"I understand too, but the arrogance in our bones does not allow us to bow to others and cater to others." The familiar figure sighed. Then I saw clearly that it was my father. Although I don't remember it, I can understand it just by looking at it.

"Yes, I understand, but sometimes you should make up your mind, suppress your arrogance a little, and at least leave yourself some backup." The old man also sighed, with a smell of hatred for iron that cannot be transformed into steel: " Just like you, all your combat prowess is superficial, obvious to everyone, and you don’t even have a little bit of background, I’m really worried to death!”

"Okay, let's not talk about this. He is born, so he is not far from our expectations. Plus that little girl from that family, if the two of them get together..."

"Yes, yes, as long as the two of them are together, we can develop new abilities." The old man suddenly interrupted his father, and then seemed to wink.

I understood it, and my father seemed to understand it too. He still meant the same thing, don't say more, no one can guarantee that there will be no ears through the wall.

So I'm sure that he didn't really mean what he said. Developing new skills, as far as I know myself, is a piece of cake. Not to mention that if the entire planet is full of Saiyans, it is definitely a piece of cake. It is impossible to need two special children to develop new moves.

"Hey, let's talk about it. We can't say anything. Anyway, we are happy. Let's go celebrate. This is definitely a happy event worth celebrating."

"Okay, I'll have a few drinks with you as an old bone!"

The scene changed again and returned to the celebration.

The scene is very jubilant. As a Saiyan nation, the fighting is fierce and the carnival is definitely not bad. All of them are good drinkers, they just pick up a bucket and drink (it turns out that Saiyans also drink, I think so)

Just when I was having fun, someone suddenly broke in.

He attracted everyone's attention as soon as he came in because he was too conspicuous. Behind him was a huge light screen.

"Report, someone..."

"What rubbish? We are having a carnival, just throw it out." Before the person who reported the report was finished, he was interrupted by the leader. Since I have watched Dragon Ball, I subjectively believe that the leader at this moment is Vegeta’s father. But it's the same for everyone. Anyway, it just means asking the guy to throw the thing out and ignore it.

"No, their army is outside the planet!"

The jubilant atmosphere around them dropped slightly, and everyone looked at the reporter.

"This is a letter of challenge. They asked me to bring this in to show you, saying that they are preparing for a full-scale attack."

"You can tell it's fake at this glance. If they want to launch an attack, they must attack quietly. They also write a letter of defence, asking us to be prepared. I think they are..." It was the old man who spoke. She seemed to be in this group. Li's status was not low. When he spoke, others looked at him. No one interrupted him, except the leader: "Are you going to the tower! The letter of challenge has been handed down to our door, but you don't go out to fight?! All the soldiers, answer me loudly, are you afraid of death?!!!"

"Don't be afraid of death!!!" (I'll omit tens of millions of words below. To put it simply, it's a mobilization meeting, which arouses the enthusiasm of a group of people and then goes to war.)

Even the bystanders on my side were told that their bloodline was swollen, and they immediately wanted to find someone to fight for.

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