Bab 10: Sparring
Raditz's answer left Talot speechless, but Bardock and Gine burst into laughter. Of course, it wasn't mockery or sarcasm; they just found Raditz's behavior very endearing.
At the same time, Bardock and Gine were also laughing at Talot.
Talot had always acted so mature that they had become used to it and saw it as normal.
Now, with Raditz's reminder, they realized that Talot, only five years old, was teasing Raditz like an adult, giving off a mischievous and mature vibe.
The laughter changed the atmosphere completely.
Talot seemed to realize something and started laughing too, infecting Raditz as well.
For a while, the room was filled with joyful laughter.
After dinner, Gine took charge of cleaning up while Bardock went to soak in the bath, leaving Raditz and Talot alone, staring at each other.
"Let me see what your power level is now, Talot." Raditz wasn't in such a hurry to find out before because his parents were around.
Now that dinner was over, it was a perfect time to check Talot's strength and stretch his muscles.
"I'm curious about your power level too," Although Talot said so, he could roughly estimate Raditz's power level based on the strength of his aura, but he still wanted to see if his guess was accurate.
Both of them turned on their scouters. The beeping sound soon revealed two numbers on their scouter screen.
Raditz was pleased to see Talot's power level had finally increased. "I knew you wouldn't fall behind since we were born with the same power level. You've finally caught up! But you're still far from my level. You'll need to work harder."
"Last time, I asked you to join me, and you should have accepted. If you had, your power level could have exceeded 400 by now."
Raditz's slightly arrogant words stirred a unique emotion in Talot.
Although Raditz was indeed a bit conceited, his words and thoughts showed he cared about his family.
This made Talot feel a bit ashamed.
They weren't a true family, yet Raditz genuinely cared for him.
While he, greatly influenced by the original work's storyline, hadn't even considered taking Raditz along and changing the storyline from this moment.
Talot's mind went blank for a moment before he snapped back to reality.
While it's easy to get sentimental, now is not the time for that.
"We are different. Like Uncle Bardock said, even though we are both upper-class warriors, you have your path, and I have mine," Talot simply stated his decision and then changed the topic. "Your power level has reached 550. You must have undergone a lot of training these past months."
"It was all right! I'm not the only one following Prince Vegeta. If I don't work hard and show exceptional talent, I'll definitely be looked down upon." Raditz's straightforward words revealed that his days weren't easy either.
However, he seemed to enjoy it. After all, his limited perspective made him believe Saiyans must be loyal to their king! Prince Vegeta was the future king, and Raditz wanted to keep getting stronger to become his right-hand man.
"Striving to become stronger is good, but don't easily change your original intentions. You're surrounded by elites, you should understand this," Talot thought for a moment before warning him.
Intelligent beings often waver when young. Even adults change with their environment and various factors.
"Do you even need to say that? Of course, I know!"
"So, what do you think? Interested in a spar? I won't bully you; I'll fight at your power level. Consider it a post-dinner workout."
Raditz wasn't overly scheming and seemed confident in himself.
"A spar? I don't mind," Talot didn't refuse.
He had been training alone, occasionally imagining opponents for fight, but real combat opportunities were rare.
After all, living among low-class warriors, they didn't dare to challenge him, and adults wouldn't fight a child.
"Let's go. We can't go all out here," Raditz chuckled, standing up.
Talot nodded, following him. They informed Gine and, with her consent, headed outside to an open area.
Saiyan population wasn't large. Though nearly two thousand low-class warriors lived in this vast area, it still felt sparsely populated.
"Come on, Talot, attack me with all you've got!" Facing Talot, Raditz stood with his hands on his hips, showing no intention of defending or attacking first.
He clearly thought the gap in their power levels made it unnecessary for him to take the fight seriously. With 360 power level against 550, the difference was enormous.
In this tier of strength, let alone a difference of one or two hundred, even if it's just a difference of 20 or 30, 30 or 50 power level, one can easily defeat the other.
"Then be careful," Talot didn't hesitate, controlling his power at 360 power level.
This fight wasn't about winning or losing; it was just to test his combat skills and reflexes. Even if he had to admit defeat or pretend to lose, it was fine.
Rushing forward, Talot turned into a blur, crossing the ten-meter distance in the blink of an eye, and swung his fist at Raditz.
Facing such a fast attack, Raditz remained calm, effortlessly raising his hand to deflect Talot's fist.
Then, he immediately counterattacked with a punch of his own.
Seeing that his attack was blocked, Talot punched out with his other fist.
"Bang!"
Their small fists collided, and they began a test of strength.
"Not bad, you're quite strong! But you're still far from me," Raditz smiled; no matter how you look at it, it looked a bit evil.
Talot was used to his expressions. "Is that so? But strength isn't everything in a fight."
Talot, not intending to use more strength, used Raditz's force to retreat and find an opportunity.
Seeing this, Raditz launched a fierce barrage of punches and kicks, causing Talot's scalp tingle.
Fortunately, he hadn't been wasting his time. Although he lacked actual combat experience, he had a lifetime of memories as well as rich imaginative combat experience gained from his meditations.
Status Power Mingguan
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