Chapter 806 Completion of Cultivation

At this moment, Vegeta desperately wanted to know what the other person meant by all of this.

Could it be that the destruction of Planet Vegeta was not an accident, but a long-planned conspiracy?

These thoughts kept flashing through his mind, but he eventually rejected them all.

"Impossible, he must be bluffing. Humph, I won't fall for it."

Vegeta internally denied it, but the expression on his face had already betrayed his true thoughts.

...

"Haha, it really feels great to be a riddle solver."

Suzumiya Musashi laughed. He knew he would feel very annoyed if someone told him a riddle.

But this time, having become the riddle solver myself, I finally understood what those people were really feeling.

It felt very comfortable, especially seeing Vegeta's anxious look made me even happier.

"Brother Musashi, you do know about their home planet? You're not lying to him, are you?"

Karin Uzumaki, seeing Musashi Suzumiya beside her, asked with a hint of curiosity in her undisguised expression, "Could it be that he really knows what's going on with the Saiyans' home planet?"

"Well, you'll find out when the time comes. There's no point in knowing some things in advance."

Suzumiya Musashi didn't explain much; he figured he'd tell everyone about it before Frieza arrived.

Moreover, if I only talk about one thing, Karin Uzumaki will definitely not be satisfied. She will definitely want to understand everything before she is content.

If it were to escalate to that point, who knows how much talking would be required.

This was not what Suzumiya Musashi had intended, and even though Karin Uzumaki looked rather resentful, she still didn't offer any explanation.

What a joke, is he the kind of person who softens at the slightest bit of coquetry? Well, he really is. However, Karin Uzumaki's temper has subsided a lot, and she didn't press the matter further.

at the same time.

King of Kai.

Goku and Krillin were so exhausted they were almost paralyzed, while Piccolo was in even worse shape.

The guy simply lay down on the floor, looking like he really had no strength left.

"Little brat, weren't you so arrogant just now? What happened to you? If you're so tough, get up and try fighting again."

Seeing this, Krillin couldn't help but mock him. It wasn't that he held a grudge, but Piccolo's behavior was just too annoying. He finally understood how hateful the term "brat" really was.

Every day, all they do is provoke him and mock him for not having a nose or something.

As a professional martial artist, Krillin also has his own temper, and Piccolo was practically raised by him, so he naturally remembers Piccolo's taunts very clearly.

Now that we've finally got a chance, we should naturally retaliate properly.

"What are you talking about, bald guy? Who else could you be calling a bald guy?"

Sure enough, this move was very effective. Piccolo, who had been saying he had no strength left, immediately got up from the ground. This guy just doesn't like to admit defeat.

After all, as a descendant of Piccolo Daimaō, although he is not that evil, he still has the competitive gene at work.

"These two little guys are really full of energy. Wukong, you've already learned everything I taught you. It seems your talent is truly as terrifying as that man said."

King Kai watched this scene with a smile, not paying much attention to their noise. He even thought it was quite good, as it brought a bit of life to his side.

He then turned to look at Sun Wukong, his eyes filled with admiration and intense curiosity.

The appreciation stems from the recognition of Sun Wukong's talent, while the curiosity arises from his background—he is a true Saiyan.

King Kai had heard of this race before.

They know they are a very warlike race, and that once they reach adulthood, their fighting power becomes terrifying.

While I don't quite agree with these guys' style of doing things, I have to admit that they are really talented.

Goku was the strongest King Kai had ever seen. He learned the Kaioken and Spirit Bomb techniques after being taught them only a few times.

Even after practicing for several days, Krillin and Piccolo still hadn't even scratched the surface, which shows just how big the gap was between them.

"He's not that amazing. I think Mr. Musashi is more amazing."

Sun Wukong scratched the back of his head somewhat embarrassed, knowing that he rarely heard such compliments.

"You shouldn't compare yourself to that man; he's completely different from all of you."

King Kai was quite satisfied with Goku's humble attitude; at least in terms of personality, Goku really didn't seem like a Saiyan.

As expected, after being educated by Earthlings, the somewhat violent genes in the Saiyan race were completely invisible.

At the same time, there's a sense of helplessness. Why does this child have to be compared to that terrifying being?

Although he couldn't quite gauge the extent of Suzumiya Musashi's fighting prowess, he could clearly sense her terrifying aura just from their first encounter.

If Sun Wukong wanted to catch up with the other, he would have to reach that legendary figure in the universe.

Unfortunately, it's just a legend, and no Saiyan has ever actually accomplished it.

"Alright, there's nothing more you can learn from me. You should go back as soon as possible. Aren't you going to other places?"

King Kai waved his hand and began to shoo them away. He had nothing to teach them, and their continued presence would only disturb his peace.

His main concern was what would happen if that man came back to him. Although Suzumiya Musashi hadn't done anything, his terrifying aura still made him somewhat apprehensive.

If possible, he hoped the other party would not come again.

"Yes, thank you so much, Lord Kai!"

Sun Wukong then nodded in realization, realizing he had almost forgotten that there was still one thing he hadn't finished.

So they called over Krillin and Piccolo and prepared to return the way they came.

"Wait a minute, if you just go back like this, won't that waste a lot of time? Let me see you off."

Even the King of Beijing couldn't help but laugh at this scene; this simpleton was truly a complete airhead.

Wouldn't it be a waste of a lot of time to just run back like that?

So I spent some time giving them a ride to avoid them wasting a lot of time.