Chapter 163: One-Star Dragon's Challenge
"Oh? Me? You want to fight me?"
Hearing One-Star Dragon wanted to challenge him, Turles's lips curved slightly.
Sensing the battle intent radiating from One-Star Dragon, Turles suddenly felt amused.
Just now he'd been thinking about challenging Hit, yet now One-Star Dragon had set its sights on him instead.
Watching Turles suddenly laugh, One-Star Dragon couldn't help frowning, a flash of displeasure in its eyes. "What, looking down on me?"
"No, no. Being able to fight strong opponents is something Saiyans dream of. How could I possibly look down on you?"
But before One-Star Dragon could feel pleased, Turles pointed at the arena and continued: "But at least wait until my companions finish their battles!"
With that, Turles ignored One-Star Dragon and resumed appreciating the arena combat.
"You!"
One-Star Dragon felt anxious. But seeing Turles's leisurely attitude, it could only suppress its inner agitation and, like Turles, focus attention on the arena battle.
Catching One-Star Dragon's behavior from the corner of his eye, Turles chuckled inwardly.
Turles had spoken this way only to further test One-Star Dragon. The result matched his prediction.
Though somewhat incredible, Turles had confirmed that the One-Star Dragon beside him viewed him as a true warrior—a warrior who only thought about battle.
Just like Four-Star Dragon in the original story—though also an Evil Dragon, its conduct was far more honorable than most people's.
Turles didn't yet know if One-Star Dragon was similarly inclined. But from its recent performance, Turles could only say this One-Star Dragon suited his taste.
This gave Turles some ideas.
Suppressing his wandering thoughts, Turles focused his mind on the arena.
Cabba's earlier entrance had also caused quite a commotion. After all, with an appearance similar to Caulifla's, people weren't hard-pressed to guess Cabba was also a Saiyan.
Whether Cabba could transform like Caulifla concerned many present. This involved how they'd treat Planet Sadala's Saiyan race in the future.
If Caulifla's transformation was merely an isolated case, fine. But if all Saiyans possessed transformation abilities, things became complicated.
The universe held no sentiment—only the strong were respected.
Though Saiyans had counted as a universal power race before, even earning the title "warrior race," back then Saiyans lacked transformation abilities.
But now things differed. A fifty-times multiplier transformation ability—this was extremely rare across the universe.
Look at that female Saiyan's final battle power—a full 1.5 billion! In their eyes, calling that strength "Universe's Number One" wouldn't be excessive.
However, to these people's disappointment, though Cabba's battle power wasn't low—above ten million—he didn't transform. He simply maintained base state while beginning battle with his opponent.
This left them feeling both relieved and disappointed.
Turles knew nothing of certain people's thoughts. Currently, he was watching Cabba's battle while earnestly commenting with One-Star Dragon.
"This kid's not bad. Fast speed, sufficient power, good accuracy!"
One-Star Dragon stared fixedly at Cabba's battle, voicing praise. It seemed to have already forgotten about wanting to challenge Turles.
"Yeah, though there's still some deficiency. His reactions are still slightly delayed."
"Right. But there's no helping that. Depending on ki sensing is just like this—can only make up for it continuously through battle."
"Is that so?"
Regarding this question, Turles only gave him a meaningful look.
After noticing Turles's gaze, One-Star Dragon simply returned a smile.
'Hypocrite!'
'Liar!'
Both minds flashed with these respective thoughts. Then they exchanged smiles and continued watching the arena.
What Turles didn't know was that while the two commented on Cabba's battle together, someone was also observing him.
In an inconspicuous position, Hit maintained his consistent style—hands in pockets, expressionless face standing among the crowd.
But strangely, though Hit was so distinctive and completely out of place with the constantly cheering spectators around him, the surrounding crowd seemed not to notice him at all.
Currently, Hit's eyes seemingly watched the arena battle, but his full attention had actually settled on Turles—especially when One-Star Dragon appeared before Turles. His pupils had contracted sharply.
'Strong!'
This was the thought that involuntarily appeared in Hit's mind upon seeing One-Star Dragon.
Unlike Turles, who could perfectly conceal his aura—even having restrained his divine ki—though One-Star Dragon's aura seemed weak, years of assassin experience let Hit sense a threatening feeling from it.
Originally just an ordinary mission, he hadn't expected to encounter two elite fighters on this planet. This cast a shadow over Hit's mind.
He unobtrusively continued observing Turles, thoughts churning. He didn't even notice when the arena battle ended.
After Cabba finished, Carrit, Beris, and Yaris also took turns fighting in the arena, making Saiyans steal the show completely.
With this, various powerful races across the universe began paying serious attention to Planet Sadala's Saiyans.
After Yaris's battle ended, One-Star Dragon seemed unable to wait any longer. After giving Turles a meaningful look, its figure flashed, appearing in the arena.
"Who's this—the next contestant?"
"Never seen him. Does he want to fight Saiyans?"
One-Star Dragon's sudden behavior triggered speculation among those present. Seeing Yaris hadn't even left the stage yet, everyone discussed among themselves.
"Sir, the next battle isn't yours. Please step down!"
At this moment, the arena official ran over. After checking his tablet and comparing notes, he spoke politely to One-Star Dragon.
One-Star Dragon ignored the official. Its eyes simply flashed with brilliant light. Powerful aura erupted directly, blowing the official away.
One-Star Dragon wantonly released its aura, eyes locked tightly on Turles. The meaning in its gaze was obvious.
"One-Star Dragon!"
Yaris looked at One-Star Dragon's figure, sensing the aura radiating from it. His expression slowly grew grave. A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
Because he'd discovered that One-Star Dragon's power far exceeded all the Evil Dragons they'd previously encountered. Even though he could already transform into Super Saiyan 2, compared to One-Star Dragon's aura, he paled in comparison.
After locking eyes with One-Star Dragon's provocative gaze for a long time, Turles suddenly smiled. The next second, his figure appeared opposite One-Star Dragon.
After Turles appeared, Yaris immediately relaxed. After glancing at both of them, he hurriedly jogged off the arena.
Reaching Carrit's group, Yaris gasped heavily for breath.
"Never expected One-Star Dragon would be this powerful!"
At this moment, Carrit also looked gravely at the two confronting figures in the arena, his voice somewhat heavy.
Hearing Carrit's words, Beris and Yaris also nodded, faces full of agreement.
Caulifla and Cabba exchanged glances, a strange light flashing through their eyes.
In the arena, seeing Turles appear, One-Star Dragon's eyes flashed with fervor. The battle intent on its body completely erupted, then it began continuously raising its aura.
In contrast, Turles simply stood quietly in place, his expression completely calm.
"This—such powerful aura! Even stronger than that female Saiyan earlier!"
"Yeah, what's going on? How did so many elite fighters suddenly appear?"
"Look at the person opposite—he resembles Saiyans. Could he also be a Saiyan?"
"No way—don't Saiyans lack tails?"
Though One-Star Dragon's aura had compressed the audience present until some couldn't breathe—a portion seeing things go badly had secretly left—a large portion still remained, eyes burning as they stared at the arena.
Those who could come to Battle Star naturally weren't too weak in strength. For these people, witnessing even more powerful confrontations was extremely exciting.
"Saiyans?"
Hit also heard the surrounding discussions. Looking at the attire identical to other Saiyans except for the tail, he formed an idea, then shifted his body slightly to make himself even more inconspicuous.
"They moved, they moved!"
Suddenly, someone in the arena cried out in alarm, directly igniting the atmosphere.
Turles and One-Star Dragon had both risen into midair, maintaining their confrontational stance.
However, around One-Star Dragon, a purple flame aura had appeared, tightly enveloping it. Space also became somewhat distorted under the aura's pressure.
As for Turles, he remained unchanged. Only at some unknown point, his eyes had completely turned red—like two red gemstones.
"Turles, you're truly strong!"
Suddenly, One-Star Dragon spoke. And its opening words were praise for Turles's strength.
Others might not sense Turles's aura or know how strong he was. But current One-Star Dragon could clearly feel the pressure Turles brought.
That wasn't merely aura pressure—it was more mental pressure. Like pressure from higher life forms upon lower life forms.
As an Evil Dragon born from Dragon Balls, One-Star Dragon naturally understood what this represented. Because that was a level even higher than Shenron's status.
That was a true god!
"So are you afraid?"
Hearing One-Star Dragon's praise, Turles remained noncommittal. Instead, he teased back with a question.
"Ha! Afraid? Me afraid? I couldn't ask for more!"
As if hearing a huge joke, One-Star Dragon couldn't help laughing loudly. Then it stared intently at Turles, battle intent burning even hotter in its eyes.
"I am One-Star Dragon. You're strong—I'll be even stronger!"
After loudly refuting Turles's question, One-Star Dragon's momentum seemed to reach its peak. It charged straight at Turles.
BOOM!
This was the sonic boom from One-Star Dragon's excessive speed. Visually, everyone could only vaguely see a black streak.
BANG!
A tremendous crash. Terrifying shockwaves erupted, directly impacting the stands. Except for a small portion, everyone else was forced back by the shockwave, blood trickling from their mouths—clearly injured by the impact.
"Not good—they're too strong! Run!"
Someone recovered from the injury, saw the surrounding devastation, and tremendous fear flashed through their eyes. After shouting loudly, they shot into the air, fleeing into the distance.
This statement completely ignited the scene. Those who'd wanted to remain earlier no longer dared linger. Large shadows took flight, then fled toward the distance.
Soon, the entire arena became spacious. Apart from a scattered few, no one dared remain.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
The earlier attack was merely probing. The two's battle had truly begun now.
Collision sounds continuously rang through the air. Carrit's group could only barely capture the two's figures.
"Such fast speed! So powerful!"
Watching the battling pair, Carrit's voice was abnormally heavy. Cold sweat continuously streamed down his forehead.
Originally, after eliminating six Evil Dragons and having broken through to Super Saiyan 2, he'd felt somewhat self-satisfied, believing his strength was quite good. Only now did he discover how laughable he'd been.
Caulifla and Cabba also exchanged glances, strange light flashing through their eyes as their expressions grew grave.
On the other side, Hit also frowned while staring at the two fighting in the air, his face no longer expressionless.
Unconsciously, his hands had also left his pockets.
"Hahaha! Satisfying, satisfying!"
The midair battle continued, accompanied by One-Star Dragon's occasional laughter.
CRACK!
A crisp sound—the two finally separated.
Currently, neither maintained their earlier neatness.
One-Star Dragon's body now bore various wounds—fist prints, footprints. Blood also traced from its mouth corner.
Though Turles showed no obvious injuries, his breathing was quite rapid. Much sweat also streamed down his forehead.
Secretly flexing his somewhat numb fists, Turles's gaze toward One-Star Dragon grew solemn.
'What incredible physical strength!'
This was Turles's first thought.
Though the earlier battle time had been short, Turles had used considerable strength—if not his full power, not far from it.
Precisely because of this, Turles hadn't fallen into disadvantage against One-Star Dragon.
But One-Star Dragon's strength still somewhat exceeded Turles's expectations—especially its powerful physique.
Unlike other Evil Dragons, most of One-Star Dragon's strength lay in its body. Recalling the sensation of attacks landing on One-Star Dragon, Turles's just-relaxed hands felt numb again.
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