Bardock ultimately did not ask further.
Soon, Soya led Bardock and the others through the spacious square, arriving at the entrance of the palace hall.
There were four guards at the entrance of the hall, who immediately stepped forward to block their way.
"What people? Do you have an appointment?" One of the guards stepped forward and asked.
"Is the King inside?" Soya did not answer the question, but instead asked one back.
"I know you! You're Soya, right? What right does a low-class warrior like you have to ask about the King's whereabouts! Get lost right now!" Another guard pointed at Soya and shouted harshly.
"Broly, satisfy him!" Soya didn't even need to act himself, directly ordering Broly beside him.
Hearing Soya's words, the guard who had just spoken was visibly stunned, then burst into loud laughter.
However, that guard soon couldn't laugh anymore.
"Bam!"
Broly swiftly stepped forward, grabbed the guard's head, and smashed it hard onto the ground.
Immediately after, Broly grabbed the guard's tail and kept slamming him back and forth, left and right.
The guard let out cries of painful agony.
Broly flung his hand.
"Whoosh!"
The guard flew straight out, tumbled thousands of somersaults on the ground, and was directly smashed onto a nearby fountain. A mouthful of blood sprayed out, mixing with the water gushing from the fountain, bubbling outwards.
The other three guards, seeing this scene, flew into a rage and charged at Broly.
"Bam! Bam! Bam!"
Broly punched and kicked the three, quickly beating them until their faces were swollen and bruised, leaving them twitching on the ground.
Bardock watched from the side, utterly stunned.
This little guy called Broly... how is he so strong?
The highest battle power among these guards was 5000.
And yet, Broly defeated them so easily?
Bardock immediately pressed the scouter on his eye to check Broly's battle power value.
"Battle power 10,000!" Bardock's expression changed slightly.
This kid's battle power is so high?
"Alright, alright, these people are still useful, don't kill them." Soya, seeing Broly was about to grab another guard to continue slamming, quickly stepped forward to stop him.
Broly obediently nodded, stopped attacking, and hugged his mineral water bottle to drink Sprite.
"Negative emotional value +999 from Harth!"
"Negative emotional value from Turlo..."
For a moment, these four guards provided Soya with quite a bit of negative emotional value.
Soya was absolutely delighted.
Broly beats people up, I get the negative emotional value, it couldn't be better.
And Broly is such a useful enforcer.
Seeing Broly so fierce, Raditz's mouth twitched uncontrollably, feeling extremely庆幸 in his heart.
Luckily, I was smart enough during the World Martial Arts Tournament to trick him out of the ring with a bottle of mineral water.
Otherwise, I'd be worse off than these guards.
"Raditz, learn from this." Soya looked at Raditz again and instructed him.
Raditz: "..."
How do I learn this?
His battle power is so high...
My battle power is too low.
If I had battle power that high, I could do even better.
"Negative emotional value +555 from Raditz!"
Soya paid no further attention and strode directly into the palace hall.
Bardock and the other two followed closely, acting as qualified bodyguards.
Standing directly in front of the throne in the hall was the King of the Saiyans, King Vegeta, also Vegeta's biological father.
King Vegeta wore battle armor, his red cape fluttering without wind, he had a small goatee, his hairstyle was very similar to Vegeta's, and his demeanor was imposing even without anger.
Besides King Vegeta, there were also several ministers in the hall, all responsible for planetary order and construction, equivalent to the court officials around an ancient emperor.
Soya looked around; there weren't many ministers, only about four.
Actually, this was quite normal; he heard that King Vegeta rarely held meetings, preferring to issue orders directly using modern communication devices for any matters.
"You have some nerve! How dare you barge into the palace!" King Vegeta said with a cold face, then focused his gaze on Bardock.
After all, in King Vegeta's view, the strongest person here should be Bardock.
King Vegeta had heard some things about Bardock, knowing that he often fought on other planets.
Although he was just a low-class warrior, after so many years of battle, his battle power must have increased significantly.
After speaking, before Soya and the others could reply, King Vegeta immediately pressed the scouter on his eye and checked Bardock's battle power value.
Seeing the result, King Vegeta's face instantly turned extremely ugly.
But immediately after, King Vegeta suddenly realized something, a slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and he grinned even more brightly.
"Battle power 20,000! Not bad, Bardock!" King Vegeta said with a light laugh.
"Nothing much... perhaps my battle power increased because I fight abroad all year round." Bardock's expression was calm, neither humble nor pushy.
"So, you brought people to the palace to usurp the throne?" King Vegeta gave a strange smile.
Bardock: "..."
Bardock was just about to deny it and explain that Soya had business with him, mainly to discuss important matters regarding resisting Frieza.
But before Bardock could speak, King Vegeta waved his hand, stopping Bardock from continuing.
"We Saiyans have always respected strength. Since you are now the strongest warrior among us Saiyans, I should also step down and yield to the worthy." King Vegeta smiled faintly, looking at Bardock and speaking word by word.
Bardock: "????"
Bardock was momentarily bewildered.
I really didn't come to usurp the throne.
Are you saying this on purpose?
Soya, however, had a thought and immediately understood.
King Vegeta, you old schemer.
You know Frieza is about to attack, so you're actively abdicating, right?
Soya's guess was correct.
King Vegeta indeed thought so.
In King Vegeta's view, Frieza's battle power must be at least 200,000 or 300,000.
With such high battle power, even if he transformed into a Great Ape, he would be completely no match for Frieza.
If Bardock becomes the new Saiyan King and takes the initiative to resist Frieza, there might be a slight chance of victory.
Besides, those who charge at the front usually don't end well.
Once Bardock dies, won't the Saiyan King be me again?
"King! I... I don't mean that..." Bardock waved his hand, decisively refusing, "I have no interest in becoming the Saiyan King!"
"I'll do it, I'll do it." Soya immediately raised his hand, grinning cheekily.
As soon as Soya spoke, he immediately drew everyone's attention.
"Bardock isn't interested in becoming the Saiyan King, but I am." Soya chuckled, "So let me be the Saiyan King!"
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