Because Sabot was too close, he was blown up into a mess.
Of course, this level of energy ball did not cause much damage to him.
No matter what, Broli could only raise his combat power to around 20,000. If he continued to raise it, his body would not be able to take it.
Twenty thousand soldiers were not enough to destroy Sabot.
Thus, Broli planned to torture this guy. Even if he couldn't beat him to death, he would at least anger him to death.
It would be interesting if this fellow could not breathe properly and suffocated to death in this universe.
"Little brat, I'm going to tear you into pieces!”Sabot was so angry that his nose was crooked. He was a bit of a germaphobe, but he was bullied by a newborn Saiyan baby. He was too embarrassed to face anyone.
Sabot decided to fight to the death.
"Bang!"
Sabot transformed again, and his powerful energy burst out.
Broli didn't hesitate. After seeing Sabot's transformation, he turned around and ran.
In the blink of an eye, Broli had disappeared without a trace.
Sabot really wanted to chase after this kid and kill him, but after weighing the pros and cons, he decided that it was better to return to the spaceship.
The current him was already having trouble breathing. If he really died in this universe, it would really be tragic.
After weighing the pros and cons, Sabot no longer paid attention to Broli. He turned around and returned to his original state, heading towards the spaceship.
However, what made Sabot angry was that when he returned to his original appearance, Broli caught up with him again.
"Bastard, bastard!" Sabot was so angry that his body was about to smoke. He wanted to grab Broli and punch him to vent his frustration.
Broli grinned and threw the energy ball in his hand again.
In the next half an hour, Broli kept throwing energy balls to consume Sabot's energy.
Once Sabot transformed and increased his combat power, Broli would run away.
Sabot felt like he was about to die from anger, but he couldn't do anything to Broli.
As time passed, Sabot found that his breathing became more and more difficult. He even felt suffocated.
Sabot knew that in his current state, it would be difficult for him to return to the spaceship.
Am I going to die?
Sabot wanted to cry but had no tears. He had come out to catch a newborn Saiyan kid, but he didn't expect this to happen.
"Hun Dan! It's not like that! Wait…How could I forget at this crucial moment…This detector can communicate!”
Just as Sabot was in despair, he suddenly thought of something, and his face was filled with joy.
The next moment, Sabot immediately contacted the command center of the Fliesa spaceship. He asked his subordinates to take the spaceship and send the oxygen mask to him.
Broli had heard Sabot contacting the headquarters and had a bad feeling.
However, it wasn't Broli's style to let Sabot go just like that.
After all, Sabot was almost at the end of his rope. As long as he could stall for time, he would be finished.
Sabot finally felt relieved after receiving the reply from the command center.
Then, he adjusted his aura and stopped consuming excess energy. He patiently waited for his subordinates to come over to support him.
Besides, Sabot knew that the spaceship was very fast. It would take them less than 30 seconds to get there.
When he had an oxygen mask, he would torture this little bastard properly!
Sabot glared at Broli, thinking about how to teach this kid a lesson.
However, Sabot's expression changed. He realized that the little Saiyan's combat power had increased again.
"Combat power: 21000!" Sabot's face twitched and he couldn't help but shiver.
He had been entangled with this kid for half an hour. He did not expect this kid to still have so much energy!
Sabot was terrified. Normally, he wouldn't be afraid of a little more than 20,000 combat power.
However, things were different now. It was already good enough for Sabot to have around 5,000 combat power.
"Sou!"
Just as Sabot was panicking, he saw Broli turn into a beam of light and rush towards him.
"What a fast speed!" Sabot widened his eyes.
"Bang!"
Sabot felt his chest shake.
"Pfft…"
Sabot spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning paler.
The next moment, Sabot felt his consciousness blur. He looked forward, and even Broli's figure overlapped.
Broli really wanted to give Sabot another fatal blow, but he suddenly realized that a powerful energy was flying towards him.
Broli made a simple estimate of this energy. According to his combat power, it was about 20,000.
It was on par with him.
However, the problem was that Broli was increasing his energy over capacity. It could be said that he was also enduring great pain when fighting Sabot.
If he were to fight against a guy with a combat power of 20,000, it would be a little dangerous.
Broli weighed the pros and cons, threw a few more energy balls at Sabot, then turned around and ran.
Broli knew that Sabot probably wouldn't die from this level of attack, so he just let him show off.
There would be plenty of opportunities to deal with Sabot in the future. It wouldn't be too late for him to come back and take revenge when he grew up.
"Swoosh!"
Broli turned into a ray of light and quickly disappeared.
Furthermore, what excited Broli the most was that he had learned how to control the energy in his body through the battle with Sabot.
In other words, Broli could suppress the aura in his body to a completely non-existent realm, making the other party's detector unable to find his figure.
Not long after Broli disappeared, a small spaceship flew over and stopped beside Sabot.
The door of the spaceship opened, and a pink-skinned Dodoria walked out.
When Dodoria saw Sabot, who had fainted, he was shocked.
"He's about to die. Hurry up and treat him!”Dodoria quickly ordered his men.
His subordinates didn't dare to be negligent. While they were frightened, they quickly carried Sabot into the spaceship and sent him to the treatment equipment.
To be able to beat up Frissa's number one follower to such a state, what exactly was the background of the other party?
For a moment, his subordinates whispered among themselves, their hearts pounding.
Dodoria's brows were tightly knitted together. Sabot had been beaten to such a state, which showed how powerful his opponent was.
"Mr. Dodoria, what should we do now? Are we going back to Sir Flisa?" the subordinate asked.
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