"The problem you have right now is your lack of combat experience. Getting hit by a regular person with a simple shovel is a Saiyan's disgrace."
Broly said, arms crossed.
"It seems we'll have to train by sparring to help you gain some combat experience."
Kakarot looked dejected, her cheeks puffed out as she lowered her head.
"Don't think you can get away with it by being cute. If you make a mistake, I'll punish you with World Shocking Palm."
Broly said, raising his index finger, releasing an arc of energy. He found the World Shocking Palm to be a very practical skill.
Turtle Hermit School Martial Arts lv7: World Shocking Palm, compresses ki to transform it into a form similar to lightning, instantly trapping the enemy and then subduing them.
The essence of this palm technique is the compression of ki. After high compression, the ki takes on some of the properties of electricity, and the destructive power also becomes more focused.
Similar to the Kamehameha, it's usually difficult to kill an opponent stronger than oneself with a single blow. But with the World Shocking Palm, even stronger opponents will be seriously injured or killed if hit. The downside is the short attack range. After the highly compressed ki spreads beyond twenty meters, it will quickly dissipate.
During the World Martial Arts Tournament, Wukong's strength was almost the same as Master Roshi's, but he was instantly subdued by the World Shocking Palm, without any ability to resist.
Moreover, he had improved it. If he concentrated the ki only at his fingertips, the transformation could be completed instantly. The original World Shocking Palm required a long time to gather ki, making it very easy to be interrupted.
Used in conjunction with Daimon Goro's restraint techniques, there might be unexpected results.
"Now, come at me."
Broly said.
Kakarot swallowed, then quickly calmed down, dismissing the internal hesitation. She leaped up, kicking fiercely towards Broly's face.
Broly easily dodged the kick, then, with electricity at his fingertips, he touched Kakarot's waist.
"Agh! That hurts!"
Kakarot immediately cried out in pain, falling to the ground.
"Don't jump up easily before you've learned the Sky Dance Technique, especially when your opponent is stronger than you," Broly said. "Now it's my turn to attack. Be careful not to die."
He said, and instantly charged in front of Kakarot, chopping down with his palm towards Kakarot's head.
"Boom!"
Kakarot jumped to dodge the blow.
Broly increased his ki output the moment she dodged, and with a single palm strike, the ground was split with a crack several meters long.
"I told you, if you get hit, you'll really die."
Broly used death as a threat, squeezing Kakarot's potential. Whenever Kakarot made a basic mistake, he would directly punish her with the World Shocking Palm.
Kakarot's talent was already high, and under this high-pressure state, her combat skills were improving at a visible rate. At least she wouldn't be caught off guard and hit with a shovel again.
The sparring between the two wasn't only beneficial for Kakarot. During the fights, Broly also found that the various martial arts he had mastered were improving as well.
He had already saved up hundreds of points but had yet to exchange for anything, planning to wait until he had mastered all the martial arts he currently knew before making any exchanges.
Phil Coulson was looking over an order form. Kayde's recent spree of shopping had caught their attention. But he couldn't see how a pile of bedding and washbasins had anything to do with the mysterious giant ape.
He hadn't shaved in over a week, and a thick beard had grown on his chin. The smell in the car was strange, because everyone hadn't showered in a long time. Their working hours recently weren't 996, but 007. Due to the long time without a vacation, and having to stay in this godforsaken desert, everyone's morale was a little low.
S.H.I.E.L.D. had almost turned the deserts of Texas upside down, even bringing in the Air Force's early warning aircraft to search from the air. If the giant ape was still in the desert, it wouldn't be able to escape the radar scan. But they hadn't gained anything except catching a few drug mules, and the giant ape seemed to have evaporated into thin air.
Moreover, a mysterious killer suddenly appeared in New York not long ago, slaughtering an Irish community. In Ciudad Juarez, Mexico, an alien calling himself Superman appeared and caused a ruckus. The recent events were making S.H.I.E.L.D. a bit overwhelmed.
"Have you found out the identity of this Clark Kent yet?"
Phil Coulson asked.
"We've already found out. He's the illegitimate son of the chairman of a joint mining company in Bolivia. After receiving a large inheritance, he chose to come to the United States to invest in a farm."
A special agent standing beside him took out the information they had found.
"And then he bought more than sixty farms in this godforsaken place? It looks like he won't take long to squander all his inheritance."
Phil Coulson said. He always felt that something was wrong with this farm, but he couldn't find what was wrong. If the giant ape was created by Clark Kent, just to drive down the price of the nearby farms, that was too absurd, even more ridiculous than the recent rumors of a flying truck.
In his opinion, this mysterious giant ape was yet another mysterious incident with no beginning or end; S.H.I.E.L.D.'s archives were already filled with similar cases.
After another week of searching, Director Nick Fury would not be able to tolerate the waste of funds and manpower, and would call off the mission and send them back. Even if Phil Coulson was conscientious, he was also tired of spending day and night looking for a monkey in this desert.
Suddenly, a phone rang in the car.
Phil Coulson took out his phone and saw that it was the Director calling. He was a little surprised; the call had come too early. But thinking that he didn't have to stay in the desert anymore, he was still a little pleased.
"Hello."
Before he could report on the situation in Texas, Nick Fury's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Tony Stark is missing. He went to Afghanistan to demonstrate the Jericho Missile to the U.S. military. On his way back to base, he was ambushed by terrorists. The entire U.S. military team was killed, and only Tony Stark's body was not found."
Phil Coulson's hand tightened. He knew that things had gotten serious. Tony Stark was not only a well-known figure in America, but also the chairman of Stark Industries, the largest military industrial company in the United States, and the son of Howard Stark, the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D. Such a big figure had fallen into the hands of terrorists, and might even be beheaded live on broadcast. Its detrimental effects wouldn't be much less than 9/11.
"Forget that damn giant ape. I'll arrange a plane for you now, go to Afghanistan and find that bastard, and bring him back to America unharmed."
Nick Fury was a little exasperated. S.H.I.E.L.D. had been secretly protecting Tony Stark, but he had been kidnapped because of just one oversight.
"Just when I didn't have to look for a monkey in the desert of Texas, I have to go to the desert of Afghanistan to look for a playboy. Life isn't worth it…"
Phil Coulson seemed to wither like a flower.
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