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  In an open field under a starry night sky, Bardock was diligently teag Jiang and Raditz.

  "The Power Ball teique, also known as the Artificial Moon Teique, is uo us Saiyans. It allows us to create a moon-like light source that emits Blutz Waves, enabling us to transform into Great Apes evehere's no real moon. However, this artificial moon only st for 30 minutes," Bardock expined in a serious tone.

  "Aspara, Raditz, pay attention. The first step is to gather energy and trate it into a ball."

  Bardock's expnation was clear ahodical. Jiang listened ily, hanging on every word.

  As Bardock tinued, Jiang 's eyes lit up with uanding. The teique for creating a Power Ball was simpler than he had imagined.

  The real challenge y in trolling the energy precisely— something Jiang had honed over the past three years. While he hadn't yet reached the level of Earth's martial arts masters, his energy trol was already superior to any Saiyan o Vegeta.

  As soon as Bardock finished speaking, Jiang began gathering his energy.

  Moments ter, a glowing ball of light appeared in his hand. It was still somewhat unstable, but unmistakably an energy sphere.

  Seeing this, Raditz's eyes widened in shock. He had been struggling to even sense his energy, let alone manipute it, yet Jiang had already mao create a sphere.

  "Aspara, your ability to learn is truly remarkable," Bardock praised, a hint of admiration in his voice. "It took me half a day to get this far."

  "Hmph, what's the use of learning quickly? You're still just a low-css warrior," Raditz muttered under his breath, jealousy seeping through.

  "Raditz!" Bardock's tourern as he looked at his son.

  "But Dad, I'm n. A low-css warrior is still a low-css warrior," Raditz insisted, though his voice wavered slightly.

  "Who told you that low-css warriors are ily weak?" Bardock's voice was cold and firm. "Your Uoma and Ueppo are both low-css warriors, yet their battle power is close to 4,000. Even when you reach adulthood, your battle pht not surpass 4,000."

  "They're exceptions," Raditz retorted, his voice quieter now.

  "What makes them different?" Bardock asked sharply. "And don't think for a moment that Aspara is any weaker than you."

  He turo Jiang . "Aspara, remove yravity restraints."

  "Uood," Jiang replied with a smile, gng at Raditz before nodding. He didn't hesitate; perhaps it was time to humble Raditz a little.

  After all, despite being born ae warrior, Raditz's battle power had barely exceeded 1,000 even decades ter. While he might have reached around 3,000 upon reag full adulthood, this was still at the bott for elite warriors.

  In trast, some mid-level or even low-css warriors, with a stroke of lud rigorous training, could surpass that number.

  O Vegeta, battle power cssifications were as follows:

  Low-Css Warriors: 100–500 battle power.Mid-Css Warriors: 500–3,000 battle power.Elite Warriors: 3,000–5,000 battle power (with a few exceptions reag 7,000–8,000).

  Given Raditz's performan Dragon Ball Z, he was undoubtedly at the bottom of the elite warrior tier— a gring anomaly. One reason was likely his ck of battle experiehe other was his excessive relian his elite status, born into a low-css warrior family but beled ae warrior.

  Shaking his head with a wry smile, Jiang deactivated his gravity restraints.

  Instantly, his aura began te.

  "Now, check Aspara's battle power," Bardock said, his tone slightly exasperated.

  "How much could it be? He's just a low-css warrior," Raditz grumbled, still unwilling to cede. Yet, he didn't hesitate to activate his scouter.

  "Beep, beep, beep..."

  "Beep, beep!"

  The scouter's dispy numbers began to climb rapidly.

  "Fifty… seventy… a hundred!"

  "Huh? A huhat's pretty high."

  Raditz was surprised.

  But in the moment, his surprise turo shock as his pupils stricted dramatically.

  "One hundred fifty… one hundred seventy… two hundred!"

  "Impossible! How could he have 200 battle power?"

  However, what came left Raditz even more stuhe scouter didn't stop at 200; it kept climbing until it settled at 220.

  "Two huwenty?! This 't be real. The scouter must be broken!" Raditz excimed, his eyes wide as he stared at Jiang in disbelief. He fumbled to remove his scouter, almost in panic.

  "Here!"

  Bardock remained calm, tossing another scouter to Raditz.

  Raditz hurriedly caught it, his movements clumsy as he quickly repced the device.

  "Beep, beep!"

  "Two huwenty."

  The same number appeared again. The same result. Raditz was utterly shaken now, uo maintain his posure.

  He removed the scouter once more aed it on himself to firm its accuracy.

  "Beep, beep!"

  "Two huen."

  Gulp.

  The familiar figure of his own battle power popped up, making Raditz swallow hard.

  "Now do you uand?"

  Bardock's stern voice broke the silence.

  "Aspara's battle power was only 5 at birth, awo years youhan you. Yet, his battle power has already reached 220. Meanwhile, you were born with a battle power of over 170, and now you're only at 210. Are you still sure you'll surpass Aspara iure?"

  Bardock's words carried a sharp edge as he gred at his son.

  He had long wao teach Raditz a lesson, but the opportunity had never preseself— until now.

  Jiang simply smiled without enting. He uood Bardock's iions and didn't mind going along with them. After all, Bardock's family had been kind to him during his time here. Helping out a little was the least he could do.

  "This… this!"

  Raditz stared at Jiang , his mind a storm of disbelief and shock, uo calm down.

  "You think being ae warrior makes you strong?"

  "Every year, elite warriors are sent to quer ps. Do you know how many of them die in those missions?"

  "Don't think for a sed that having a battle power of 3000— let alone 200— makes you invincible. Do you have any idea how strong high-level ps be?"

  Bardock's words tio pierce through Raditz's arrogance, causing him to lower his head. The pride he had once g to was crumbling.

  Raditz had always dismissed his father, Bardock, as a special case and disregarded the aplishments of his father's teammates. But now, faced with the reality of Aspara's superior strength despite being younger, his fidence was utterly shattered.

  "I uand, Father," Raditz murmured, his voice barely audible. "I was wrong."

  "Good. Now that you know, you won't be joining the Vegeta Squad for the time being. I'll request a one-year leave for you from Kia. During this time, you'll train with Aspara. And remember—you're to listen to him."

  Bardock's voice carried a cold authority that left no room fument.

  "Yes, sir!"

  Raditz opened his mouth as if to protest, but in the end, he lowered his head and obediently agreed.

  (End Of Chapter)