Huge Gap In Strength (130)

The gym on Sythis had gone under some renovations over the last couple of years.

As it was the main home for the Saiyans, they collaborated with the Tuffles to produce an even greater complex that would allow for a more comprehensive battle experience as well as a wider range of facilities. While there were floors that were lined with different kinds of gym equipment, there were also levels that prioritised certain aspects of fighting, particularly the ones the researchers noticed the Saiyans could improve upon, leaving the whole thing at a 12 story height.

Broly walked through the building, impressed by the machinery and architecture, entering the spectators' section of the sparring rooms.

"We'll go first," the women said simultaneously, entering the main room.

At this point in time, the Saiyans weren't wearing traditional armour, instead sleek gym-wear that provided maximum manoeuvrability while hugging every curve and exposing every ab.

"Are you hitting that?" Aspa asked, wanting verbal confirmation.

Broly looked back embarrassedly, finding his father staring at him with a heavy expression as well.

"We may have done it a few times," Broly responded quietly.

"More than once!"

"My god!"

"King Vegeta's probably turning in his grave," Aspa thought, smiling widely.

CLANG!

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of colliding fists.

"What's her power level?" Paragus asked, not remembering Hanasia being so powerful.

"About six million," Broly said squarely.

"Six! We all just managed to break into a million a few weeks ago and that was after farming Zenkai boosts, how did she increase her power level so much?" Aspa said, watching their movements.

"She's a high-class Saiyan, one of the more promising ones of her generation, she has a lot of potential," Broly said praisingly, feeling his heart beat warmly as he spoke.

"Says the Legendary Super Saiyan," Paragus scoffed.

"That title is so fucking cool," Aspa gruntled, pretending to be angry.

Broly smiled wryly, not even sure what to say.

Inside the sparring room, a heated exchange was taking place, both Saiyans looking like turrets as their arms and legs clashed against each other rhythmically, slight deviations in their movements preventing a pattern from occurring.

'She's stronger than me'

Celery could tell that she was no match for Hanasia but still tried her best, keeping up with Hanasia's movements and moving onto the offences where she could.

Needless to say, all her attacks and dodges were laced with ki while Hanasia did her best to resist her with pure strength alone.

BINK!

BANK!

BONK!

Hanasia landed consecutive blows on Celery, not holding back at all as she combo'd the woman, linking her attacks so that it was impossible for Celery to respond, following Broly's style of fighting.

'This feels so much more relaxed compared to Broly'

Hanasia was able to enjoy fighting as she didn't have to stay in a hyper-aware state where if she blinked she lost.

Celery continued to endure but eventually fell down tiredly, her stamina giving out.

Her pride didn't allow her to say it but she clearly conceded.

"You're really strong, are you a mid-class?" Hanasia said, offering a hand to her.

"A low-class," Celery said bluntly, taking her hand and pulling herself up.

"Your moves are really precise, I had to think hard about how to counter them," Hanasia said honestly.

However, she had to think so much more when fighting Broly.

Celery smiled as she chattered with the Queen, asking more questions which she answered amicably.

"I guess it's our turn," Aspa said, putting his hand on Broly's shoulder.

"Prepare yourself old man," Broly said fiercely, feeling his competitiveness.

Paragus sighed as he watched them into the room, already knowing the outcome.

"He's the Legendary Super Saiyan, who can beat him? Who?"

Broly squared off against Aspa, jumping from side to side as they got ready.

Aspa breathed in, bringing ki to his legs selectively as he entered his battle stance.

"Come!" Broly said, mirroring the position, his brain already opening up new attack pathways from the stance.

Aspa wasn't courteous and moved suddenly, disappearing from Broly's sight completely, his eyes only able to pick up a few blurry afterimages.

Paragus smirked watching his best friend move.

'He's way too proud of that technique'

"What do you think?" Aspa said, his voice sounding from different places as he sped about around the room, no rhyme or reason in his erratic dodging.

Broly raised his fist in the air.

"Clever," he said, taking a step forward.

"But convoluted," he said, scooping his fist down in an underarm motion, finding Aspa's chest and driving him into the air, making him hit the ceiling before the ground again, barely landing on his feet.

"I don't know what I expected," Aspa thought tiredly, breathing heavily as he winced.

"It works, just not on me," he said, a hint of smug in his voice.

"Then what's the point!" he said, charging Broly.

'He's huge'

From a distance, it was one thing to see the 9-foot youth but up close Aspa felt nothing under dry intimidation, the feeling of being near him in a combat setting making him feel deeply uncomfortable.

Regardless of his feelings, Aspa still drove at him, throwing out his hands quickly.

'Hanasia in her Grade three form was faster than this, I can probably catch his fists with my eyes closed,' Broly thought, genuinely contemplating it before deciding not to, worried how badly the Saiyan's ego would crash.

Aspa's breath became heavy as after an hour of relentless pressure he found himself gasping for air, unable to find a crack in Broly's defence.

"I give up," he said dryly, not even having the strength to stand after crashing his limbs against Broly's for so long.

"You're really fast for someone of your power level"

"That sounds more like an insult than a compliment"

Broly chuckled, extending his hand out.

"I don't want to shake your hand," he said sorely before reaching out and grabbing it.

"Only because you're the Legendary Super Saiyan," he said blandly, a knowing smirk cropping up.

"Paragus, it's your turn," Aspa said, wiping the sweat off his head.

"Broly!" Paragus said, his face turning serious.

"Yes, dad?" Broly responded obediently.

"Say you surrender," he said clearly.

Broly stared at his father before making a wry smile.

"I surrender"

Aspa stared at Paragus who smirked back at him.

"I hold a power beyond Legendary Super Saiyan," Paragus said happily, motioning in the air while Aspa stared at him.

"Where's your Saiyan pride?"

"Through the roof after the Saiyan of Legend submitted to me!"

"But that doesn't count!"

"Who decided that?"