I take the throne, all Saiyans are super blue

Chapter XXXIII: Vegeta's Choice

Facing the inquiry of Son Gohan and Son Goku.

Redwan smiled, "I can reach this height at this age, and this is not just a question of how to cultivate. "

If Red hadn't carried such an unprecedented powerful bloodline as the ancient Saiyans.

Even if Weiss trained him for more than ten years, it would not be possible to reach the heights he is today.

It can be said.

Red's ability to reach this height at this age was based on his ancient Saiyan bloodline and his assiduous cultivation for more than ten years.

Red is the kind of person who is super talented and cultivates very hard.

Because he knows very well.

In the world of Dragon Ball, strength is respected.

Otherwise, then you can only be an ant in the eyes of the God of Destruction.

"What's the problem?"

Sun Wukong asked bluntly.

"Little nephew, don't ask too much if you shouldn't ask."

Red smiled and didn't say anything more.

"Hahahaha..."

Red called Sun Wukong a little nephew, making everyone laugh.

Don't say it yet.

An eighteen-year-old young man called a Monkey King over sixty as a little nephew.

This picture also looks a little funny.

But Red shouted so seriously, it would have been not funny.

But the more seriously he shouted, the more funny he looked.

......

Bulma and the others grabbed Red and asked a lot of questions.

Unconsciously.

It was getting dark.

It's time for Sun Wukong and the others to go home.

Red, on the other hand, stayed at Universal Capsules at Bulma's warm invitation.

After dinner at Bulma's house, Bulma arranged a guest room for Red.

However, Red was not sleepy for the time being, so he took a chair and went to the platform on the second floor to enjoy the moon.

Red half lay on the chair, looked at the full moon in the sky, and muttered: "I suddenly feel that it is actually good to salted fish." "

"Hey..."

Finish speaking.

Red sighed to himself again.

He wanted to saltfish but he still had his goal unaccomplished.

Strictly speaking, his current fate is not completely in his own hands.

At least for now.

He is still governed by the rules of the king.

Only when his own rules of power are above all kings will Red consider a salted fish-like life.

Treading....

As Red sighed, a sound of footsteps came.

Bra came gently to Red's side.

With her hands behind her back, she bent down slightly, and said softly: "Mr. Red, it's so casual and elegant." "

"Huh?"

Red glanced at Bra lightly, "Is something wrong?" "

"That... That is true. "

Bra smiled blandly, "My father asked me to ask you if he could worship you as a teacher." "

"Shhhh

Hearing Bra ask so bluntly, Vegeta, who was hiding behind the door, was extremely speechless.

At the same time, it is a little embarrassing.

That's not what he told Brah just now.

What a bend for you!

Redle was happy.

Red also seemed to know that Vegeta was hiding behind the door, and said into the air: "Vegeta, are you here for this?" Since you can't let go of your self-esteem and face, then don't mention this to me again. "

Discovered by Red hiding behind the door, Vegeta suddenly became even more embarrassed.

However, in order to catch up with the Monkey King, Vegeta gritted his teeth.

Walked out hard.

Red knew Vegeta had come out, but he still didn't go to see Vegeta.

He wanted to see if Vegeta could really let go of his ego.

Or will he be dominated by his own self-esteem.

Ignored by Red like this, Vegeta was even more ashamed to find a hole in the ground.

He was originally the kind of person who loved face and had strong self-esteem.

"Dad, isn't it just a teacher? Is it necessary to twist and pinch like this? Mr. Red is sitting here now, but don't wait for Mr. Red to go and regret it. "

Bra spoke up.

"Whew..."

Vegeta clenched his fists tightly, his heart extremely tangled.

This moment.

The faces of Bulma, Trunks, and Bra flashed through his mind.

If he is unchanged as strong as Sun Wukong, he can even surpass Sun Wukong.

Then in the future, there will be a more powerful enemy, and Red will not be there, I am afraid that he will not even have the ability to protect his family.

To protect their families, but also to protect the earth on which they live.

Vegeta eventually overcame his self-esteem.

He knelt down on both knees on the spot, lowered his posture, and said in a pleading tone: "Mr. Red, please take me as an apprentice and let me practice with you!" "

The door to the living room on the second floor.

Bulma and Trunks were also watching this scene.

Red didn't speak.

Neither say yes to Vegeta, nor refuse.

He just made Vegeta kneel there.

Long.

Seeing that Red still did not respond, Vegeta closed his eyes tightly, and his previous proud self-esteem was thrown 108,000 miles away by himself.

"Mr. Red, please take me as an apprentice and teach me how to transform into Super Saiyan Four!"

"Vegeta..."

Looking at this scene, Bulma couldn't help but cover her mouth.

She knew that, with Vegeta's haughty self-esteem, she could now kneel in front of Red and say this.

How much courage is required.

So far.

Red glanced at Vegeta who was kneeling in front of him faintly, "Vegeta, why should I take you as an apprentice and teach you to transform into Super Saiyan Four?" Is this any good for me? "

"Not to mention, Sun Wukong is my little nephew, I taught you to transform into a Super Saiyan Four to surpass my little nephew?"

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