With T'charrl out of the picture, not to mention the others, it came down to him to beat Krom. The fact that the guy had so casually hurt his friend like that nearly drove Takeshi into one of his frenzies, yet somehow he managed to keep it together... Mostly. Now that he didn't have to worry about accidentally hitting a friend he could let loose more, and as such his attacks became more focused and powerful. Firing off a Ki blast near point-blank he frowned when a cloud was kicked up around them, fighting through it and following the Elite's energy to attack, slamming his fists into blocks once more. "We've beaten you twice already, we'll do it again," the Prince retorted plainly, growling as he gave a hard kick at Krom's side, backing off whether it landed or not, "[i]I'll[/i] beat you again." Going back in for the attack he made a straight dash at Krom, using an after-image technique to fade through the Elite before reappearing in the same spot a second later, hoping it tricked the guy, probably expecting a flank, as he threw a hard strike at his stomach.

All it had taken was a moderate blast to beat those four, how pitiful. If they were ever going to make half-decent soldiers then they had much improvement to undergo, otherwise they'd just remain fodder to the wolves. Considering the opportunities afforded to them the only conclusion Yamate could reach was they had been neglecting their training, something which seemed quite silly given they were soldiers. Scoffing before shaking his head with disappointment he glanced back at Takeshi and Krom, not surprised to find the former's energy spiked again, out of rage no doubt; Shu's was bound to follow suit, perhaps now was a good a time as any to test the youngest boy. Glancing over at Shu, the King smiled and moved forward at a sudden burst of speed, coming to stand over his son. "We are Saiyans, fighting is our livelihood. And your view of what is good and bad is different than mine, not that I would expect you to understand such a thing, you're a child." Sure enough there was that spike in energy as he'd suspected, and a fairly large spike at that. Whether it was the limit of Shu's strength or not he couldn't quite tell, but it was making this a bit more interesting at least.

"Excellent... Let's see what you can do now." The King waited in anticipation for Shu's attacks, but he hadn't been prepared for the speed his son would demonstrate. He had only just seen the young Prince move in when the fists started flying, quickly back-stepping to avoid being struck. In just a fraction of a second the boy had gone from timid and helpless to a furious warrior, this was excellent; driven by emotions and made stronger for it, this was precisely what he wanted to see from his children. Breaking into a grin, Yamate let out a curt laugh, vanishing and reappearing directly behind Shu, trying to deliver a kick to his back to knock him away. "Good! Use that anger, grow stronger! Show me what your true power is!" he shouted excitably, "Give me a reason to call you my son!"