The Brown-Haired Woman Taking Pictures

"Kid, fighting you was pretty interesting. How about we go another round?" Buli lifted her orange curls and stroked her pointed ear.

"Then let's do it!" Vegeta had never feared a challenge and agreed without hesitation.

"This time, I'll show you how powerful the Alta are."

"Enough nonsense. Saiyans will never lose to the Alta." Vegeta's expression turned cold.

Faced with an opponent so evenly matched, Vegeta said he hated her, but deep down he was delighted—especially since her looks also fit Saiyan tastes very well. Though her skin color was a little strange, Buli was still undeniably beautiful.

His aura burst free, and with a flash of golden light, Vegeta instantly transformed into a Super Saiyan. His blond hair stood straight up, and that terrifying power unique to a Super Saiyan spread out in an instant. The intense pressure immediately caused the atmospheric pressure across the entire area to plunge.

"Buli, be good and take your lesson."

Vegeta's body slowly floated upward, looking utterly composed.

"Heh." A cold smile appeared on Buli's face. Though she did not have the Saiyans' flashy transformation abilities, her strength was no weaker. With a light sweep of her arm, an aura no weaker than Vegeta's surged up from the ground, and her body floated to the same height.

The two auras collided in midair, their sharp pressure splitting the sky in two as the air churned violently.

Boom!

A blur flashed past.

Buli launched the first attack. An explosive crack rang out from where she had just stepped on the air, her swift movement breaking the sound barrier and leaving a chain of vacuum zones through the void in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, she pierced through space and arrived in front of Vegeta, clenching her fist as she attacked