The Great Melee

Planet Namek!

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[Ding, Battle Power attribute dropped ahead.]

[Ding, Battle Power +100.]

As soon as the battle began, Son Gohan's mind kept ringing with the system's notification sounds.

Hahaha!

Fight to your heart's content—the fiercer the battle, the faster the Battle Power attribute drops.

Seeing this large-scale fight, he was overjoyed inside.

This time, he was going to rake it in.

The scene now was just like in Dragon Ball Super when Frieza was revived and brought his army to Earth for revenge—a full-on melee.

King Cold did not make a move; he hovered in the air, watching the battle.

Son Goku, his son, and Vegeta also held back for now.

They too flew into the air to observe.

Because they knew that with their current battle power, if they struck first, everyone with lower power would be crushed to dust by their energy waves.

Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Chiaotzu, Krillin, and the others were like wolves among sheep.

The Namekian genius warrior Nail was reaping the invaders' lives like slicing melons and chopping vegetables.

Thanks to Son Gohan unlocking their potential, the battle power of Piccolo and the others had all risen to over 10,000, like Krillin.

This was their battlefield now.

If they waited until Son Gohan and the others stepped in, they wouldn't get a chance to fight.

The Frieza Force was just padding the numbers.

Their battle power was mostly around two to three thousand.

Last time, all the elite members of the Frieza Force had been wiped out on Planet Namek.

The Ginyu Force's battle power was fairly decent, but they'd already been annihilated.

Zarbon and Dodoria only barely broke 20,000 in battle power, yet they were Frieza's top favorites.

That just showed how the Frieza Force was a ragtag bunch.

No surprise—the battle was a one-sided slaughter.

King Cold watched the fight with a blank expression.

He felt not a shred of regret for the dying grunts.

[Ding, Namekian Bloodline Attribute dropped.]

Holy shit!

Namekian bloodline?

Even that can drop?

This system is way too awesome.

Pick it all up.

Son Gohan muttered subconsciously.

The Battle Power attribute and the Namekian Bloodline Attribute all merged into his body.

Hahaha, this is incredible.

Does that mean I can have multiple bloodlines like Cell now?

From now on, as long as my head isn't destroyed, I can regenerate endlessly.

The battle lasted an hour, and the entire Frieza Force was wiped out.

The Namekians also suffered heavy casualties, leaving only five or six alive.

If not for the help of Nail, Piccolo, and the others, the Namekians might have been killed off.

Krillin and the others were all battered and bruised—though their battle power was high, they couldn't hold out against sheer numbers.

Son Gohan picked up all the Battle Power attributes.

His personal Attribute Panel now showed a battle power of 35 million.

That meant this battle had netted him 5 million in battle power.

"Worthless, all of you are worthless."

King Cold roared in fury.

A massive army, and not a single useful subordinate among them.

"King Cold, now that the show's over, it's our turn to step in."

Vegeta's hands had been itching for action.

For the past half month, training nonstop in the Gravity Room, he could feel his body growing significantly stronger.

"Vegeta, I'll make you wish you were dead."

King Cold flashed a sinister grin.

Just wait until you see my true power—see if you can still be so cocky then.

"Let's take this fight somewhere else."

Son Goku called out to King Cold.

Then his body erupted with a fierce aura as he flew off to another side.

There were too many injured people here.

If they fought here, it would definitely put their lives at risk.

"It doesn't matter where we fight. Today, I'm wiping out every last Saiyan."

King Cold spat out his threat and chased after Goku to one side.

He planned to kill both the Saiyans and everyone on this planet.

"Kakarot, you bastard, stealing my opponent!"

Vegeta roared in fury and shot after King Cold.

He hadn't expected Goku to pull a move like that.

The three of them didn't fly far before stopping.

"Let me heal you all."

Son Gohan landed and spoke to Piccolo and the others.

Since the Namekian with the Healing Technique hadn't made it to the battlefield, if they didn't get timely treatment, they might die.

"Gohan, thank you."

"You're the great savior of us Namekians."

Nail said sincerely. If Gohan hadn't brought people to protect Namek, they'd all be dead by now.

Piccolo and the others were confused—did Gohan bring Senzu Beans?

The Earth warriors all stared wide-eyed, completely baffled.

But why was he placing his palm on the Namekians?

"Everyone, don't be so surprised. Gohan actually learned the Healing Technique now."

Krillin saw Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Chiaotzu, and Piccolo all looking eager for answers, so he explained.

"Wha—what?"

"Healing Technique?"

"Since when did Gohan become this amazing?"

"Did he learn it after coming to Namek?"

Piccolo and the others watched Gohan without blinking.

They saw a white aura continuously surging from his palm, beginning to mend the wounded.

The Namekians' injuries healed at a visible rate.

In no time at all, someone who was on the verge of death was suddenly full of life again.

Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, and Chiaotzu were so shocked they could have stuffed a duck egg in their mouths.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they never would have believed such a terrifying healing technique existed in the world.

This Healing Technique was on par with Earth's Senzu Beans.

In a short while, all the injured Namekians were back at full strength.

"Gohan, this Healing Technique is absolutely incredible."

"It's practically a divine skill."

"Kid, you've got a limitless future ahead."

Piccolo and the others had experienced it firsthand and couldn't stop praising it.

After that great battle, their battle power was nearly depleted.

Plus, everyone had sustained varying degrees of injury.

After Gohan's treatment, not only were their wounds instantly healed, but their battle power was also restored to full.

After everyone recovered, they all flew toward King Cold, Son Goku, and Vegeta.

Son Gohan casually stored the luxury spaceship King Cold had piloted into his System Inventory.

When he got back to Earth, he could sell another one—now he had two spaceships.

Frieza's spaceship was still sitting in the System Inventory too.

Maybe it was because Son Gohan had been an orphan in his past life, or maybe he just didn't want his mother Chi-Chi to have to worry about money.

After stowing the spaceship, Son Gohan found a spot to settle in as a spectator, passively collecting Battle Power attributes.

"Ahhh."

A low roar rang out as Son Goku dropped into a horse stance, a surge of energy shooting skyward.

He instantly unleashed all his power, a mass of White Aura enveloping his entire body.

He stared at King Cold with an excited grin.

"Saiyan, your courage is admirable, but you've chosen the wrong opponent."

King Cold looked at Son Goku wrapped in White Aura and spoke with undisguised disdain.

At the same time, a powerful aura erupted from his own body.

The battlefield was thick with tension; Tien Shinhan and the others watched with eager anticipation.

The great battle was about to begin.