Jiren spat out these three words calmly.
There was no contempt in his tone, he just seemed to be stating an objective truth.
This calm tone was like a heavy hammer hitting Vegeta's most fragile dignity.
Vegeta's golden eyes suddenly shrank.
The dark maroon Aura was completely out of control, and violent energy spurted out from his body, straight into the sky.
Super Saiyan 4 Mid-Level's power burst out without reservation.
The violent airflow squeezed each other, making a sharp and ear-piercing explosion.
The large scorched black rock formations beneath the feet instantly disintegrated, and countless rubbles were swept up into the air by the air waves.
Vegeta's figure disappeared from the place.
He turned into a dark red afterimage and slammed into the gray figure.
This was the pinnacle blow that condensed his lifelong strength and all his pride.
Wherever the fist passed, fine cracks appeared in the space, and violent energy quickly filled the cracks, reaching Jiren's face.
Jiren just slowly raised his right index finger.
There was a dull loud explosion.
The moment the index finger touched the violent energy, it disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.
Vegeta's fist that could destroy the stars was pressed against Jiren's fingertips.
The dark maroon Aura was still rolling and roaring crazily on the surface of the fist, but could no longer move forward.
This seemingly random index finger is like an insurmountable chasm, forcibly blocking all destructive attacks, as stable as a mountain.
Jiren slowly raised his black eyes, and his gaze fell on Vegeta's face full of veins.
There was still no emotion visible in those eyes.
Jiren's voice is hopelessly smooth.
"Even the gods can't touch you."
"How on earth did you have the courage to stand in front of me?"
Vegeta's pupils shrank again.
Shame, anger and the emptiness of being completely denied instantly flooded his chest.
He jerked his fist back, re-squeezing all the energy in his body to build up strength.
Vegeta roared loudly, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Along with the roar, Vegeta's fists turned into violent wind and rain.
Super Saiyan 4 Mid-Level's speed was pushed to the limit by him, and layers of afterimages instantly filled the space around Jiren.
Each punch carried strong winds that tore apart the air, heading straight for Jiren's vitals.
The sharp whip legs, with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, swept wildly towards Jiren's ribs and waist.
He even exploded Energy Ball at zero distance, pressing the violent beam directly on Jiren's body surface to detonate it.
The dark maroon Aura burned crazily, and the surrounding air was distorted by the energy. The dense sonic booms connected together and resounded throughout the wasteland.
Jiren just raised his right hand and fiddled with it casually in front of him.
The overwhelming shadow of fists, the leg wind tearing apart the space, and the Energy Ball that exploded in succession,
All were pushed aside, bounced away, and completely annihilated by this understatement.
Vegeta's violent attack was unable to leave any trace on Jiren's body.
His Aura was flashing crazily, but he couldn't even capture the movement trajectory of Jiren's defense.
From beginning to end, Jiren's left hand was safely inserted in Battle Suit's pocket.
Jiren said calmly, "That's enough."
The moment the voice fell, Jiren's right index finger slightly bent and lightly tapped Vegeta's chest.
Vegeta's body suddenly froze. A terrifying force that could not be described in words instantly penetrated his chest.
Vegeta completely lost control of his body. All the power in his body was forcibly drained at this moment, and the burning protective body Aura suddenly went out.
He opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Immediately afterwards, his body was violently thrown away by this huge force.
My vision suddenly became blurry, and the strong wind howled in my ears.
Vegeta's body crashed through the hard mountain rock behind one after another, creating huge holes.
Under the continuous violent impacts, his flying body barely slowed down.
Severe pain flooded his consciousness like a tide, and he finally got stuck in the deep mountain rock wall and stopped.
The surroundings fell into darkness.
Thick gravel and dust blocked the light, and only a faint light filtered through the cracks in the rocks.
Vegeta tried to move his limbs, but his body refused to obey him at all.
A strong sense of numbness came from the place where the chest was hit, and even breathing became extremely difficult.
Steady footsteps could be heard in the distance.
The sound was very soft, but it seemed extremely heavy when stepping on the gravel.
Jiren walked to the edge of the huge pit and looked down at Saiyan Prince who was covered in blood at the bottom of the pit.
The voice of Jiren came again.
"It's so boring."
Vegeta was lying in a heap of rubble in a panic, his golden eyes looking helplessly at the gray sky above his head.
His vision was filled with blood, and fine bloodshot streaks spread on his retinas.
That comment penetrated his ears clearly and harshly. These words kept echoing in his mind, tearing at the last bit of his dignity.
Jiren withdrew his gaze and turned towards Krillin in the distance.
His gray back looked extremely thick in the dim light,
With every step he took, the rock beneath his feet silently disintegrated, spreading spiderweb-like cracks around him.
Jiren stopped and turned his head to look at Krillin.
"Is this what you said, a warrior who needs an extreme fight to the death?"
"He is indeed very courageous, but courage cannot change the absolute gap in strength."
"And in his current state, he doesn't even have the qualifications to force me to be serious."
He slowly raised his right hand, and energy began to gather deep in his palm.
A twisted dark red energy rotated at high speed and compressed crazily in the palm of Jiren.
The surrounding air began to tremble violently, the ground was cracked in large areas, and countless gravels were suspended in defiance of gravity.
The magnetic field of Ruined Planet was completely chaotic in the face of this destructive force.
The energy ball was not large in size, but the aura of death contained in it caused the temperature of the entire wasteland to suddenly drop to freezing point.
Vegeta was lying in the rubble at the bottom of the pit, his golden eyes staring closely at the hand that was condensing destructive energy.
The severe pain in his body made his consciousness blur for a while, but the breath of death emanating from that hand forced him to wake up instantly.
He is going to die.
This idea came to mind very clearly.
The proud Saiyan Prince Vegeta is about to die on this unknown Ruined Planet.
Death at the hands of a monster who crushed all his pride with just one finger.
Die worthless, die as humble as dust.
He was unwilling to do so.
An extremely strong unwillingness rushed wildly in his chest.
But his body couldn't even move a finger.
The power in the body was completely drained by Jiren's finger, and his consciousness gradually faded away in the severe pain and resistance to death.
Just when the dark red energy ball was about to fly out, the voice of Krillin sounded in time.
"Wait."
Jiren's movements paused slightly.
Krillin walked to the edge of the pit, looked down at the dying figure at the bottom of the pit, and said lightly.
"Jiren, give him a little more time. Let him think clearly about what he wants."
Jiren's black eyes stared at Krillin. After a moment, he slowly withdrew his right hand.
The dark red energy ball in the palm of his hand dissipated silently into the air.
The surrounding chaotic magnetic field gradually returned to stability, and the rubble suspended in mid-air fell to the ground one after another.
Jiren said calmly, "I'll just wait for a moment."
Krillin nodded.
The entire wasteland fell into deathly silence again, leaving only the sound of dry wind and the occasional collision of gravel rolling down from the cracks in the mountain.
At the bottom of the pit, Vegeta was still lying in the rubble, looking blankly at the gray sky with his golden eyes.
The numbness in the chest is slowly fading, but the broken body is still unable to move.
The conversation between Krillin and Jiren came to his ears word for word.
Give him some more time.
Let him think clearly about what he wants.
Vegeta looked helplessly at the sky.
What does he want?
Of course he wants to become stronger, stronger than Kakarot, stronger than everyone in the universe.
He wants to become the strongest warrior standing at the top and prove to everyone the pride of Saiyan Prince that cannot be trampled upon.
But what now?
The power of Super Saiyan 4 Mid-Level is so fragile in front of Jiren.
He doesn't even have the qualifications to make the other party serious.
So, what is left of him?
Vegeta Slowly close your eyes.
In the darkness, countless images flashed crazily in his mind.
Frieza's condescending, mocking smile on Namek.
At Cell Games, the mixed-blood kid burst out with a terrifying aura that made him despair.
Broly, Bardock, and just now, Jiren's finger that was as light as a chasm in the sky.
Overtaken again and again, crushed again and again, left behind again and again.
Every time, when he thought he had finally caught up with that figure, a higher wall and deeper despair would appear in front of him.
Why can Kakarot always break the limit again and again in desperate situations?
Why can Gohan burst out with such terrifying power at critical moments?
Why can even Beast, the irrational one at Broly, grow like crazy without any limit in battle?
But he, Saiyan's prince Vegeta, is always stuck in the same quagmire,
Falling down repeatedly, being crushed repeatedly with all dignity?
Why is this?
This question circled crazily in his mind, ruthlessly tearing at his sanity that was on the verge of collapse.
He must find the answer.
Otherwise, he will be trapped in this dark Abyss forever,
I will always be firmly shrouded in the shadow of Jiren, and I will never be able to stand up.