Continuous Flash Technique

Nappa bared his teeth, trembling all over with rage.

He'd thought that planet had no resources, but this kid had been living the good life there.

Were you telling us this just to piss us off?

Saiyans weren't particularly interested in beautiful women, but after hearing Soro describe the scene...

Come to think of it, it did sound pretty nice.

A complicated emotion flickered in Nappa's eyes.

Krillin looked up at Piccolo, then at Son Gohan.

Both of them looked perfectly calm, as if they couldn't understand what Soro's words really meant.

"Piccolo." Krillin couldn't hold back any longer. He leaned toward Piccolo and whispered, keeping his voice low. "Why do I get the feeling this Saiyan named Soro... was left behind on a really great planet by Vegeta and the others?"

"What do you know?" Piccolo snapped, glaring at Krillin. "For a warrior, that's the greatest humiliation imaginable!"

Krillin: "..."

Krillin hunched his shoulders and tapped his index fingers together, mumbling, "A hundred cat-eared beauties... I wish I were in his place."

Piccolo glanced at Krillin, the corner of his mouth twitching. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.

Was this really the time to talk about cat-eared beauties?

"Although I don't know how you raised your battle power," Vegeta scoffed, stepping forward. His feet stamped two deep footprints into the ground. "You sure have some nerve, Soro."

He tilted his head, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"Today, I'll teach you a lesson and show you just how terrifying the consequences of provoking me can be!"

"Bring it on." Soro's lips curled slightly, revealing a row of white teeth. He stood there, perfectly at ease.

He didn't even take a fighting stance, letting his arms hang loosely at his sides.

"You'll regret this." Vegeta sneered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. "You think I can't tell you're hiding your battle power?"

"I'm really not hiding it." Soro smiled, his tone light.

"I'm done wasting words on you!" Vegeta's eyes narrowed. He lowered his body slightly and spread his legs shoulder-width apart. "You'll regret this in a second!"

He crossed his arms in front of his chest as his ki began to surge within him.

A wild aura burst up around him, sending loose stones skittering across the ground.

Vegeta immediately took up a fighting stance.

Soro, meanwhile, kept his arms folded and watched Vegeta with an air of nonchalance, without a hint of tension on his face.

"What's with that attitude?" Vegeta snapped, his brows drawn together. "Are you planning to fight me in that pose?"

"Come on." Soro grinned, even slipping one hand into his pocket. "I'll just stand here and let you hit me! I won't fight back!"

"Impudent!"

Vegeta was genuinely furious. He roared, his voice carrying a wave of rage.

He stomped hard, blasting two deep craters into the ground beneath his feet.

Vegeta's body turned into a blur as he charged toward Soro at incredible speed.

"That short guy's finally making a move," Krillin said in a low voice, his gaze following Vegeta's afterimage.

"Short guy?" Son Gohan muttered, tilting his head as he looked at Krillin. "Uncle Krillin... he's taller than you."

"W-what did you say?" Krillin's face darkened on the spot. He turned and glared fiercely at Son Gohan.

"I... I didn't say anything." Son Gohan hurriedly covered his mouth and ducked behind Piccolo.

It had to be said: Soro using Nappa as a skateboard had made the atmosphere a lot more cheerful.

Son Gohan no longer felt as frightened as he had before.

"This Saiyan named Soro really is strange." Piccolo folded his arms, his gaze fixed on Soro's back. "His energy level doesn't seem as high as Raditz's, yet somehow he can pin Nappa to the ground and wipe the floor with him."

He paused, frowning deeply.

"It's hard to make sense of."

At that moment, Vegeta was charging toward Soro at tremendous speed.

He was more than twice as fast as Nappa, leaving a string of afterimages in the air.

The ground erupted in a straight line behind him, scattering rocks and dust.

Watching Vegeta rush toward him, Soro calmly uttered three words.

"Flash Technique."

In an instant, a blinding light burst from Soro.

It was several times brighter than the sun, illuminating the entire landscape.

The wasteland was swallowed by white light, and even the shadows disappeared.

Vegeta, who had just charged forward, couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

A world of white appeared before him. He couldn't see a thing.

His charge came to an abrupt halt. Inertia carried him two steps forward before he stopped.

Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan, who had been looking this way, were also caught in the flash.

Their vision turned white at the same time, and they immediately shut their eyes.

Nappa's vision turned white too, and then he couldn't see anything. He lay on the ground, groping around blindly.

"Was that the Solar Flare?" Krillin rubbed his eyes and cried out. Tears still glistened in them.

"Isn't that Tien Shinhan's signature move?" Piccolo asked in a low voice, his eyes closed and his eyelids twitching. "How does this guy know it?"

"It doesn't feel quite the same as Tien Shinhan's Solar Flare!" Krillin replied, blinking frantically as he tried to regain his sight.

As soon as Vegeta's vision turned completely white, he raised his arms to shield his head, crouched slightly, and took a defensive stance.

His ears twitched as he listened for every sound around him.

But after waiting a while, Vegeta still didn't hear Soro attack.

After only three or five seconds, Vegeta's sight finally began to return.

He lowered his arms and blinked several times as his vision shifted from blurry to clear.

"Uh." Soro grinned and tilted his head at Vegeta. "Your eyes finally recovered?"

"Damn you!" Vegeta fumed, veins bulging on his forehead. "You dared to blind me! I'll make you pay!"

He clenched his fist, gathering ki around it, and swung hard at Soro.

"Flash Technique!"

Without the slightest hurry, Soro used the Flash Technique again.

White light burst forth once more.

"Ah... my eyes!"

Vegeta cried out again. His fist stopped in midair, and his whole body froze.

Piccolo and the others were caught in the flash again, speechless.

Didn't he just use the Solar Flare?

He could use it again right away?

Nappa's pupils contracted sharply as his vision filled with white.

Soro stepped forward.

"Crack!"

A sharp sound came from beneath Soro's foot.

"Ah... you stepped on my hand!" Nappa cried out in excruciating pain.

"Uh, sorry about that. I did it on purpose!" Soro chuckled.

Nappa: "..."