Continuous Flash Technique

Nappa bared his teeth, trembling all over with rage.

He had assumed that planet lacked any resources, yet this brat had been living there so comfortably.

Are you saying this on purpose just to infuriate us?

Although Saiyans didn't have much interest in beauties, hearing the scene Soro described...

Actually, thinking about it carefully, it was quite interesting.

A flash of complex emotion crossed Nappa's eyes.

Krillin looked up at Piccolo, then over at Son Gohan.

Both of them looked completely calm, as if they couldn't grasp the true meaning behind Soro's words.

"Piccolo." Krillin couldn't help himself, whispering to Piccolo in a very low voice, "Why do I get the feeling that this Saiyan named Soro... seems to have been left by Vegeta and the others on a pretty great planet?"

"What would you know?" Piccolo snapped, glaring at Krillin, "For a warrior, that is nothing short of a massive humiliation!"

Krillin: "..."

Krillin shrank his neck, pressed his two index fingers together, and muttered softly, "100 cat-eared beauties... I wish that were me."

Piccolo glanced at Krillin, his mouth twitching, momentarily speechless.

Is now really the time to be talking about cat-eared beauties?

"Although I don't know how you managed to raise your combat power," Vegeta sneered, stepping forward and leaving two deep footprints in the ground, "your nerve is truly something, Soro."

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

"Today, I'm going to properly fix you up and let you know just how terrifying the consequences of provoking me are!"

"Come on then." Soro's mouth curled slightly, revealing a set of white teeth as he stood there, calm and collected.

He didn't even adopt a fighting stance, his hands hanging loosely at his sides.

"You'll regret this." Vegeta gave a contemptuous smile, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "Do you think I don't know you've been hiding your combat power?"

"I really haven't been hiding my combat power." Soro smiled, his tone relaxed.

"I'm done wasting my breath on you!" Vegeta's eyes sharpened, his body sinking slightly as he spread his legs to shoulder width, "You're going to regret this immediately!"

He crossed his arms in front of his chest, his ki beginning to churn within him.

A violent aura surged from his body, blowing the loose gravel on the ground in every direction.

Vegeta immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Soro, however, remained with his arms crossed, watching Vegeta with a breezy, lighthearted expression, not a hint of tension on his face.

"What?" Vegeta's temper flared, his brows knitting together, "What kind of attitude is that? Do you intend to fight me in that posture?"

"Go ahead." Soro chuckled, even sliding one hand into his pocket, "I'll just stand here and let you hit me! I won't fight back at all!"

"Insolent!"

Vegeta was truly enraged, letting out a roar that carried a wave of violent fury.

He kicked off the ground with force, blasting two deep craters into the earth beneath his feet.

Vegeta's figure turned into a blur, rushing rapidly toward Soro's position.

"That short guy is finally making a move." Krillin's voice was low, his eyes tracking Vegeta's afterimage closely.

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

"W-what did you say?" Krillin's face turned black on the spot, and he whipped his head around to glare fiercely at Son Gohan.

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

It had to be said, the way Soro had played with Nappa like a scooter earlier had certainly made the atmosphere much lighter.

Son Gohan no longer felt the same level of terror he had before.

"This Saiyan named Soro is truly bizarre." Piccolo crossed his arms, his gaze fixed on Soro's back, "His energy level doesn't look as high as Raditz's, yet he's somehow able to rub Nappa's face in the dirt."

He paused, his brows furrowed.

"It feels inconceivable."

At this moment, Vegeta was charging toward Soro at extreme speed.

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

The ground exploded in a straight line behind him, sending gravel and dust flying.

Soro watched the incoming Vegeta and calmly spat out three words.

"Flash Technique."

Instantly, a blinding burst of light erupted from Soro's body.

The radiance was several times brighter than the sun, instantly illuminating the entire landscape.

Everything on the wasteland was swallowed by the white light, and even shadows vanished.

Vegeta, who had just been charging in, couldn't help but have his pupils contract.

A vast, white world emerged before his eyes, rendering everything invisible.

His charge came to an abrupt halt, his body lunging forward two steps from momentum before finally stopping.

Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan, who had been looking in this direction, were also unfortunate enough to be caught in the blast.

The vision of all three turned white simultaneously, and they immediately squeezed their eyes shut.

Nappa likewise felt his vision turn white, and then he could see nothing at all, crawling on the ground and fumbling about blindly.

"Was that the Solar Flare just now?" Krillin rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, tears welling up in his sockets.

"Isn't that Tien Shinhan's signature move?" Piccolo also kept his eyes closed, his voice low as his eyelids twitched. "How does this guy know it?"

"It feels a bit different from Tien Shinhan's Solar Flare!" Krillin replied, blinking frantically in an attempt to restore his vision.

After Vegeta's vision turned white, he immediately shielded his head with his arms, crouched slightly, and assumed a defensive stance.

His ears twitched slightly, capturing every faint sound in the surroundings.

However, Vegeta waited for a moment, yet Soro did not launch an attack.

After about three to five seconds, Vegeta's vision finally began to slowly recover.

He lowered his arms and blinked a few times, his field of vision shifting from blurry to clear.

"Uh." Soro grinned, tilting his head as he looked at Vegeta. "Have your eyes finally recovered?"

"Damn you!" Vegeta was furious, the veins on his forehead bulging. "You dare to blind me? I won't forgive you!"

He threw a punch, his ki gathering in his fist, and struck fiercely toward Soro's direction.

"Flash Technique!"

Soro unhurriedly unleashed the Flash Technique once again.

The white light bloomed anew.

"Ah... my eyes!"

Vegeta cried out once more, his fist hanging in mid-air as he froze in place.

Piccolo and the others were unfortunately caught in it again, leaving them speechless.

Didn't he just use the Solar Flare?

Can it be used in succession?

Nappa's pupils constricted violently as his vision was once again filled with a vast, white expanse.

Soro took a step forward.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound echoed from beneath Soro's feet.

"Ah... you stepped on my hand!" Nappa shrieked, his voice filled with agonizing pain.

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

Nappa: "..."