Vegeta: Did Soro Come Too?

"Clack!"

Cui soon appeared right in front of Vegeta, hovering in the air a few meters from the cliff.

He stood with his hands on his hips and his legs apart, looking at Vegeta smugly, the corners of his mouth stretching almost to his ears.

"Heh heh heh!" Cui's smile grew more scornful. He tilted his head and looked Vegeta up and down twice. "Vegeta, what a small world! You're as good as dead this time! Your battle power is far below mine now. You can't even compare!"

"Hmph." Vegeta sneered, the corners of his mouth dipping. "You're celebrating too soon! Today, I'll show you what I learned on Earth."

"Is it the art of running away?" Cui scoffed, tilting his head with mockery in his eyes.

"It's..." Vegeta snorted, just about to reveal the answer.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Three specks of light appeared in the distant sky, rapidly approaching.

In the blink of an eye, Son Goku and the others came hurtling over, leaving three glowing trails behind them.

They descended from the sky and landed near Vegeta and Cui, their feet striking the rocks and scattering a small spray of gravel.

Son Goku, Piccolo, and Son Gohan all looked at Vegeta, then shifted their attention to Cui and gave him a careful once-over.

Cui looked nothing like Vegeta. He was short and stocky, with gray-green skin and two short horns on his head.

"Kakarot? Piccolo?" Vegeta's pupils contracted. His expression shifted from indifference to shock, then from shock to wariness.

He immediately looked away from the three of them and searched for Soro, scanning every rock and every crevice.

He didn't see that white figure.

Vegeta's brow furrowed slightly, then quickly relaxed.

"Who are you?" Cui frowned, looking the three of them up and down twice. "Vegeta knows you? Are you his accomplices?"

"No." Son Goku shook his head, waving both hands in front of him.

"Good." Cui chuckled and waved them off. "Don't interrupt our little game! Get lost, as far away as you can!"

"Why do you have to be so rude?" Son Goku pouted, frowning as he grumbled.

"Hmph." Cui snorted, his gaze turning cold. "You don't know when to quit! Once I've taken care of Vegeta, I'll deal with you!"

"You're no match for Vegeta," Son Goku said calmly. "I suggest you use your head."

"Y-You... what did you say?" Cui's expression darkened at once. He narrowed his eyes at Son Goku, a glint of menace showing through the slits.

"Do you want me to repeat myself?" Son Goku folded his arms, his expression unruffled, his gaze as calm as if he were looking at a stone. "You're just asking to die."

"Heh heh heh." Cui laughed coldly, the corners of his mouth curling into a dangerous smile. "I see. You really are one of Vegeta's men. But don't worry, after I take care of him, you're next. I'll make sure to torture you properly before I slowly kill you!"

His voice was full of icy malice. His eyes shifted, then fixed on Son Goku with a vicious glare.

"Kakarot," Vegeta suddenly asked, his brow furrowing slightly. "Where's Soro? Did he come to Namek with you too?"

"Yeah." Son Goku nodded without denying it, his tone casual.

Vegeta's mouth twisted, and his expression turned awful. His face went from livid to pale, then back to livid.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Just as I thought, Soro came along too!

This is really bad!

My battle power has increased again!

But I may still not be a match for that guy!

Especially his Flash Technique. It's downright unfair.

Vegeta clenched his fists without realizing it.

I have to get out of here...

Or should I stay and get beaten to a pulp?

"Where is he?" Vegeta swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing again as he hurriedly asked Son Goku.

"He said he'd be here in a little while." Son Goku laughed, a wide grin spreading across his face. "You can still run away while there's time."

"Y-You... who are you saying is running away?" Vegeta had been called out, and he immediately flew into a rage, his chest heaving as his whole body shook even harder.

"Vegeta," Son Goku said with a smile. "There's no shame in losing to Soro. I'm working hard to catch up with him too, but I'm still no match for him."

"You?" Vegeta raised his voice, his finger trembling as he pointed at Son Goku. "A low-class warrior like you has no right to spout such nonsense in front of me!"

His voice was filled with barely restrained fury as he pointed at Son Goku and shouted.

"Even a low-class warrior can surpass an elite warrior through hard training." Son Goku smiled gently. "I heard Soro used to be a low-class warrior too. And yet he still surpassed you, didn't he?"

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta's chest felt tight with frustration. His lips trembled, and he nearly choked on his breath, a faint gurgle rising in his throat.

How could this low-class warrior named Kakarot be so infuriating?

"Oh?" Cui quickly caught on and studied Son Goku with interest, looking him up and down. "Are you a Saiyan?"

"Yes." Son Goku nodded.

"Vegeta, you really are an embarrassment!" Cui laughed even more brightly, putting on a look of amusement as he stood with his hands on his hips. "I never thought that the prince of the Saiyans would be mocked like this by one of his own people—a low-class warrior, no less!"

"Shut up!" Vegeta roared, his voice exploding through the air like a thunderclap. "I'll kill you!"

A powerful energy suddenly burst out from him. His aura surged from his body, brilliant light dancing across his skin.

The shockwave sent gravel flying across the ground, and dust billowed everywhere.

"Beep! Beep!"

Cui's Scouter let out a series of rapid alarms. A terrifying number appeared on the screen.

The number shot higher and higher, the needle swinging wildly.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Cui's Scouter maxed out and exploded right before his eyes.

Fragments flew in every direction. A burst of flame flashed in front of Cui's face, leaving it soot-black.

Cui flinched in alarm and jerked backward. His face turned deathly pale, and his lips trembled.

"Hmph." A murderous glint appeared in Vegeta's eyes as he stared coldly at Cui, his gaze like two sharp blades. "Have you decided how you want to die?"

"Wait!" Cui panicked, flailing both hands in front of him. "I just thought of a great idea! How about I join your team? I'll help you! I've always been dissatisfied with Lord Frieza... No, I've always hated that bastard Frieza!"

His words came out in a rush. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead and trickled from his temples.

Vegeta narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth dipping into a contemptuous smile, mockery in his gaze.