Hearing Vegeta's curse, Trunks instinctively shrank his neck.
Then he looked at Vegeta in confusion.
Vegeta shot Trunks a subtle glance before turning to Tarble. "Tarble, return to your normal state first. You haven't tested your normal power level yet, have you?"
"Let Trunks test it!"
"If I'm right, your training speed after transforming into a Super Saiyan will be several times faster than ours!"
"Oh, I haven't tested it yet." Tarble answered against his better judgment, then returned to his normal state. "Trunks, go ahead and test it."
"Right, okay."
Even before the test began, Vegeta sensed the energy Tarble released without holding back. His eyes widened at once; he already knew the answer.
Vegeta wasn't the only one who noticed.
Rix was just as shocked.
Soon,
Trunks had the result, too.
He cried out again, "677.8 million!"
"Uncle Tarble, your normal power level is actually 677.8 million!"
"That's amazing!"
"How did you do it?"
"You only had 2.78 million yesterday!"
At the confirmed power level, Vegeta and Rix both exclaimed in shock.
"What?!" x2
They had felt that Tarble's energy was far greater than it had been yesterday.
But not this much greater!
"677.8 million?!"
"How is that possible?"
"Trunks, are you sure you read it right?"
Vegeta would rather believe Trunks had made a mistake than accept that the reading was real.
After training for the same ten hours under 500 times Earth's gravity, he had only gained 250 million in power!
And that was after he had broken through to Super Saiyan 2!
Why was Tarble's training speed, even as a Super Saiyan, so far beyond his?
Over 600 million!
That was almost as much as he'd gain from three days of training!
Vegeta's voice rose sharply, and Trunks felt an inexplicable shiver run through him.
He carefully checked the number displayed on the Scouter again.
After confirming it was right, he nodded. "Dad, I'm sure I read it correctly!
The Scouter shows 677.8 million!"
As soon as Trunks finished speaking, Vegeta thrust out a hand toward him. "Give me the Scouter."
Click!
Trunks didn't dare hesitate. He quickly removed the Scouter and handed it to Vegeta, whose mood was clearly off.
What was wrong with Dad?
Vegeta took the Scouter, aimed it at Tarble, and began scanning him. He didn't forget to remind him, "Tarble, don't suppress your energy."
"Okay." Tarble reluctantly did as he asked.
So what if his training speed was faster than yours? Was there any need to react like that?
It didn't take long.
Vegeta's eyes grew as round as bells. His expression filled with disbelief as he murmured, "It really is 677.8 million..."
He'd known Tarble's talent might be beyond imagination.
He just hadn't expected Tarble's training speed, even at the Super Saiyan stage, to be so far beyond his own!
Tarble was a Low-Class Warrior?
And he was an Elite Warrior?
What a joke!
For a moment, Vegeta thought that the Saiyans' old method of classifying warriors into upper and lower ranks had been utterly stupid.
No wonder they'd eventually been wiped out!
With a system like that, warriors who actually had great talent had been forcibly exiled!
In the end, their race had been too weak as a whole, and someone had wiped them out.
He used to think that, if not for Frieza, the Saiyans would have lived just fine.
Now that he thought about it, their extinction had only been a matter of time.
Seeing Vegeta suddenly fall into deep thought, Tarble waited two or three seconds before calling to him softly.
"Big Brother Vegeta, are you all right?"
"Why did you suddenly go quiet?"
The soft call brought Vegeta's thoughts back.
His eyes were still as round as bells, and his expression was extremely complicated.
Shock!
Relief!
Resentment!
And disbelief!
Along with a faint sense of release and loneliness.
At the same time, he became certain of one thing—
Tarble was undoubtedly the strongest pure-blooded Saiyan in history!
"Tarble!"
He called out, then abruptly fell silent. His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't bring himself to say what came next.
Tarble gave him an earnest look and encouraged him. "Big Brother, just say what's on your mind. I can take it!"
At the sight of him, a trace of regret flickered deep in Vegeta's eyes for no apparent reason.
"Tarble, I should have gone to find you sooner!"
"You're the most talented Saiyan. We were all wrong before!"
"Terribly wrong!"
"Warriors with exceptional talent could very well be hidden among the Low-Class Warriors."
"Unfortunately, we Saiyans have been getting it wrong all along!"
After hearing this, Tarble finally understood why Vegeta's expression had been so complicated.
Vegeta had imagined him to be the most talented Elite Warrior!
But he wasn't the most talented Saiyan.
That was Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan—a young Saiyan still living a primitive, subsistence life on Planet Vampa!
His eyes flickered as he said, "Big Brother, is it possible that among all the Low-Class Saiyan Warriors, only Kakarot and I are unusual?"
"And I'm the more unusual one?"
Vegeta thought that sounded reasonable, yet something about it still seemed off.
But he couldn't put his finger on what.
Then Tarble continued, "Even if I really am more talented than most people, aren't I still weak right now?"
"My normal power level is only 677.8 million, while yours is..."
"You probably gained another 250 million today, right?"
"That puts your normal power level at 101.25 billion. How long will it take me to catch up with you?"
Vegeta: ???
Was that what I was talking about?
I was talking about training speed!
Why are you bringing up strength?
You know how long you've been training, don't you?
No!
It seemed he had to get used to even higher gravity. Otherwise, Tarble might surpass him in less than half a year!
Vegeta suddenly felt pressed for time, and his fighting spirit flared anew.
And this time, the person who had fired him up was none other than Tarble—the one he didn't want to surpass him so quickly.
All these changes in Vegeta's expression hadn't escaped Tarble.
Even without the ability to read minds, he could more or less guess what Vegeta was thinking.
He just didn't want to admit defeat!
Or perhaps he was excited to see Tarble's outrageous talent.
But Tarble's goal wasn't to surpass Vegeta or Son Goku.
Now that he had successfully become a Super Saiyan 2, it was time to put his plan to enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber on the agenda!
With that in mind, he spoke up at once. "Big Brother, tomorrow I plan to enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber with Rix to train."
"I want to see if it really is as amazing as you said—one year inside, while only one day passes outside."
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