The Lewd Yajirobe

"What immense power!" Wang Sheng held his hands before him, his small frame pushed back continuously by the sheer force of the impact, carving two deep furrows into the ground with his heels.

"Die!" Vegeta roared, his right hand clenched into a fist as he lunged toward Wang Sheng at breakneck speed.

Ah!

Wang Sheng barely managed to cross his arms over his chest, but Vegeta's power was overwhelming. Unable to fully withstand the blow, Wang Sheng was sent flying backward.

"Die!"

A savage grin spread across Vegeta's face. He waved his hands rapidly, hurling countless energy blasts at Wang Sheng.

This was his signature technique, the Prince Tactics!

The sound of constant explosions filled the air. As Vegeta threw the energy blasts as if they were worthless, the light from the intense detonations grew ever brighter.

"Are you not going to intervene?" Goku asked, urging Wang Yang, who stood by his side, as he witnessed the scene.

"It's fine!" Wang Yang shook his head. He could sense that the seal he had personally placed within Wang Sheng was loosening, with energy leaking out in thin wisps.

One had to remember that Wang Sheng was conceived by Wang Yang and Bulma when Wang Yang's combat power was at its peak. Not only did he possess immense potential, but he also harbored a terrifying amount of energy within his body.

Over these past five years, the energy inside Wang Sheng had grown vast. Without the seal he had placed, a Vegeta with a mere 18,000 combat power would be no match for him at all.

"Oh dear, oh dear, Wang Sheng, you mustn't die." Krillin's mouth hung open as he watched the area engulfed by the massive explosions with concern.

Not far away, a stout man moved like a small tank, flashing across the ground with incredible speed. After seven or eight blinks, he appeared beside Gohan.

The fat man scooped up the heavily injured Gohan and vanished from the spot in a flash.

"Yajirobe?" Goku, who had been constantly worried about his son, looked surprised when he saw the newcomer.

This familiar scene reminded him of the time he was defeated by King Piccolo, and Yajirobe had carried his dying body to Korin Tower.

"Gohan, you must pull yourself together. Defeating these two Saiyans is up to you now," Yajirobe muttered to himself before pulling a cloth bag from his robes and pinching out a Senzu Bean, which he placed into Gohan's mouth.

Gohan chewed with difficulty, his teeth making a crisp crunching sound. As he swallowed the Senzu Bean, his entire body shuddered, and he instantly regained his vitality, his lethargy vanishing.

He sprang to his feet with a kip-up.

"That's amazing! Thank you, Uncle! Uncle, is this a Senzu Bean?" Gohan asked happily, thanking Yajirobe.

"That it is!"

Yajirobe lifted his head with a look of pride.

"Uncle, there are two more in your bag. Could you please save Uncle Piccolo and the others too?" Gohan's sharp eyes had spotted the remaining beans in Yajirobe's bag.

"Don't waste the Senzu Beans. Those two have too little power; even if I saved them, they wouldn't be able to beat that powerful Saiyan. The beans should be used on those who can actually do something." Yajirobe shook his round head like a rattle.

"This?" Gohan looked disappointed.

"Hurry up and go fight. I don't know if that brat Wang Sheng has been killed yet, I need to go check." Yajirobe pushed Gohan, signaling him to head out and fight.

"Uncle, you're so strong, why don't you fight with me?" Gohan looked at Yajirobe with hopeful eyes.

"I'm not going! Fighting is for you lot."

At these words, Yajirobe shook his head frantically.

With his persuasion failing, a helpless Gohan had no choice but to head out alone. He let out an angry shout and took to the sky.

Vegeta stood in mid-air, arms crossed, looking down at the billowing smoke with a wild, arrogant grin on his face.

"Ha! As expected, I, Vegeta, am invincible."

Just then, Vegeta's expression froze as he stared in shock at Gohan, who was charging toward him completely unscathed.

"What is going on with this guy? How did he recover?"

One had to know that even in the cosmos, those in the most advanced medical tanks required several hours to recover.

Could it be him? Vegeta's gaze shifted to the panting Piccolo. He had heard that Namekians possessed special abilities that could heal injuries quickly.

No, that's not it. He is a warrior-type Namekian.

"Damn it, I will never forgive you!" Seeing that Wang Sheng's fate looked grim, Gohan's face twisted in rage, and his aura began to skyrocket.

His combat power has risen. Right, a Saiyan's combat power increases after recovering from a near-death injury.

"Kid, don't think that just because you've recovered you'll be a match for me. Let's see if you can recover after I beat you to death this time!" Vegeta pointed at Gohan, furious.

As the dignified Prince Vegeta, being entangled in an endless fight with children was a massive insult.

With that, Vegeta ignored Wang Sheng, who was still in the smoke, and surged with a powerful aura as he charged toward Gohan.

"Come on!"

Gohan took a stance in mid-air, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on Vegeta.

Already possessing remarkable combat power, Gohan's strength had increased significantly after this recovery. He was actually able to barely keep up with Vegeta, occasionally causing him some trouble during the fight.

Gohan! Goku frowned, deeply worried as he watched his son being battered by Vegeta.

After pushing Gohan away, Yajirobe noticed that Vegeta's attention was entirely on the boy. He snuck around, darting back and forth, and quickly slipped into the smoke.

"This kid... though he seems cowardly and obsessed with self-preservation, he is actually quite useful at critical moments." Wang Yang couldn't help but smile at the sight of Yajirobe's sneaky figure.

With a roar full of righteous fury, Wang Sheng burst out of the smoke like a meteor, soaring into the sky with earth-shattering power and forcefully inserting himself back into the fray.

The addition of Wang Sheng gave Gohan a moment to catch his breath; he immediately ceded the offensive to Wang Sheng, shifting to a supporting role on the sidelines.

"What?" Vegeta was shocked. How had this guy Wang Sheng recovered as well? Especially now that Wang Sheng's strength had climbed to a new level, he found it incredibly taxing to deal with their combined assault. With Wang Sheng leading the attack and Gohan assisting from the side, the three of them fought fiercely in the sky, their figures flickering and shifting incessantly.

The intensity of the battle was such that Piccolo and Krillin, gasping for air below, could not even track their movements.

I never expected that in just one year, Gohan would have already surpassed me. Piccolo kept his eyes locked on the sky, his heart filled with complex emotions.

As the smoke cleared below, Vegeta's sharp eyes caught a sneaky figure amidst the heat of battle.

It's him! It has to be him—that damned fatty, I'm going to tear you to pieces!

Vegeta gritted his teeth, glaring at the obese, wretched figure.

Distracted during the fight, Vegeta was immediately struck by Wang Sheng's fist. With his defenses broken, Vegeta found himself caught in a brutal pummeling by Wang Sheng and Gohan, submerged under a barrage of countless blows.