Everyone's Putting on an Act

A small speck vanished from sight.

Frieza had sharp eyes and saw clearly that the one flying away was none other than Vegeta.

With a mere battle power of 1,000,000, he had the audacity to attack Slug; he clearly didn't know how to spell the word "death."

If not for Frieza's instructions, Slug would have been exerting his full power, and Vegeta likely would have been swatted into a pulp of meat with a single slap.

Bulma's vision wasn't nearly as sharp, and she didn't understand what had happened; she only saw a blurry figure vanish in an instant.

"Mr. Frieza? That thing that just disappeared~ was that a person?"

Frieza tapped his tail against the ground, took a long gulp of his drink, and let out a burp.

"Yes, indeed. The one who flew away was Vegeta."

Gazing in the direction where Vegeta had disappeared, Frieza's eyes lit up.

Something interesting was happening.

The battle on Namek had been changed beyond recognition due to his arrival.

Nail was distressed; he only wanted to protect the Grand Elder, yet he had been scolded by the Grand Elder for his methods.

Consequently, at the Grand Elder's insistence, he had no choice but to take Dende and fly toward the scene of the battle.

He brought Dende along because Dende possessed healing arts, and of a very exceptional caliber at that.

It wasn't as instantaneous as a Senzu Bean, but it lacked the limitation of having a finite supply.

Nail and Dende were rushing toward the spaceship when a black dot suddenly appeared in the distance, causing Nail to freeze in his tracks.

Soon, the black dot grew larger, and he clearly recognized the person hurtling straight toward him.

It was actually Vegeta!!

"Dende, get out of the way!"

Nail let out a loud shout, shoved Dende aside, and instantly erupted with his full battle power of 350,000, sending waves of energy surging outward.

Gurgle~ Gurgle~

Nail's arms began to swell, growing more than twice their original size!

His energy also increased rapidly, skyrocketing from 350,000 to 500,000!

This situation was just like the power-type Super Saiyan form of the future Trunks: abandoning speed to boost power alone.

Nail had no other choice; Vegeta was approaching at such a high speed with such unstoppable momentum that if he didn't do this, he would likely be smashed to pieces.

Of course, he could have dodged, but the Grand Elder was located in the direction they had come from; if he didn't stop Vegeta from continuing his trajectory, the Grand Elder would certainly be caught in the crossfire.

The Grand Elder's current body could not withstand an impact of this magnitude.

He, Nail, had no choice!

"Haa~~ Stop right there!"

BANG!!

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Nail's mouth, and the veins on his hands burst in several places due to the immense pressure he had endured.

However, he had finally managed to catch Vegeta.

Nail never imagined that the first time he would unleash his full power after increasing his battle strength, it would be to intercept a human bomb!

This left him feeling rather depressed.

One had to realize that Vegeta possessed a battle power of 300,000—how could he have been beaten so miserably?

Nail didn't yet know that this was already the second time Vegeta had been beaten this badly, and that his current battle power had reached 1,000,000!

In less than half an hour since they had parted ways, his battle power had tripled!

Terrifying, truly terrifying!

"Dende, come quickly and heal this person; he only has half a breath left!"

It must be said that Vegeta was truly miserable; in less than ten minutes, he had nearly died twice.

Dende didn't hesitate; he had been sent by the Grand Elder specifically to act as a medic, and saving lives was his specialty.

"Po~ poko~ po~ poko-poli!"

Humming the famous tune of Jigglypuff, a green light appeared on Dende's hands.

Five seconds later, Dende spread his hands, traced a circle, pressed his palms down toward his stomach, and let out a heavy breath.

It was just like the finishing move of a martial arts master after channeling their internal energy.

Frieza simply didn't see it; if he had, he surely would have exclaimed: "Are you a transmigrator too? Are you from Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils? It certainly can't be that loser from The Deer and the Cauldron!"

Nail looked at Dende's pretentious display and said with annoyance:

"Don't rush to rest; I'm also quite heavily injured!"

Then, Dende trotted over to Nail on his short legs, thump, thump, thump.

After another round of pretentious posturing, Nail's arm was restored to its original state.

Although he had not experienced the great battle, Nail's combat power had risen slightly; not by much, just barely reaching 400,000.

It really wasn't much!

However, Vegeta was different. When he opened his eyes again, a flash of golden light flickered and vanished.

Vegeta stood up, looked at Nail, then at Dende, knowing that it was Dende who had saved him.

He wanted to say thank you, but his prideful nature prevented him from opening his mouth.

Feeling the power within himself, Vegeta unexpectedly did not laugh arrogantly, but remained silent for a moment.

At this time, his combat power had soared to 2,000,000. Although the increase wasn't as massive as before, it was truly nearing the 3,000,000 minimum combat power required to transform into a Super Saiyan.

From that fleeting golden light just now, it was clear that Vegeta had already touched the threshold of a Super Saiyan.

At this moment, another black dot flew toward them. When it became clear, they realized it was a person.

Dressed in tattered clothes, his signature crab-like hairstyle now reduced to bangs (blown about by the wind), who else could it be but Son Goku!

"Kakarot! You dare to act tough with that pathetic combat power of yours? Are you looking for death!"

This time, with the powerhouse Vegeta and his 2,000,000 combat power present, Son Goku was caught with ease. Looking at the unconscious Son Goku, Vegeta wore an expression of utter disdain.

With a flick of his hand, he tossed Son Goku directly in front of Dende.

To punish him for the injuries he had caused on Earth, he even made sure to let him slide along the ground for a distance.

By the time Son Goku reached Dende, a deep trench had appeared in the ground.

"This man is Gohan's father. Whether you save him or not is up to you!"

As prideful as Vegeta was, he now understood the strength of Slug. Even with his current combat power of 2,000,000, he had no chance of winning against Slug.

Unless he could find the origin of that golden light from earlier; perhaps that was the trait of the legendary Super Saiyan.

Vegeta was truly a combat genius. Although he couldn't distinguish the difference between a regular Super Saiyan and the legendary Super Saiyan, this did not stop him from thinking in the right direction.

Dende felt a bit exhausted. The healing technique had no physical impact on him, but the act of posturing was tiring.

In just a short while, he had already put on an act three times!

And it hadn't even been 10 minutes since he left the Grand Elder!

Dende had a feeling that he would be tired enough to vomit blood today!

Green light appeared as Dende once again finished his work and regulated his internal energy.

Soon, Son Goku woke up, and his condition was better than ever before.

With a sudden, fierce shout!

"Ha!!"

Whoosh—whoosh—

White waves of energy swirled around Son Goku's body, his aura even more powerful than Vegeta's had been just moments ago.

Vegeta's face turned black instantly. Who exactly was the prince of the warrior race, the Saiyans!

On Earth, he had been surpassed by this guy (the moment Son Goku activated the 4x Kaio-ken, he had indeed surpassed Vegeta's combat power!).

Now, after Vegeta had narrowly escaped death twice, he had only just reached 2,000,000, yet Kakarot, this cheater, had only experienced it once and his combat power had soared directly to 2,000,000!

It was simply unreasonable!

Damn heavens, are you blind!

Don't you know who the real combat genius is!

As for Nail, he was already complaining internally, with ten thousand alpacas galloping back and forth through his mind!