Dragon Ball: I, Frieza, Am the Original Transformation Master!
Chapter 34

One Against Three, Planet Trembles

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This time, Vegeta did not bury his head into the ground, because his buddy Son Goku caught him.

Although Vegeta had once committed unforgivable atrocities on Earth, Son Goku still developed a sense of mutual appreciation with him.

This was thanks to the more than half a year they had spent together on Planet Yardrat.

The two did not merely view each other as rivals to surpass; they shared a common goal they both sought to overcome: Frieza.

Vegeta's intense pride would not allow him to be weaker than anyone else, while Son Goku simply desired to become stronger.

The two had different starting points, yet they both possessed a simplicity that others could not comprehend; it was precisely this inner simplicity that allowed them to progress faster than those around them.

However, they were facing Frieza, a freak of nature with talent even greater than theirs, whose strength crushed them both.

"Ohohoho~ How about it, Son Goku and Piccolo, are you interested in a little post-meal digestion exercise?"

Gohan was dumbfounded, and the corner of Piccolo's eye twitched.

You've got to be kidding me, calling such an intense battle a "post-meal digestion exercise"?

"I haven't eaten yet!"

Son Goku is Son Goku; his train of thought is always exceptionally unique.

This time, it was Frieza's turn to be dumbfounded. I was just making a casual remark, and you actually took it seriously?

"Go to Bulma's restaurant; there's plenty of food there!"

Frieza had not lost to Son Goku in terms of combat, but when it came to their thought processes, he had been soundly defeated!

Too exhausted to explain anything to Son Goku, he decided that just going to eat was the simplest solution!

And so.

The chefs at Bulma's house felt like going on strike.

They were already scrambling to keep up with Vegeta alone, and now they had Son Goku and his son Gohan, who were just as capable of devouring everything in sight!

Especially Vegeta—he had just finished a hundred-person portion, so how could he be this hungry again after so little time?

I beg you, please act like human beings!

Bulma watched the scene, supporting her forehead with one hand, stubbing out her cigarette, and making a phone call.

Five minutes later, a large number of delivery personnel in yellow uniforms, riding aerial motorcycles, appeared at Bulma's home in West City.

Fried rice, fried noodles, steak, fried chicken, whole roasted lamb, roasted suckling pig, and other delicacies, along with cakes, desserts, snacks, and drinks, were provided in an endless stream.

"Eat up, eat up! If you can eat me into poverty, that's your ability!"

Bulma had this one good quality: she was generous. As long as her friends made a request, she would generally satisfy it.

Even if her friends didn't ask, she would use gatherings or similar occasions to satisfy those in need.

After the feast, it was naturally time for the "digestion exercise."

This time, there were even more spectators: Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu had all arrived, as had Master Roshi, Oolong, and Puar. Bulma was also present.

Bulma gave her hand a light flick, and with a poof, a long row of tables appeared, laden with various delicacies—the leftovers that the three of them couldn't finish.

If they didn't eat it, it would be a waste!

Being rich meant you could be willful, but wasting food was shameful!

The spectators were ready, and the warriors were in position.

This time, Vegeta, Son Goku, and Piccolo joined forces to battle Frieza.

Although Vegeta was a bit annoyed that Bulma had taken the liberty of inviting everyone to watch, as someone who was freeloading on all the food and drink, he didn't seem to have much room to object.

At least, that was what Vegeta thought.

As for Son Goku, as long as there was a fight, he didn't care about the rest!

As for Piccolo, he had no say in the matter~~

Whoosh~~!

Whoosh~~!

Hum~~!

Two golden auras and one white one surged into the sky; Son Goku and the others had raised their ki to the maximum.

Vegeta was a little over 500 million, Son Goku was 500 million, and Piccolo was 150 million!

BOOM~~~

Frieza unleashed his full power, a purple aura erupting in a rage, his combat power of 800 million instantly crushing the entire field.

"Hraaah~~!"

"Hah~~!"

"······"

"Ohohoho~~!"

The battle had only just begun, and the scene had already reached a white-hot state.

Son Goku took charge of the main assault, his wide-sweeping, heavy-hitting moves forcing Frieza into a direct confrontation.

Vegeta utilized Shift to launch sneak attacks on Frieza from time to time, though he also engaged Frieza head-on.

Piccolo...

Who am I, where am I, wait for me, let me at least find where Frieza is first!!

In the end, Piccolo could only fire the Demon Killer Cannon again and again, but not once did he hit Frieza; instead, he nearly struck Son Goku and Vegeta several times by mistake.

"Ohohoho~~ No, no, no. Your combined combat power has already far surpassed mine, so why are you still so useless!"

Frieza's taunts rained down indiscriminately, instantly enraging Son Goku and Vegeta, while Piccolo was left flushed with humiliation.

"Damn it! Damn it!! Kakarot, hold him down for me, I'm going to unleash a major technique!!"

"Aaaaaah!!!!"

Vegeta repeated his old trick; this time, with Son Goku pinning the enemy down, he could transform into the muscular version of a Super Saiyan without any reservations.

"Piccolo!! You better aim that skill properly, if you hit us by mistake again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Bang~~!

Thud!!!

A thunderous boom erupted in the sky as Vegeta's fist collided directly with Frieza's.

Because of Son Goku's interference, and as for Piccolo, Frieza simply ignored him, yet he was still forced to trade a punch with Vegeta.

With their combat power equalized, this single punch produced the effect of a thunderclap.

The sound forced the onlookers below to cover their ears, as the vibration made their eardrums ache.

"Krillin, think of something, if this keeps up, we're going to be shaken to death!!"

Bulma screamed; she felt as if a thunderbolt had gone off inside her head, and she felt so sick she wanted to vomit.

Son Goku noticed the situation of the crowd below and shouted to Piccolo.

"Piccolo!! Go down there and protect them, you can no longer intervene in this fight!"

Bang~~!

Son Goku was kicked away by Frieza, crashing straight into a massive mountain and shattering it to pieces.

"Ohohoho~~ Getting distracted during a fight is a major taboo, you know!"

Swish~

Frieza vanished from his spot, appearing behind Vegeta the next instant, attempting to repeat his old trick and knock Vegeta unconscious.

However, Vegeta was not the type to forget a lesson; the moment Son Goku was sent flying, he had already prepared his defenses.

Thud~~~

Frieza's hand-blade struck Vegeta's crossed arms, triggering another sonic boom. Fortunately, Piccolo had already reached the onlookers by then, shielding them with an energy barrier.

Although the barrier trembled incessantly, it managed to hold without shattering.

After the failed sneak attack, Frieza retreated, and Son Goku used Instant Transmission to appear exactly where Frieza had been standing.

"Not bad, the coordination between you two is becoming increasingly seamless. Now this is interesting! Ohohoho!"

Swish~

Bang bang bang bang~~!!

Frieza unleashed his full vitality once more; a series of explosions rang out in the sky, and the entire planet began to tremble.

Fear flickered in Piccolo's eyes, for he realized that the planet was already reaching its breaking point!

Boom~ Boom!!!!

Three minutes later, two figures plummeted from the center of the battle straight into the ground, creating not just two craters, but causing the entire planet to split apart!

Bulma shrieked!!

"Son Goku! Vegeta! Frieza!! We're going to die!!!"

...Three chapters delivered. I'll try to write another one tomorrow afternoon; I'm truly too sleepy to keep my eyes open!

Thanks to Shang Long for the Bobo Milk Tea, thanks to Ai Chi Lu Mao Dou's Hong Qian for the like, and thanks to brother Hao Sheng for the tip. I'm very happy!

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