Bloodline Pressure!

Just as Son Gohan was about to speak.

Piccolo suddenly stepped forward, staring intently at Lin Fan's hair.

His voice carried a hint of disbelief.

"Lin Fan, your hairstyle..."

"How come it looks exactly like Son Goku's when he turns into a Super Saiyan 3?"

"The only difference is the color! His is golden, while yours is silver-white!"

As soon as Piccolo said that.

Everyone's eyes snapped to Lin Fan's hair.

He was right!

Son Goku's Super Saiyan 3 hair was wild and long, and Lin Fan's hairstyle was almost an exact copy. His silver-white locks hung down his back, looking even more striking than Super Saiyan 3 hair.

Krillin stroked his chin and muttered,

"Now that you mention it..."

"It really does look similar."

"Could you be a Saiyan too, Lin Fan?"

Whis watched from the side, his smile growing wider.

He gestured toward Lin Fan.

"Mr. Lin Fan, it seems everyone is very curious about who you are."

"Why not tell them?"

"I'd love to see their expressions when they learn the truth."

Hearing Whis, Lin Fan planted his hands on his hips.

His gaze swept over everyone present. His voice was not loud, but it reached every ear clearly.

"My name is Lin Fan."

"I am no god."

"Like Son Gohan, I'm a Saiyan."

"To be precise..."

"I'm the Saiyan Progenitor."

Boom!

Lin Fan's words exploded across the deck like a bomb!

Everyone was dumbfounded!

A Saiyan?

The Saiyan Progenitor?

What in the world was that?

Krillin was the first to leap in and challenge him. He pointed at Lin Fan's waist.

"Wait a minute!"

"All Saiyans have tails!"

"If you're a Saiyan, where's your tail?"

"Unless you're not a pure-blooded Saiyan?"

Faced with Krillin's question.

Lin Fan smiled.

He raised a hand and pointed to his waist.

"Who says I don't have a tail?"

"Here it is."

Everyone followed the direction of Lin Fan's finger.

A silver-white tail was wrapped around Lin Fan's waist. It was exactly the same color as his hair and lay snugly against him. Unless you looked closely, you would never notice it!

The moment they saw the tail.

Everyone fell silent!

He had a tail!

That settled it—he was a pure-blooded Saiyan!

Krillin opened his mouth, but couldn't get a word out.

He was completely convinced.

At the same time.

In the Sacred World of the Kai.

When Kibito Kai heard the words "Saiyan Progenitor" come through the crystal ball, he was stunned.

He turned around in confusion and looked at Old Kai.

"Lord Old Kai!"

"What is the Saiyan Progenitor?"

"How come I've never heard of it?"

Old Kai stood with his back to Kibito Kai, his hands clasped behind him. He did not move.

When Old Kai didn't answer, Kibito Kai called out again.

"Lord Old Kai!"

"Come on, say something!"

Only then did Old Kai slowly turn around and glare at Kibito Kai.

"What are you shouting for?"

"I'm thinking!"

After speaking.

Old Kai began pacing, his brows furrowed into a deep frown as he sighed to himself.

"The Saiyan Progenitor..."

"I never thought one would actually exist..."

Kibito Kai hurriedly pressed him.

"Lord Old Kai, what exactly is the Saiyan Progenitor?"

Old Kai stopped and looked at Lin Fan in the crystal ball, his tone carrying a hint of gravity.

"I once saw them mentioned in an ancient text."

"The Saiyan Progenitor is the source of all Saiyans."

"Their power is beyond even the gods!"

"What's more..."

"Their power keeps increasing every second!"

"In the end, they possess infinite power!"

"Infinite power?!"

Kibito Kai sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes wide as saucers.

He cried out,

"Wouldn't that make him just like Lord Zeno?"

After shouting, Kibito Kai abruptly turned to look at Lin Fan in the crystal ball, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Old Kai glanced at him and waved a hand.

"Who knows?"

"That's all the text said."

"Anyway, no matter how powerful he is..."

"It has nothing to do with me."

After speaking, Old Kai turned his gaze back to the crystal ball. A faint, almost imperceptible trace of wariness had entered his eyes.

The scene shifted back to the luxurious cruise ship on Earth.

Piccolo looked at the silver-white tail around Lin Fan's waist and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He forced a smile, thinking to himself,

"Just as I thought!"

"This guy is definitely a Saiyan unlike any of the others, like Vegeta!"

"That hairstyle, that tail, and that unfathomable aura!"

Piccolo's shock had yet to subside.

Nearby, Vegeta had already reached his breaking point.

He glared at Lin Fan, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles had gone white.

The Saiyan Progenitor!

Of course he had heard of him!

When Vegeta was a child, his father, King Vegeta, had told him about the legend!

King Vegeta had said that the Saiyan Progenitor was even more legendary than the Super Saiyan, but for thousands of years, he had been nothing more than a tale. No one had ever seen one!

Vegeta had never imagined it!

That the legendary being really existed!

And was standing right in front of him!

What was even harder for him to accept was this!

Besides Son Goku, his old rival...

Another Saiyan stronger than him had appeared!

A wave of overwhelming resentment churned in Vegeta's heart.

Just then.

Lin Fan started walking toward Vegeta.

He did nothing.

He didn't even release his ki.

And yet Vegeta instantly felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on him!

This wasn't ordinary pressure from someone's presence!

It was a suppression that struck at the level of bloodline!

The bloodline pressure of the Saiyan Progenitor!

It was like a mountain crashing down on Vegeta's chest!

Vegeta's body began to tremble against his will.

His legs even started to buckle, and an uncontrollable urge to fall to his knees surged through him!

Vegeta gritted his teeth and fought with all his might.

He stared at Lin Fan, with only one thought in his mind.

"So strong!"

"This guy is tens of thousands of times stronger than Son Goku and me combined!"

Vegeta's face was full of shock and resentment.

The pride he took in being the Saiyan Prince was crushed to pieces by Lin Fan's bloodline pressure!

Everyone around them noticed Vegeta's strange behavior.

Krillin frowned and muttered,

"What's wrong with Vegeta?"

"Why's he trembling all over?"

Master Roshi stroked his beard and sighed.

"What else could it be?"

"He just can't accept reality."

"But knowing him, he'll pull himself together soon enough."

Everyone nodded.

They all knew Vegeta's nature: proud, competitive, and never one to give up easily.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on Lin Fan.

High in the sky.

Son Goku and Beerus had locked eyes.

Feeling the power of Super Saiyan God within him, Son Goku grinned with excitement.

"Beerus!"

"Come on!"

"Let me see just how powerful a God of Destruction really is!"

Beerus grinned, a fighting spirit glinting in his eyes.

"Heh."

"Just what I had in mind!"

The moment the words left his mouth.

Son Goku and Beerus vanished from where they stood at the same time.

The next instant.

A thunderous crash rang out high above!

Boom!

The battle between Son Goku and Beerus had begun!