Super Saiyan Full Power

"It seemed the Tiger Talisman's effect was even better than I had imagined."

Sun Wuxiu stood in the Gravity Chamber, looking at himself in the mirror.

Golden hair and emerald eyes, yet his aura was as calm as a stagnant pool.

Without looking at his appearance, no one would even sense that he was a monster with a power level of five hundred million.

"Next, I need to increase the intensity."

Sun Wuxiu activated the gravity system.

[Gravity Multiplier: 500x]

Under this gravity, he began high-intensity physical training while maintaining that full power state of "a heart still as water."

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

Beyond Earth, at the distant end of Snake Way.

King Kai's Planet.

"Haahhh!!"

Son Goku, dressed in a gi with the words "King Kai" printed on the back, was chasing a monkey named Bubbles at full speed.

The gravity here was ten times that of Earth.

For Goku now, this level of gravity was no longer a problem at all.

"Very good, Goku! You've gotten even faster!"

King Kai wore sunglasses and drove his red antique car around nearby, stopwatch in hand.

"Hehe! King Kai, I've already caught Bubbles! When are you going to teach me that... Kaioken?"

Goku asked excitedly.

"Don't rush. Your foundation is good, but if you want to withstand the strain of the Kaioken, you still need more training."

King Kai looked at Goku and nodded inwardly.

This Saiyan kid really was a genius.

In just half a year, he had not only adapted to the environment here, but had also learned several of King Kai's corny jokes. Though they were not funny.

"If he can learn the Kaioken and the Spirit Bomb... perhaps he really can create a miracle."

Earth, wilderness.

Bang!!

A small figure was slammed viciously into a boulder.

Son Gohan climbed to his feet and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. There was less cowardice in his eyes now, and more determination.

Across from him, Piccolo floated in the air with his arms folded, his face cold and stern.

"What's wrong? Are you already out of strength?"

Piccolo snorted.

"If that's all you've got, go back and drink milk with your mommy! Sun Wuxiu handed you over to me, not so I could watch you cry!"

"I... I'm not crying!"

Gohan gritted his teeth, his childish face filled with stubborn defiance.

"I want to become stronger! I want to protect everyone like Dad and Uncle!"

Masenko—!!

Gohan raised both hands over his head, and a yellow energy wave blasted forth.

"Oh? Interesting."

The corner of Piccolo's mouth lifted in an almost imperceptible smile as he casually deflected the attack.

Over the past half year, this brat's progress had been so rapid that even he, the Great Demon King, found it alarming.

Was this the power of a Saiyan-Earthling hybrid?

"Looks like I can't slack off either."

Piccolo watched Gohan charge at him again, and the fighting spirit in his eyes ignited as well.

West City, Capsule Corp.

Time had reached the tenth month.

The doors of the Gravity Training Chamber opened once more.

This time, Sun Wuxiu emerged with the same head of golden hair.

But the feeling he gave off had changed completely.

If he had been a sharp sword drawn from its sheath when he first transformed, his edge exposed and capable of hurting both others and himself—

Then now, he was a divine weapon hidden within its sheath.

He had returned to simplicity.

Wearing an ordinary T-shirt, he walked through the garden and even drew a butterfly to perch on his fingertip.

The butterfly was not burned to ashes by the Super Saiyan's energy. Instead, it rested peacefully, as though it had landed on a flower.

"Finally... I did it."

Sun Wuxiu looked at the butterfly on his fingertip and revealed a relieved smile.

Full power.

It had been completely achieved.

Now, he could maintain this form at all times, living in it as naturally as breathing. The drain on his stamina had been reduced to the minimum, to the point where it was almost negligible.

Moreover, with those emotional fluctuations eliminated, his composure and judgment in battle would reach an unprecedented height.

"My power level... doesn't feel as dramatically increased as it did when I first transformed, when it surged fiftyfold."

Sun Wuxiu clenched his fist.

"But I can feel that my control over these six hundred million power levels has reached 100%."

Although ten months had passed, his base power level had only risen by two million, reaching twelve million.

But...

"Now, I only need one finger to defeat the me from ten months ago."

That was the difference in realms.

"Two more months..."

Sun Wuxiu raised his head toward the sky. His emerald-green eyes seemed to pierce the atmosphere, seeing the two spherical spacecraft rapidly approaching Earth.

"Vegeta. Nappa."

"And Frieza, the Emperor of the Universe."

Sun Wuxiu stretched lazily, the faint golden glow around him appearing especially sacred beneath the sunlight.

"I'm already getting impatient waiting."

"I hope the surprises you bring me will be worthy of my year of effort."

Storm clouds gathered.

There was only a final countdown left until that fateful day.

Every warrior was sharpening his claws and fangs.

Earth was ready to meet the coming impact.

The only question was whether our little prince was ready to be hit by the backlash.

Age 762, November 3rd.

This should have been an ordinary day.

The citizens of East City continued to go about their busy lives, enjoying this hard-won time of peace.

Yet, on a desolate Gobi wasteland thousands of kilometers from East City, a gathering that would determine Earth's fate was quietly taking place.

Beep, beep, beep—

Sun Wuxiu held a small device resembling a tablet. On its screen, two red dots were crossing the atmosphere at a terrifying speed, rapidly closing in on their coordinates.

"It seems the calculations were correct."

Sun Wuxiu glanced at Bulma beside him and said with a smile, "As expected of a genius scientist. This Orbital Prediction Device is simply perfect."

"Of course!"

Bulma wore a practical bulletproof vest and cargo pants today, and held a modified high-energy laser gun in her hand. She knew it would be useless, but holding it made her feel safer.

"As long as we capture the gravitational fluctuations outside the atmosphere, calculating their landing point is child's play for me. This way, those two won't have to destroy any cities, and we won't have to waste Shenron's wishes."

"Nicely done."

Sun Wuxiu put away the device and turned his gaze toward the edge of the sky.

There, the clouds were burning from high-speed friction, as though the sky had been torn open by two wounds.

"They're here."

As Sun Wuxiu's words fell, several piercing sounds rang out in succession.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several figures flew in from different directions and landed steadily upon the Gobi plain strewn with jagged rocks.

Krillin, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha.

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