Vegeta's strength sounded rather intimidating, as though he could casually destroy planets.
But in Shen Mo's eyes, he was only on Boros's level.
By unleashing all his power, he might truly be able to destroy a planet, but doing so would nearly exhaust all his strength. Even in ordinary combat, he was nowhere near possessing the might to shatter mountains and rivers with every move.
Therefore, Saitama had not used his full strength even now.
Everyone heard Shen Mo's words. In truth, they could all sense that the man named Saitama still wore a relaxed expression.
At last.
Vegeta finished charging his power.
All his strength was thoroughly mobilized. His speed multiplied several times in an instant, and then he charged fiercely toward Saitama.
This time, Saitama was not sent flying.
Instead, he extended his palm and steadily caught the blow.
Boom--!
Waves of Ki rolled outward. Though it was merely a clash of fists, the force it unleashed was like a meteor striking the earth. Even the ground around them churned like waves being lifted by the sea, soaring high into the air before collapsing.
Everyone except Shen Mo, including Piccolo, was sent flying by the terrifying waves of force.
They raised their hands to shield their eyes, but their astonished expressions were impossible to hide.
The scale of it had once again surpassed their imaginations.
After a long moment of upheaval between heaven and earth, everyone impatiently wanted to see what had happened at the center of the collision. Which was stronger—the Vegeta who had used all his strength, or the otherworldly man who looked completely at ease?
The billowing dust slowly settled.
What appeared before everyone's eyes were the two figures locked in a stalemate.
More precisely, it was Vegeta, gritting his teeth with his eyes bulging