Vegeta's Fighting Spirit

For the past two days, Gohan had been teaching Videl how to perceive ki, while simultaneously pushing his Three-Tomoe Sharingan to 100% completion to unlock the next lottery ability.

At the same time, he had completely mastered the 50% Vegeta simulation; relying on this combat data, he had become intimately familiar with Vegeta's fighting style.

Intending to acquire more combat data, he sought out Trunks and asked him to help retrieve the files.

Trunks, having been easily swayed, immediately went back to fetch them.

However, this time, things were not as easy as before.

Before Trunks could leave after securing the data, he was stopped in his tracks by a voice.

"Trunks, where do you think you're going?"

Vegeta stared at him with an icy expression. The intensity of that gaze made Trunks shiver, a cold sweat breaking out as he turned around.

Unable to face Vegeta, he forced a smile and said, "Dad, I... I made plans with Goten, I was just heading over to hang out with him!"

How could Vegeta not know his own son? He stared straight at him, spotting the data in the boy's hands.

"Oh, is that so?" Vegeta said coldly. "But does that brat Goten need you to bring my data along with you?"

"I knew who you gave my combat data to last time without even asking. What does that guy Gohan want with my data?"

Not expecting Vegeta to have known all along, Trunks offered a bitter smile and had no choice but to confess.

"It's Gohan. He... he wants to use Dad's combat data for training!"

Vegeta knew it was for training, of course, but he still had one lingering question.

"Gohan already took my 50% data before. Does he really need this new batch? Has he already outgrown the last one?"

Trunks nodded, and as he thought of something, his face lit up with excitement.

"Gohan is amazing! He can already defeat your 50% combat simulation in under a minute!"

Vegeta's expression shifted slightly. He truly hadn't expected Gohan to be able to overcome his 50% simulation in just a minute!

It piqued his interest. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Oh, really? I'd like to see that. Very well, Trunks, I'll deliver this data myself."

"Just hand it over!"

Trunks was stunned. "Dad, you're going to deliver it?"

Vegeta nodded, snatched the combat data from Trunks, and shooed him away.

The moment Trunks left, he crushed the data into powder.

With a sneer, his arrogant nature wouldn't allow anyone else to possess his combat simulations. A cold, mocking smile spread across his face.

"So, Gohan wants my combat data for training? Fine, I'll give him some—but not in the form of a simulation."

"He's getting a special training session from me personally!"

Locking onto Gohan's ki, Vegeta, now unburdened by restraint, transformed into a streak of light and shot off.

He intended to give Gohan some special training, and at the same time, he wanted to see just what level Kakarot's son had actually reached.

He simply didn't believe that the boy could defeat his 50% simulation in a minute.

Out on the plains, Gohan, with his Three-Tomoe Sharingan active, hadn't deactivated his eyes for two days and two nights.

He had kept them open even while eating, and now, he had finally pushed the Three-Tomoe Sharingan to 100%.

This meant he could now trap anyone with a lower combat power than his own in an illusion, confusing his opponents and seizing control of his enemies.

While this ability was more of a support skill—useless against powerful foes—it was quite effective against ordinary humans.

Although the Three-Tomoe Sharingan had reached 100%, his Ultra Instinct remained stalled at 1.2%.

Reaching 2% was proving too difficult, and Ultra Instinct wasn't something that could be mastered through training alone; he needed more opportunities to cultivate his mental strength.

Reflecting on this, he descended from the sky and reverted from his Super Saiyan 1 state. Videl, who had been waiting impatiently, hurried over.

Carrying a bento box with a warm, sweet smile, Videl was the very definition of a doting and sensible girlfriend.

"Gohan, I had the chef prepare all your favorites today. And look, I made some of these dishes myself."

"Even my father hasn't tasted these! I made them specifically for you."

Seeing Videl's enthusiasm, Gohan smiled and didn't refuse. He took the luxurious bento box, but just as he was about to eat, he felt a powerful cluster of energy approaching. He frowned; the person would arrive in thirty seconds.

This energy signature was rare on Earth—it was clearly Vegeta.

No one else could make him feel even a hint of danger.

Not expecting Vegeta to come looking for him, Gohan paused, his hand hovering over the bento box, before he finally closed the lid.

Videl looked on, confused and worried as she watched Gohan set the food aside.

"Gohan, do you not like this food?"

Seeing Videl looking a bit dejected, Gohan looked up and said softly, "It's not that. I'll eat in a moment; someone is coming to find me."

"They'll be here in about half a minute!"

Videl looked puzzled. Her ki was still too weak, and looking up at the sky, it was impossible for her to sense anything!

Moreover, Vegeta's speed was immense; he didn't even need 30 seconds—it took him only 25!

Like a bolt of light, Vegeta descended from the sky, kicking up a violent gale as he slammed directly into the ground.

Whoosh!

For a moment, a fierce wind swept across the plains, causing even the nearby hills to tremble.

Vegeta's ki was overwhelming. The current Vegeta was a battle-crazed maniac; with little sense of family, he only wanted to surpass Kakarot!

He was obsessed with becoming stronger, obsessed with fighting!

Refusing to allow any Saiyan to stand above him, Vegeta's violent energy was truly piercing.

If Gohan hadn't shielded Videl, she would have been blown away the moment he landed.

Videl clearly felt the terrifying aura of the man before her, her face turning pale and ghastly.

The Vegeta before her was even more terrifying than the combat simulation she had seen before. He was like a nuclear weapon, ready to detonate at any moment, capable of turning this place into ashes!

Hiding in Gohan's arms, Videl began to tremble.

"Gohan, he... he isn't the combat simulation you were training with. His... his aura is too terrifying."

Videl couldn't bear it at all. Gohan glanced at her, then looked up, staring coldly at Vegeta in the distance.

The current Vegeta was far too inconsiderate, prompting Gohan to speak up: "Uncle Vegeta, you've come suddenly—I don't know what business you have."

"Can't you see that I'm on a date with my girlfriend? If you have something to say, why not wait until I've finished?"

How could Vegeta ever wait for anyone? He didn't even put Videl in his eyes, letting out a cold snort.

He stepped forward, his intense pressure bearing down on them.

"Gohan," he said coldly, "I heard from Trunks that you can defeat my combat simulation in a minute. I'm very curious to know if that's true."

It seemed Vegeta was aware that his combat simulation had been utilized.

After questioning Trunks and learning that Gohan could defeat his simulation in a minute, he had immediately become interested and come to find him.

Realizing he couldn't avoid this, Gohan glanced at the distressed Videl in his arms, then looked up with a calm expression.

"That's right, Uncle Vegeta. I know you want to test whether I truly have that kind of strength."

"I can accompany you for a test, but my girlfriend is here, and this spot isn't suitable for a spar. How about we head over there instead?"

As he pointed to the high altitude in the distance, Vegeta curled his lip. Though he didn't explicitly agree, he turned and shot off into the air.

His actions made his intentions clear. Seeing Vegeta's arrogant expression, and especially that terrifying energy, Videl looked worried, gripping Gohan's hand with concern.

"Gohan, his ki is too terrifying. Are you really going to fight him? Please, don't do anything reckless!"

Videl understood how powerful he was; Vegeta could destroy the Earth if he wanted to!

If he truly decided to destroy the planet, no one could stop him.

Even so, Gohan wasn't afraid. In fact, he had been waiting for this day for a long time. He had used Vegeta's simulation to train, learning his combat style.

He had been strengthening himself, but those were just simulations—they couldn't compare to fighting the real Vegeta!

Saiyans needed real battles to break through their limits; relying solely on training wouldn't work!

He had to strengthen himself. He didn't want to miss this opportunity. If he couldn't even catch up to Vegeta, he wouldn't be worthy of chasing Kakarot, wouldn't be worthy of entering the top tier of fighters, and wouldn't be worthy of fighting the future Majin Buu or chasing the God of Destruction!

So, he patted Videl on the head, smiled gently, and left her with a final word.

"Wait for me here for a moment. Don't worry, I'll be fine. This guy is too rude; I'm going to go teach him a lesson for you!"

With a casual remark, Gohan moved, his entire body surging as he flew out to meet him.

Videl wanted to follow using the Flight Technique, but before she could move, she was stopped by someone who suddenly appeared.

Piccolo appeared before her, leaving her stunned and unable to react in time.

She could only hear Piccolo say calmly.

"Stay here and don't move. Gohan might not necessarily lose."

Having observed Gohan for a long time, Piccolo was also looking forward to this battle. He had witnessed Gohan's growth, which was in no way inferior to Vegeta's.

The fact that Vegeta had been provoked had everything to do with him; he watched on with a playful glint in his eyes.

Knowing he couldn't be Gohan's training partner himself, he had deliberately found ways to provoke Vegeta into becoming Gohan's opponent!

The result was promising. Now, the only one who could truly serve as Gohan's opponent was Vegeta!

He only hoped Vegeta wouldn't hold back too much—though, of course, that would depend on what Gohan was capable of.