Vegeta, Look, This is a Super Saiyan!

"Kakarot, let's have some real fun, you and I!" Vegeta's lips curled into a faint, shallow arc.

"Alright then..." Sun Wukong nodded, then turned to Krillin and the others. "You don't need to interfere!"

"Wukong... good luck!" Krillin urged hurriedly.

"Yeah, Wukong, it's all up to you. Just feeling this guy's ki earlier... it was suffocating! There's no way we could be his match." Yamcha shook his head, his face deathly pale with fear.

"It's down to Wukong to solve this again..." Tien Shinhan sighed helplessly.

Sun Wukong said no more and stepped toward Vegeta.

"Kakarot, a low-class warrior like you should feel honored to fight a genius warrior like me!" Vegeta chuckled lightly. "But I have to admit, being able to defeat Nappa is truly impressive!"

"Vegeta... I don't really know what to say to you..." Sun Wukong scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed.

I feel like I'm bullying you.

"You don't need to say much!" Vegeta snorted. "Let me tell you one thing: Saiyans are checked for warrior potential the moment they are born. Those with low combat power, like you, are sent to planets without strong inhabitants! In other words, you were discarded."

"I feel like I should say... thanks for that, because that's the reason I came to Earth..." Sun Wukong laughed. "And... even though I was discarded, through hard work, I can still surpass you..."

"Hmph, you really know how to joke!" Vegeta was amused. "Then I'll show you the chasm you can never cross, no matter how hard you try!"

With that, Vegeta immediately assumed a fighting stance.

Sun Wukong stood there calmly.

"You... are you looking down on me?" Vegeta's anger flared. "You won't be so calm for long."

"Yeah," Sun Wukong nodded.

"Whoosh!"

Vegeta lunged toward Sun Wukong's position, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks.

Sun Wukong raised his hands, effortlessly blocking every one of Vegeta's attacks.

Ten seconds later.

Vegeta leaped backward, putting some distance between them, and stared at the low-class warrior in shock.

"This... how is this possible?" Vegeta was genuinely stunned.

Have all my attacks been easily blocked by this guy, Kakarot?

How can this be?

"You... you haven't used your true strength!" Vegeta gritted his teeth and shouted.

"That's right," Sun Wukong admitted with a nod.

Piccolo and the others at the scene stared with wide eyes, expressions of utter bewilderment on their faces.

What's going on?

Wukong blocked the attacks of that Saiyan named Vegeta so easily?

And he looks like he still has plenty of energy to spare.

Plus, Wukong said he hasn't even used his real strength yet.

"What kind of training did Wukong go through this past year?" Yamcha sighed deeply.

"Has Wukong really become this strong in less than a year?" Krillin wiped away sweat.

"As much as I hate to admit it, it's the truth," Piccolo said, cold sweat sliding down his face. "This Sun Wukong..."

"Dad is amazing!" Gohan clenched his fists in excitement, his eyes filled with stars of admiration.

I used to think Uncle Piccolo was already incredible.

But compared to my dad, it's like comparing heaven and earth.

"That guy named Vegeta is absolutely furious!" Yamcha remarked.

"If he really is the Prince of Saiyans, and he just called Wukong a low-class warrior while calling himself a genius... this is such a slap in the face..." Krillin didn't know how to describe it.

Wukong, you're really twisting the knife.

"Bastard! Kakarot! Show me your full power!" Vegeta roared in a fit of rage, screaming at Sun Wukong.

"That... might not be a good idea," Sun Wukong scratched his head sheepishly and smiled. "Vegeta, actually, if you just train hard, you'll definitely become as strong as me one day."

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta grew even angrier, his body trembling violently.

Is this something a low-class warrior should be saying?

"Damn you! Who do you think you are!" Vegeta was truly incensed, his energy erupting wildly as if it were bottomless.

At this moment, Vegeta finally released his full energy, his combat power soaring to a height of 18,000.

North King Kai's planet.

King Kai looked toward the direction of Earth from afar, shaking his head and sighing incessantly.

That Saiyan prince named Vegeta was in for a rough time.

What kind of freakish clansman had he run into?

In a mere 150 days, his combat power had stunned everyone by skyrocketing from 500 to nearly a million.

Wasn't the most gifted warrior among the Saiyans supposed to be Sun Wukong?

Vegeta, just how much combat power did you even have?

"Why does it feel like Wukong intends to go easy on him?" King Kai muttered to himself, struggling to understand Sun Wukong's actions.

"Kakarot, you're finished!" Vegeta let out a sinister laugh, whistling through the air toward Sun Wukong's position.

Watching Vegeta charge at him, Sun Wukong suddenly waved his hand.

"Wait a second, Vegeta!" Sun Wukong called out to stop him.

Vegeta slowed to a halt, the corners of his mouth curling upward into an even brighter, colder sneer. "What? It's not too late to surrender now!"

"No, I've been thinking it over, and I've decided to tell you a few things." Sun Wukong took a deep breath.

"You... what do you want to say?" Vegeta's face darkened.

"Let me tell you about the Super Saiyan," Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"You, you, you... you're talking about the Super Saiyan?" Vegeta's expression shifted repeatedly, his face full of shock as he stared at Sun Wukong.

"Yes, that's right." Sun Wukong nodded.

"How much do you know?" Vegeta asked, sounding somewhat agitated.

"Hah!"

Sun Wukong took a deep breath, and suddenly, a golden aura erupted from his body as his hair stood straight up.

A powerful energy surged wildly from Sun Wukong, radiating outward in all directions.

Seeing Sun Wukong's transformation, everyone present was stunned; they widened their eyes, unable to snap out of their daze for a long while.

"Wukong... how did Wukong become like this?" Krillin asked in astonishment.

"And Wukong's energy has become even stronger! It's simply terrifying! This aura..." Yamcha shivered, cold sweat breaking out on his face.

"This..." Piccolo was dumbfounded, his mouth agape, unable to speak for a long time.

"Is that Dad?" Gohan didn't even know what to say.

"Incredible... is this Wukong's transformation?" Chiaotzu was also filled with doubt and surprise.

"Could this be Wukong's true strength?" Tien Shinhan stood agape.

Vegeta's pupils constricted violently, his face changing color again and again.

"See that?" Sun Wukong laughed heartily. "This is a Super Saiyan... simply put, it's a type of transformation."