Saiyan Renar

Nos flared his aura, locking tightly onto Sack.

He tried even harder to put invisible pressure on him.

Sack sighed inwardly.

The other man had attacked with a killing move right away. He had no intention of letting him off.

On the surface, he was wildly arrogant and conceited, and the moment he struck, it was an all-out blow that could split mountains and crack stone.

Unfortunately, Nos, with a battle power of 3,200, was no more than an ant in his eyes.

He snorted coldly inwardly. The God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force circulated through his entire body, and the giant elephant swayed.

The pressure surrounding him vanished in an instant.

In this world, most of it was all imposing aura and pressure; mental pressure was entirely incidental.

It could be said that if they wanted strength, they had strength; if they wanted technique, they still only had strength.

To neutralize such a trick, even without the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force, he could have done it easily with his own experience.

As for Nos's killing move—

That punch infused with ki, in his eyes, was not only absurdly slow, but so weak it felt limp and powerless.

An attack of this level was something his fleshly body could withstand head-on.

He sighed inwardly.

This world was still mainly about speed and power, about contests between ki and ki techniques.

As for everything else, it was simply too poor to look at.

The overall cultivation environment was terrible beyond belief.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he raised a palm to meet it.

Yet his expression showed terror as he shouted.

"Nos, I've treated you well enough! Why did you sneak attack my kidney, and now you want to take my life?"

As he spoke, the force throughout his body grew heavier, but his face was full of panic and unease; even bloodshot streaks surfaced in his eyes after that burst of madness.

Nos laughed wildly.

"Haha, why? Of course it's for Renar.

With a guy like you around, Renar's whole heart is set on you. Of course you deserve to die.

As long as you're dead, Renar will be mine. Mine. All mine."

Sack curled his lip in disdain. He had guessed it was something like this.

This bootlicker.

Did he really think that without him, he would be able to win Renar's heart?

Nos's fist wind was like a steel blade, whooshing as it scraped across Sack's face.

"Die!"

Sack's eyes were filled with chill. Ruthlessness surged in his heart, and he increased his strength by another thirty percent out of nowhere.

He could not drag this out!

Putting aside the fact that there were still three Saiyans left here, the key was Frieza's scouters.

Those things could monitor and eavesdrop.

Bang!

Pfft—

Sack took Nos's blow head-on.

Finding that nothing much had happened to him, he could only injure himself and spray out a mouthful of blood. His whole body slid straight down as he grabbed Nos's feet.

With both hands pressing down hard, his entire body flew backward, sticking close to Nos's back.

Nos's whole body tensed.

"What?"

At the same time, Sack cried out in alarm.

"What kind of monster are you? Help!"

As he shouted, his hands changed from claws into fists and smashed viciously into Nos's back.

And that was not all.

The instant his fists struck Nos, before Nos could be sent flying forward under the force—

His fists changed into palms, and ki rapidly surged out through his body.

Light flashed, and a thick ki wave directly pierced through Nos.

"Ghh, ghh, ghh!"

Nos stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that he was actually going to die.

"You."

Sack's eyes were icy, calm as a deep pool.

When he opened his mouth, what came out was panic, resentment, confusion, and unwillingness.

"What kind of monster... I'm actually going to die here."

With the last breath left in him, Nos glared with bulging eyes.

Where had any monster come from?

Wasn't this your own attack?

Had this guy completely lost his mind?

Before he could express any more emotion, his entire body creaked and groaned, then exploded with a boom.

Naturally, the scouter could not avoid it either. It was directly destroyed, melted away, and followed in the footsteps of Sack's scouter.

Sack flew out of the sparks in a sorry state.

"A small problem solved. Now, I need to control my aura.

Fortunately, I already have a lead."

Thinking this, Sack maintained his battle power at 3,200 and flew straight toward the sea.

The other three Saiyans.

After noticing a brief fluctuation in the detection data, they saw a battle power of 3,200 appear again.

Only then did they relax and continue slaughtering the natives of this planet.

"Good thing it's the sea. By the time they come over, there'll be nothing here, not even dead fish after the currents spread them out.

They definitely won't find the slightest trace of me.

I just don't know if my act can fool Frieza."

Sack's gaze was cold as he flew toward the other side of the sea.

While flying, he also controlled the qi inside his body, slowly pouring it into the giant elephants within him.

Just now, when he had subconsciously controlled his battle power, part of the qi breathed out by the giant elephants had actually fused perfectly back into them.

The outside world was actually unable to detect that qi.

Sack knew he might have found the right direction.

If all the qi inside his body entered the giant elephants, then whether it was Frieza's scouters or a martial artist's qi sensing, none of them would be able to discover him.

It was even more thorough than the way Earth's martial artists suppressed their qi.

Once battle began, he could control the amount of qi at will and catch the enemy completely off guard.

This would make it impossible for others to figure out his exact strength.

Like a black hole, deep, eerie, and terrifying.

If they could not determine his battle power, they would have no way to fight at all.

At any time, the unknown was the most frightening thing.

Sack was still somewhat lacking in strength, but in terms of how he appeared, he had become the most terrifying person.

After flying across two-thirds of the sea, Sack finally controlled all the qi inside his body and poured every bit of it into the giant elephants.

Sack usually flew in the air.

He clenched his fist.

"My physical strength is no joke either. Even if it doesn't reach 3,500, it's at least 2,000.

That makes my overall battle power extremely formidable.

This was the key to why I could so easily kill Nos in close combat."

Muttering to himself, Sack plunged straight into the seabed, his whole body swimming rapidly forward.

After finding a spot at the bottom of a cliff by the sea, Sack began cultivating like mad.

No matter what, strength was the foundation.

The immense pressure at the bottom of the sea made Sack's flesh tense, increasing his speed of absorbing vital energy by more than ten times.

During his cultivation of the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force, it also constantly tempered and strengthened his body.

His body's improvement drove the absorption of vital energy;

with a large amount of vital energy, his cultivation of the God Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force grew faster and faster;

His divine technique progressed rapidly, and his physical body kept improving.

Thus, a positive cycle formed.

It continued until Sack had condensed two hundred mature giant elephants and one tender pink calf within his body.

Only then did his ki combat power reach 6,000.

Sack shot out from the bottom of the sea, sending up waves in his wake.

The ki inside him filled his entire body, like a stallion in its prime galloping at full tilt, brimming with vitality.

He simply stood in the air, eyes closed, carefully sensing the power that was constantly being born within him.

With a casual clench of his hand, space rippled violently, as if it were a delicate child unable to withstand an assault.

As his physical body strengthened, even his tail—once his weakness—made great progress.

It stretched casually behind him, and with every sweep and chop, the air cracked and popped.

Clearly, Sack's tail had also become knotted with power and was no longer his weakness.

His overall combat power was at least above ten thousand.

In a one-on-one fight, relying on the advantage of a physical body that did not fear attrition, he might even be able to take down King Vegeta.

In this world, once your ki was gone, it was truly gone.

But he was different. Even if his ki ran out, his physical body could still keep attacking.

"My body is like iron, yet not iron. If I cultivate for a while longer, I'll find a chance to leave this planet."

Sack opened his eyes.

Divine light blazed within them.

An old, hoarse voice caught in phlegm.

His face was dark, stunned, confused, and blank.

Directly ahead of him from where he stood was the coastal cliff.

A young girl in Frieza-issue battle armor, one meter sixty-five tall, with wheat-colored skin, was equally stunned, overjoyed, excited, and tearful.

At her side, the thick tail that had originally been swaying in the wind had gone rigid in midair, not moving at all.

The girl's long hair reached her waist, her brows and eyes were picturesque, she had a pair of phoenix eyes, and her fine nose kept twitching.

The Saiyan girl standing on the mountaintop was one of the members of their squad—Renar.