Vegeta VS Zarbon, Nail

Zarbon's face first showed surprise, then he gave a contemptuous smile. "So you're just a wild monkey!"

Although Vegeta was the Saiyan prince, Zarbon did not take him seriously at all.

After all, they both served under Frieza. Background meant nothing; strength was everything, and Zarbon was far stronger than Vegeta.

So now, Zarbon faced Vegeta with the bearing of a superior.

He also knew the truth behind Planet Vegeta's disappearance back then, since he had witnessed it firsthand.

Although Vegeta now worked under Frieza, Zarbon knew that Frieza did not regard Vegeta as a loyal subordinate.

The moment Vegeta lost his value or posed a threat to him, Frieza would immediately move to eliminate him.

Zarbon also believed that if he wanted to teach Vegeta a lesson, Lord Frieza would certainly not blame him.

Zarbon could not stand Vegeta, and Vegeta naturally could not stand Zarbon either. The two were thoroughly at odds.

"Yo! What are you doing here, stinking monkey?"

"You're looking at me pretty hostilely. Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

"Wait!"

Zarbon's expression suddenly changed, and excitement appeared on his face.

"Why do you have a Dragon Ball on you?"

"Perfect. As long as you obediently hand over the Dragon Ball, I'll consider sparing your life!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Hearing Zarbon's words, Vegeta remained utterly indifferent.

"Tch! What an ugly face!"

Vegeta turned his head and spat.

Zarbon saw Vegeta's action clearly, and his anger immediately flared.

"Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty!"

"You're nothing but a stinking monkey. What gives you the right to put on that face in front of me?"

With a dark expression, Zarbon was about to attack Vegeta.

"Zarbon, do you think I came here to beg for mercy? I came here to take your life!"

"Ha ha ha!"

"Take my life? You arrogant wild monkey!"

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Zarbon laughed wantonly, as though he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

Just a wild monkey—how could he possibly defeat me?

"Not long ago, that fat bastard Dodoria said the exact same thing!"

"Clearly, you've already seen how things turned out for him!"

"Hm?"

"Dodoria was beaten to death by you?"

After thinking it over calmly, Zarbon's face showed some confusion.

He activated his Scouter and found that Vegeta's battle power was only 18,000, no different from before.

As for Dodoria's strength, Zarbon knew it better than anyone.

Dodoria's battle power was as high as 23,000, clearly greater than Vegeta's.

Yet he had died at Vegeta's hands.

Moreover, Zarbon now saw that Vegeta's aura was steady, and he did not appear to be injured.

How could someone with a battle power of 18,000 defeat an opponent with a battle power of 23,000 without taking any damage?

Zarbon's confusion did not last long before it gradually turned into disdain.

"Hmph! You must have ambushed him!"

"Resorting to a sneak attack—what an uncivilized wild monkey!"

"And besides! Dodoria must have let his guard down!"

"To be defeated by a wild monkey—what an utter humiliation!"

"Now, I'll beat you to death, you stinking monkey!"

Whoosh!

Zarbon immediately launched an attack at Vegeta.

"Hmph!"

Vegeta showed no fear at all and charged straight at him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two were locked in fierce battle.

For the moment, it was impossible to tell who would win.

Whoosh~

Wu Fei's group was still flying through the air.

Suddenly, a massive house appeared ahead.

Wu Fei could clearly sense several auras there that were extremely similar to Piccolo's.

"We're here!"

He turned back and spoke to Son Goku and the others.

"Awesome!" Son Goku looked incredibly excited!

"Hm?"

Piccolo's heart jolted. A powerful sense of belonging suddenly welled up within him.

It was something he had never felt before.

It was as if someone important was waiting for him inside that stone house!

Tap~

Wu Fei and the others landed in the open space before the stone house.

"Who are you?"

At that moment, a sharp aura radiated from within the house.

"So strong!"

Son Goku, Piccolo, and the others were all shaken by that aura.

Tap, tap, tap~

A figure slowly emerged from the stone house.

He was a tall, powerfully built Namekian.

He was Nail, Namek's only pure combat-type Namekian—and also the strongest person on Namek.

Nail now stared coldly at Wu Fei and the others.

He had already prepared himself for battle, ready to strike at any moment.

He had long known that a group of aliens had come to seize the Dragon Balls, stopping at nothing and madly slaughtering his fellow Namekians for them.

This had completely ignited Nail's fury!

As the strongest person on this planet, he had long wanted to go provide support. But he had an even more important duty and could not get away.

What he had not expected was that this group would actually come looking for him on their own!

Perfect. I'll avenge my fallen comrades! Nail thought.

Wu Fei remained calm and composed, while Son Goku and the others were inwardly startled.

"What? Are you and Piccolo twins? You two look way too alike!" Son Goku cried out.

"Yeah! Uncle Piccolo, this uncle looks just like you!" Gohan said as well.

"Alike! They really are too alike! They're practically like blood brothers!"

"Hmph!"

Piccolo proudly turned his head away.

Though nothing showed on his face, his emotions were churning.

He had noticed it too—this Namekian before him looked far too much like himself!

Piccolo knew very little about his own origins to begin with.

Now, he could not help but wonder: Could he really be my brother?

Then Piccolo felt somewhat unwilling to accept it. Although the two looked so alike, the other's strength far surpassed his own!

His intense competitive spirit only made Piccolo even more displeased.

Nail did not care that he and Piccolo looked alike, but he was also quite displeased now.

He looked coldly at Piccolo.

"Hmph! I never expected that, as a Namekian yourself, you would bring aliens to invade Namek and seize the Dragon Balls."

"And you even killed your own people. You are truly the disgrace of the Namekians!"

Son Goku and the others were utterly confused by Nail's words.

"Seizing the Dragon Balls? Killing Namekians?"

"What's going on? We didn't do any of those things!" Son Goku hurriedly explained.

"Sir, Uncle Piccolo is a good person. We came to this planet with no ill intentions!" Gohan also spoke up in Piccolo's defense.

"Hmph!"

Piccolo merely looked coldly at Nail and did not answer.

By now, he understood that Nail had misunderstood him, but it was simply in his nature not to explain himself.

"Hmph!"

"I'll cleanse Namek of scum like you right now!"

Nail once again unleashed a fierce aura, staring fixedly at Piccolo.

Piccolo's strength was vastly inferior to Nail's.

Nail's overwhelming pressure made cold sweat pour from Piccolo.

Piccolo was now firmly suppressed by Nail.

Yet Piccolo still gritted his teeth and held on.

Driven by his intense competitive spirit, Piccolo had no intention of admitting defeat so easily!