Vegeta's Horror, Piccolo VS Zarbon

"Ha ha ha! Vegeta, just accept your death!"

"Dodoria is waiting for you in hell!"

Zarbon watched the sky with great interest, waiting to enjoy a spectacular display of fireworks.

He wanted to witness Vegeta, that wild monkey, fall with his own eyes!

Suddenly, Zarbon's mouth fell open, his eyes filled with horror.

"Bang!"

Just as his massive energy wave was about to strike Vegeta, a shockwave suddenly cut across the sky and knocked his attack off course.

"Rumble!"

The energy wave struck a distant mountain range, immediately triggering violent tremors.

"Who was that?!"

"Who dares ruin my plans?!"

The furious Zarbon looked around wildly, his eyes blazing with anger.

He had been just about to kill Vegeta, only for someone to ruin everything at the critical moment!

Very quickly, five people entered Zarbon's field of vision.

A tall, handsome young man; a youth in an orange martial arts uniform; a completely green Namekian; a child with a youthful face; and a short bald man.

It was Wu Fei's group!

"You?"

Vegeta noticed Wu Fei and the others as well.

He had never expected that, at his most critical moment, they would be the ones to save his life!

His aura was extremely weak now, and he could barely maintain flight in midair.

Continuing to fight was already impossible.

Vegeta looked at Wu Fei and the others, and his heart suddenly jolted.

After the battle on Earth, he had long learned how to distinguish the strength of others' auras.

Although Wu Fei and the others were not releasing any aura at the moment and seemed no different from ordinary martial artists—completely unremarkable—

Vegeta's instincts told him that things were definitely not that simple!

Vegeta calmed himself and sensed Wu Fei's group's true auras, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He discovered that he could not see through any of their auras at all. They were unfathomable!

It was one thing that he could not see through Wu Fei. After all, Wu Fei had utterly crushed him on Earth, and he knew there was a huge gap in strength between them.

But Vegeta found that he could not see through Son Goku's strength either.

"Damn it! Has Kakarot surpassed me in strength?"

"Impossible! He's only a low-class warrior, while I am the noble Saiyan Prince!"

"His strength can't possibly surpass mine!"

Vegeta then turned his gaze toward Piccolo.

"Hm?" Vegeta was even more shocked.

He found that Piccolo's aura was actually stronger than his own!

Vegeta was full of disbelief. Back on Earth, he had not taken Piccolo seriously at all.

At that time, killing Piccolo would have been easier for him than crushing an ant.

How could he have imagined that, after so little time, he would now be weaker than that lowly Namekian?

What was more, Vegeta was shocked to discover that Kakarot's son seemed to be stronger than him as well!

"So that means I'm only stronger than that short bald guy now?"

Vegeta's understanding of reality had been completely overturned.

"This is impossible!"

With his immense pride, he simply refused to believe such a fact!

Zarbon, meanwhile, could not distinguish the strength of others' auras and could only judge through his Scouter.

He activated his Scouter and checked the combat power of Wu Fei's group.

He found that the combat power of the people before him ranged from 5,000 to 10,000.

Zarbon immediately looked disdainful. "Hmph! More trash here to die!"

"Hey! Sticking your noses into other people's business isn't a good idea!"

"Since you ruined my plans, I have no choice but to send you all to your deaths!"

"To save time, why don't you all come at me together?"

Zarbon was exceedingly arrogant, not taking Wu Fei and the others seriously at all.

"I have to say, that face of yours is truly hideous!" Wu Fei's voice rang out from the air.

"Damn it!"

"What did you say?"

Zarbon flew into a rage and stared fixedly at Wu Fei.

He was someone who cared greatly about his appearance.

Yet after transforming, while his strength had skyrocketed, his entire appearance had become incomparably ugly.

Though he knew it was the truth, he could not allow anyone else to say it!

If anyone dared say such words to his face, Zarbon would certainly put them to death.

Now, Zarbon's eyes were wide with fury as he prepared to attack Wu Fei.

"What?!"

"What a terrifying pressure!"

Suddenly, Zarbon's expression changed. Cold sweat poured down his face, and his entire body began to tremble.

With just a single look from Wu Fei, he was already unable to move.

Zarbon's heart was filled with doubt. The intimidation radiating from Wu Fei was utterly beyond what a warrior with a power level of around ten thousand could possess!

"Could the Scouter be broken?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Wu Fei's unfathomable strength directly erased Zarbon's desire to make a move.

Wu Fei had no intention of fighting Zarbon at all. The gap between them was simply far too great.

Wu Fei turned to Piccolo and slowly said, "Your turn."

Crack~

Piccolo continuously stretched his joints, looking down with utter disdain at Zarbon, who was shouting below.

He gave a sinister smile. "Leave this ugly bastard to me!"

"Son Goku, watch my performance!"

"Hahaha!"

Piccolo was extremely happy at this moment. It was finally his turn to fight.

"Ah! So I can only be a spectator!"

Son Goku was quite frustrated now.

Just now, he and Piccolo had used rock-paper-scissors to decide who would fight first. Unfortunately, he had lost, so now he could only obediently watch from the sidelines.

Zarbon relaxed somewhat. While he was not confident he could defeat Wu Fei, he had absolute confidence in defeating Piccolo!

"Hahaha!"

"You?"

"I can tell you're stronger than the other Namekians. But before me, you're still an extremely weak existence!"

"If you insist on courting death, then I'll grant your wish! After all, I've killed so many Namekians already. One more won't make a difference!"

Zarbon looked at Piccolo with great interest, already considering how to torture him.

"Tch~"

"You're at death's door and still don't realize it. How laughable!"

"Now I'll avenge the Namekians who died!"

Piccolo cracked his knuckles, fully prepared for battle.

Boom!

Piccolo lowered his body and gathered strength before suddenly shooting forward, leaving a deep footprint in the ground.

Seeing Piccolo take the initiative to attack, Zarbon did not care in the slightest.

Boom!

The two punched each other directly.

"What?!"

Amid his shock, Zarbon was sent staggering backward by Piccolo's punch.

Piccolo had no intention of holding back and pressed his advantage.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Piccolo went all out, battering Zarbon senseless with a flurry of combination punches.

"Damn it?"

"Wasn't his power level under ten thousand? How was he so strong?"

However, by the time Zarbon realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Piccolo gave Zarbon no chance at all and continued his assault.

With such an enormous gap in strength, Zarbon had no ability to resist.

The battle had become completely one-sided, with Zarbon suffering Piccolo's merciless beating.

"Bang!"

"Demon Flash!"

Piccolo punched Zarbon into the air, then instantly fired Demon Flash.

The violent shockwave struck Zarbon directly.

"Ah!"

The energy blast exploded, and Zarbon let out a miserable scream.

At the same time, his aura slowly began to fade.

Piccolo claimed a complete victory!

Until his death, Zarbon never understood how he had been defeated by a Namekian with a power level "under ten thousand"!