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Seeing the huge number on the scouter, Nappa's breathing immediately caught in his throat.

The reading was completely beyond anything he had imagined.

12000!!!

Even on Planet Vegeta back in the day, that level of power would have counted as exceptionally impressive!

Even an elite warrior from a distinguished lineage like him was nowhere near that level!

How could a mere Namekian possess such combat power?

Could the old-model scouter be malfunctioning again?

In disbelief, he took off the scouter and asked Vegeta over the line, "Hey, Vegeta, my scouter might be broken. What's this Namekian's actual combat power?"

Vegeta still stood with his arms folded, watching ahead. "These people have a way to regulate their power. You don't need to pay attention to the numbers. As long as you stay calm, he won't be your match!"

"Oh, got it!"

Nappa clearly had an inexplicable level of confidence in Vegeta.

He quickly adjusted himself and stared fiercely at Piccolo across from him.

By then, Raditz had already quietly moved over to Vegeta's side.

Son Gohan found his sneaky movements rather amusing and simply said, "Uncle, are you planning to join them like that?"

Vegeta cast Raditz a subtle glance, his eyes even carrying a trace of disdain.

He had never doubted Raditz's actions. After all, this man had previously been known as Raditz the Coward.

Still, thinking about how Raditz had been revived using a Dragon Balls wish made him feel uncomfortable.

He had already regarded that wish as his own a year ago.

Yet who would have thought this useless fool would use it first!

Raditz had no idea Vegeta was displeased. The moment he heard Gohan speak, he immediately retorted, "Gohan, since you're my nephew, I'll give you a reminder. Vegeta is the prince of us Saiyans, and the greatest genius in Saiyan history. You'll never defeat him. If you're smart, you should submit to him early and hand over those things called Dragon Balls!"

He clearly understood what Vegeta wanted, getting straight to the point as soon as he opened his mouth.

That even kept Vegeta, who had originally wanted to scold him for speaking out of turn, from saying anything.

Piccolo, who had taken a fighting stance, rolled his neck before looking at Raditz. "I knew you'd do this. But so what if you join them? All of you, come at me together. Let me see what Saiyans are really capable of!"

He was clearly challenging all three Saiyans at once!

Seeing Piccolo like this, Son Gohan could not help finding it amusing.

People always said Saiyans got cocky once things were going their way. Uncle Piccolo was no different now—he was obviously getting a little overconfident.

Gohan could tell that although Uncle Piccolo had improved tremendously, he was still a little short of Vegeta.

Unless he used the Special Beam Cannon, he would only have a certain chance of defeating Vegeta.

But Vegeta was different from Raditz and the others. It was completely impossible for the Special Beam Cannon to hit him.

Still, with Gohan here, none of that was a problem.

According to the system's assessment, he currently had 37000 combat power, along with the Kaioken and Humanoid Great Ape Power. That was more than enough to deal with the current Vegeta.

The only thing he needed to worry about was Frieza afterward.

It was not that Frieza would necessarily come to Earth, but rather the grudge between him and the Saiyans.

That guy should already know there were Saiyans on Earth.

If he learned that Vegeta had lost here as well, he would come to Earth sooner or later. Frieza was inherently wary of Saiyans, and if he found out someone had surpassed him, there was a high chance he would come to wipe them out completely.

Preparations for that had to be made early!

While he was thinking about Frieza, Nappa had clearly become somewhat impatient.

Piccolo's earlier words had obviously enraged him.

"Hmph, someone at your level doesn't need Prince Vegeta to deal with him!"

Nappa also took up a stance, ready to teach this Namekian a lesson, when another warning appeared on the scouter.

Someone with considerable combat power was clearly approaching again.

Whoosh!

A streak of white light shot in from the horizon, and a small bald man in an orange martial arts uniform landed nearby.

It was Krillin, who had hurried over anxiously from the wilderness.

The moment he arrived, he saw that everyone was confronting one another right in the city.

He instinctively landed beside Son Gohan and asked, "What's going on now?"

"They're already about to fight, Uncle Krillin."

Son Gohan also gave Krillin a careful look. Though they had met many times, Krillin was his father's best friend, so naturally he paid him a little more attention.

"I'll notify them."

Hearing that a battle was about to begin, Krillin quickly took out his phone, snapped some photos, sent them to the group chat, and then @'d everyone!

Seeing how skillfully he used the phone and group chat, Son Gohan couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

At this rate, would there really be Dragon Ball group chats and social feeds in the future?!

It made him think of the videos made by Lord Cell that he had seen on some website in his previous life.

"Looks like they have more companions!"

Vegeta seemed to have already figured something out. He immediately said, "Nappa, Raditz, attack at once. Don't wait for them to gather together!"

Though he was still confident, the thought that he might have to fight personally felt like a hassle!

At Vegeta's command, Nappa stopped hesitating. The rage he had been building up erupted, and he charged fiercely at Piccolo.

Raditz, however, hesitated in place for a moment.

The many times he had been beaten had taught him that he was still far weaker than Piccolo.

Even if he joined forces with Nappa, they would stand no chance!

Only Vegeta could defeat him!

And that was indeed the case.

The next instant, light flashed in midair as a white cape suddenly streaked through the sky.

Then it slammed viciously into Nappa's bald head.

The massive figure was instantly knocked back, sent flying at an even greater speed.

Seeing that Nappa could not even withstand a single move from his opponent, Vegeta's eyes flashed with understanding. He had clearly realized that the scouter had not been malfunctioning earlier.

This Namekian truly possessed a battle power of 12,000!

If they wanted to truly defeat the opponent before them, he would have to act personally.

"Useless trash!"

Having realized this, Vegeta strode forward and kicked Nappa as he flew backward.

The perfectly measured force dispersed Nappa's momentum.

The muscular bald man flipped twice in midair before steadying himself once more.

"Hmph, I'll handle this guy. The rest are for you two!"

Even walking through the air, Vegeta's steps were exceptionally steady. He looked at Piccolo with a teasing gaze. "Come, Namekian. Next, I'll show you what a true genius of the warrior race is!"