My Name, Barros

Of course, this "strength" was reflected only in her total energy—she had learned no techniques, endured no real combat, and merely possessed an immense aura.

Another month passed.

Bulma truly lived up to her name as a genius.

In less than three days, she had mastered the Sky Dance Art from Barros.

Though she was still somewhat clumsy with it, the first time she hovered in midair under her own power, her fingertips trembled with excitement.

After that, she improved every day, until she could wield it freely and soar through the sea of clouds to her heart's content.

As for combat experience, Barros, the Divine Martial Emperor himself, was there to personally spar with her.

While practicing energy waves and the Sky Dance Art, her combat instincts also grew at a rapid pace.

Though she had yet to undergo the tempering of life-and-death battles, after two months, her adaptability in combat and her offensive and defensive rhythm had already steadily surpassed everyone on Earth except Master Roshi.

Bulma's astonishing progress made Barros nod to himself in approval.

However, comfort always came to an end, and Barros had never intended to remain on Earth for long.

Three days later, he informed Dr. Buluf, left Bulma a brief note, and then instantly teleported away, vanishing without a trace.

During those mere sixty days on Earth, he never imagined what kind of mark he would leave in Bulma's heart, or what turbulent waves he would stir.

When the two met again, even Barros himself was nearly left dazed by Bulma's utterly transformed change.

Meanwhile.

While Bulma advanced by leaps and bounds because of Barros, the others had not stood still either.

Once Goku's message arrived, coupled with Goku's extraordinary talent, Master Roshi did not hesitate in the slightest and accepted him as a disciple on the spot.

Krillin, who followed soon after, also seemed guided by fate. After several twists and turns, he successfully entered Master Roshi's school.

After the events at Pilaf Castle, Yamcha returned to the desert and devoted himself wholeheartedly to training, day and night without rest.

Because Barros had appeared, everyone was like a bowstring drawn taut, climbing upward with all their strength—and because of this, the world became ever more intriguing.

East Galaxy, a planet-class life-bearing world.

Barros, who should have returned to Divine Martial Battle Star, slowly appeared atop a remote mountain peak.

After traveling the starry sea for more than two months, he had finally found this life-bearing planet at the edge of the East Galaxy that met his requirements.

He remembered every word Shenron had told him back then:

Stars were difficult to find; only planets rich in life energy could be chosen as substitutes.

Before long, he personally buried a Neural Tree seed amid the sprawling mountain ranges at the foot of the mountain.

Since the fruit's effectiveness depended on the abundance of a planet's life energy and the primal energy of heaven and earth, then by using an entire planet-class life-bearing world as nourishment, Barros was certain that the fruit it bore would not disappoint him.

The instant the seed entered the soil, a colossal tree burst from the ground and shot straight into the heavens!

It grew wildly with terrifying speed, surpassing a thousand meters in the blink of an eye, then continuing to rise until it neared ten thousand meters in height.

At the same time, roots as thick as mountain ranges burst through the earth with a thunderous roar, greedily devouring the planet's life essence and the primal energy of heaven and earth like living creatures.

Barros's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart trembled—the speed at which the Neural Tree branched, spread its leaves, and rooted itself into the planet's source was beyond even his expectations.

The towering tree, tens of thousands of meters tall, resembled the sky-piercing World Tree described in ancient texts from his past life!

The divine tree said to "reach the nine heavens above and pierce the underworld below" was astonishingly similar to the tree before him!

Just as Barros's thoughts stirred and he recalled the past, the Neural Tree had already swallowed the entire planet's life energy and the primal energy of heaven and earth without obstruction, condensing fruits upon its branches that shimmered with flowing light, dreamlike and fantastical.

With the fruits newly formed, its devouring force became even fiercer—solely to ripen them.

Mountains and rivers cracked apart, lakes and seas gradually dried up, and living beings wailed before collapsing and dying one after another.

Deprived of the nourishment of life energy and the primal energy of heaven and earth, these frail creatures could only head toward extinction.

This planet-class life-bearing world, once lush and vibrant with life, had already slipped to the edge of collapse in less than half a day.

The reason the Neural Tree could spread so violently and plunder so wantonly was precisely because there was not a single native civilization on this planet.

Time passed, and half a day went by in a flash.

When Barros retrieved the Neural Tree seed, the tangled roots that had covered the entire planet and the colossal tree that had held up the sky had long since vanished without a trace.

And the planet that had been lush and flourishing just yesterday, brimming with vitality, had now irreversibly fallen into the abyss of destruction.

Barros's figure flickered, and he teleported away without looking back even once.

This time, the Neural Tree bore a total of 150 fruits.

Though the quantity was not as abundant as when Barros had first obtained the Neural Tree, the difference in quality was simply beyond comparison.

The fruits Barros had picked back then had raised his battle power by only 700,000 after he consumed more than 130 of them; yet each fruit from this harvest could increase his battle power by a full 80,000—the gap between the two was as vast as heaven and earth.

Ordinary planets and planet-class celestial bodies were never comparable in the first place.

East Galaxy was still some distance from the edge of North Galaxy.

Although Divine Martial Battle Star was saturated with intense Saiyan auras, pinpointing the target precisely would still take some effort.

But just as Barros lightly tapped his forehead with a finger and carefully sensed the location of Divine Martial Battle Star, a Saiyan aura that made him freeze abruptly crashed into his senses without warning—

That aura was so violent it was nearly out of control; even the savage presence of a Saiyan transformed into a Great Ape was less than a tenth of it!

Even more terrifying, it carried the destructive urge to burn everything to ashes, along with killing intent as piercingly cold as frost.

Barros was all too familiar with this kind of aura—the foremost example being Frieza, the Emperor of the Universe.

But if it came from a Saiyan...

Unless it was...

His brow furrowed sharply. He decisively abandoned the Divine Martial Battle Star aura he had already locked onto and instead fixed his senses on the unusually ferocious fluctuation south of East Galaxy.

A ripple spread through the void, and Barros's figure vanished in an instant, leaving behind only this ravaged, deathly silent planet on the verge of collapse.

"Ha—ha—ha—ha!!!"

A bout of crazed, unrestrained laughter tore through the silence at the border between East Galaxy and South Galaxy.

The moment Barros teleported there, the laughter struck him like a blade. He looked up—

In the planet's outer space, a figure floated in midair, casually tossing emerald energy blasts one after another and bombarding the already scarred land below.

As expected...

Barros's gaze turned icy. His figure flashed into the void, and when he reappeared, he was already standing beside the man.

Watching the other man laugh madly as he carelessly flung energy blasts, Barros spoke in a voice as clear and sharp as a blade. "So it really is you, Broly."

Before his words had even faded, Broly's wild laughter abruptly stopped. Without turning around, he fired a green energy blast backward!

Broly had launched a ruthless attack without so much as a greeting. Barros's expression darkened as his hand shot out, his five fingers clamping down like iron pincers around the energy blast surging with destructive power—

Bang!!!

The green sphere exploded at once, its scattered energy turning into fiery meteors that rained down upon the ground, blasting deep craters into the charred rock.

It was only proper to return the favor.

The instant Barros crushed the energy blast, he had already closed in. His right fist carried the force of thunder as it slammed squarely into Broly's chest!

Since you struck first, I had no reason to show mercy.

The legendary natural-born Super Saiyan who appeared only once every thousand years—

Barros had long wanted to test him with his own hands!

Boom!!

Broly did not even see the afterimage before his entire body was blasted flying backward.

In midair, he gritted his teeth and tensed his muscles, trying to forcefully halt his momentum with his astonishing strength.

But how could Barros allow him a moment to breathe?

A figure that had been several meters away one second vanished into thin air the next!

Broly's pupils contracted sharply. Before he could react—

A fierce sweeping kick tore through the air like a mountain-splitting battle-axe and smashed brutally into his chest!

Whoosh—!!!

Like a meteor with its tether cut, Broly plummeted straight toward the depths of the planet.

A blazing white aura surged around Barros as he chased after him like lightning.

"Ha—!!!"

Though Broly could not stabilize himself during the fall, the instant Barros closed in, he suddenly raised his right hand and fired four green energy blasts directly at him in rapid succession!

The corners of Barros's lips lifted in a faint, mocking smile, as though ridiculing Broly's final struggle.

He simply ignored the four exploding green flashes and charged straight into the flames and smoke.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Energy exploded against his body, and thick smoke instantly obscured all sight.

Seeing this, the falling Broly bared his teeth, about to burst into wild laughter—

But he had ultimately underestimated Barros. Or rather, he simply did not know—

Just how formidable Barros's physical body had become after being tempered through the seventy-two Earth Fiend acupoints of Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression!

His laughter caught in his throat. Broly was utterly horrified: before the smoke had even dispersed, Barros stood before him completely unharmed!

With a wicked smile, Barros did not hesitate—

Golden light burst from his palm as an extremely compressed golden energy blast formed, then was driven savagely into Broly's chest just before he crashed into the ground!

Rumble—!!!

"Ah—!!!"

Broly did not even have time to defend himself. With a miserable howl, he was blasted deep into the planet's crust. The ground shook violently, and cracks spread like a spiderweb...

A single energy blast naturally could not kill Broly—the once-in-a-millennium Super Saiyan. Barros had never expected it to.

More importantly, he had always known exactly how far to go.

With his arms folded across his chest, Barros coldly looked down at the billowing dust below. Yet his gaze pierced through the haze and rock layers, firmly locking onto Broly, buried deep underground.

Then, his divine sense swept across the entire planet and the surrounding starfield, and his brows gradually furrowed tighter.

Why wasn't there a single one?

After searching again and again, he discovered that throughout the entire star system, aside from himself and Broly, there was not the slightest remaining trace of any other Saiyan's aura.

A faint doubt arose in his heart. Could Paragus already be dead?

For a moment, Barros could not determine the reason—perhaps because of his interference, Paragus had failed to accompany Broly and had ultimately died on Planet Vegeta?

He temporarily set aside his doubts and looked up at Broly, who burst from the ground, his fury soaring to the heavens, murderous intent chilling, and violent aura surging.

However, this time, things went beyond Barros's expectations...

Although Broly was now surrounded by intense killing intent and frenzied savagery, he did not immediately attack Barros.

Instead, he hovered directly in front of him, his gaze sharp as a blade as he coldly demanded, "Saiyan, state your name!"

Barros raised an eyebrow slightly—apparently, before completely transforming into the Legendary Super Saiyan, Broly still retained some clarity. His mind had not yet been completely consumed by rage. Then...

"My name is Barros!" With his arms folded over his chest, his bearing was imposing and his pressure overwhelming. Even Broly, boiling with rage, could not help but freeze, his gaze momentarily dulling...

Though he did not speak again, the flickering sharp light in his eyes had already revealed the turmoil in his heart—he was far less calm and composed than he appeared.

The Legendary Super Saiyan needed no arduous training. With the mere passage of time, his battle power would multiply year after year.

Born on the same day, the gap between Broly and Kakarot had now become impossible to measure!

Even now, his aura was still rising madly, and his battle power had already neared 2.6 million.