This Person's Combat Power is 2700

Two silver shuttle-like spacecraft tore through Planet Vegeta's atmosphere and sped toward a bottom-tier planet codenamed "Tis Tuka."

Quite a few Saiyans watched from afar as Xuesaiya and Xuesaili rose into the sky side by side, unable to stop themselves from murmuring in lowered voices—

It was nothing strange for Xuesaiya to take on a mission to wipe out a lower-class planet.

Though she was among the best of the mid-level Saiyans, she had yet to cross that threshold.

Taking missions like this to earn some merit, trade it for a few enhancement potions, was perfectly normal. Many battle-crazed members of their race would finish one hard fight only to turn around and scramble for the lowest-tier bounties that a single person could handle.

But Xuesaili—the ruthless figure who had long held a place in the top three of the high-level Saiyan power rankings—was setting off with her? That was decidedly odd.

"Did you see that? Lady Xuesaili is actually riding in the same ship as Lady Xuesaiya?" A low-level Saiyan charging a spacecraft scratched his head, his face full of doubt.

On Planet Vegeta, fists were the law, and strength was the crown.

If a weakling dared call a strong person by name without an honorific, they could die on the spot and no one would plead their case.

That was why the entire universe had long since welded the word "Lady" onto the end of the strong's names, turning it into an ironclad custom.

"Lady Xuesaiya's power level only just passed five thousand. That's more than enough to sweep through a lower-class planet.

What's Lady Xuesaili tagging along for?"

An old Saiyan with frost-gray stubble grinned and patted the heavily worn energy detector at his waist. "Palanti—Lady Xuesaili's daughter—is still out on a mission right now.

Maybe they're just traveling together for the way out. Once they leave Planet Vegeta, they'll go their separate ways!"

"Old Ke has a point!"

Before his words had even faded, a squad of armored, blade-carrying mid-level Saiyans strode over, clearly preparing to set out as well.

Everyone immediately fell silent, swiftly handing over the spherical spacecraft without daring to breathe too loudly.

Tis Tuka Planet!

When Lin Feng curled up in Xuesaiya's arms and leaped out of the cabin, his eyes immediately landed on blade-ridged mountains piercing the clouds in the distance, three-eyed lizard-like beasts, and purple-black vines swaying in the wind as if alive—his little face tipped upward, his eyes blazing with pure curiosity.

Seeing him step on the air and rise into the sky, Xuesaiya and Xuesaili exchanged a look before both darted to his side.

"Feng'er, Mom took the mission to clear out this planet. For the next two months, your aunt and I need to go meet up with your cousin Palanti.

We'll leave this place to you! Let loose, and don't hold back." Xuesaiya curled her lips into a smile, her tone as light as if they were discussing dinner—as though the entire planet were nothing more than an old newspaper waiting for her to tear apart.

The truth was, any Saiyan who had spent ten years on the battlefield had so much blood on their hands that it could have filled rivers, lakes, and seas. Not even the fiercest acid rain in the galaxy could wash away that rusty stench.

Over the past decade or so, the Crimson Sickle Squad—formed by the sisters Xuesaiya and Xuesaili along with three other female warriors—had crushed so many star regions that even they could not be bothered to keep count.

To lives as frail as blades of grass, they had long regarded them as dust, not even deigning to spare them a glance.

Under Xuesaiya's blazing gaze, Lin Feng glanced again at Xuesaili's calm yet quietly encouraging eyes, then slowly looked over the boundless wilderness before him—and nodded hard.

As promised, Xuesaiya and Xuesaili left, tossing Lin Feng only a matte-black combat suit and a power scanner with a maximum limit of twelve thousand before they departed.

Lin Feng had fiddled with the thing dozens of times already. Power on, calibrate, lock on, readout—he did it all in one smooth motion.

The instant his mother and aunt vanished beyond the horizon, he tapped the screen with his finger, and a dim glow flickered to life.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Six thousand three hundred li away, intense energy fluctuations... Power level—1331!" His little face tightened, and his heart trembled slightly. The first person to show up on this "soft target" his mother had chosen was nearly twice as strong as him!

Though the 1331 made his brows crease, a scorching fighting spirit exploded in his chest.

"Southeast, eleven thousand six hundred li—1403!"

"Due east, six thousand li—1212!"

"Southwest, ten thousand four hundred li—976!"

"Northwest, nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven li—1667!"

"Straight ahead, on the far side of the planet—2317!" Rather than retreat at that number, his throat bobbed, and a smile surged into the corners of his eyes.

Then more than a dozen energy signatures above one thousand entered his view in rapid succession, one red-marked reading especially glaring: 2700!

Lin Feng snapped the scanner shut. His small body stood in the middle of the wilderness, sunlight tracing the taut line of his shoulders as his shadow trembled faintly beneath his feet.

Afraid?

No.

That was his heart pounding like a war drum, his bloodline surging, the wild ecstasy of something suppressed for too long finally bursting through its banks!

"Hahaha—good! Excellent! A bunch of tough bones, just waiting for me to break them one by one!" He threw back his head and roared. The sound waves shook dead branches a hundred meters away, and flocks of birds scattered in alarm like ink splashed across the sky.

Tis Tuka Planet!

Though this planet had been placed on the Saiyans' "bottom-tier" list, it was a full third larger than Earth from Lin Feng's previous life. Its wastelands stretched without end, its swamps churned, and its mountains rose like they had been cleaved by blades and axes.

BOOM!!!

A thunderous crash like clashing metal shook heaven and earth!

A burly figure the size of a small mountain flew backward through the air, crushing swaths of ancient trees and carving a charred trench into the ground as smoke and dust billowed upward.

Lin Feng stood where he was, staring coldly at the colossal creature struggling to rise. Suddenly, white flames erupted around him like a blazing sun breaking over the horizon—then, in the next instant, he became a silver streak that ripped through the air and shot straight into the sky!

The giant beast, shaped like a savage rhinoceros, had only managed to prop up half its body when a small figure, bearing the force of ten thousand tons, plunged down from the heavens and smashed toward its crown!

Giving the bull-like giant rhino no chance to catch its breath, Lin Feng descended from above, driving his knee like an iron stake straight into the center of its skull!

Awooo—!!!

A miserable howl tore through the sky, shaking loose rocks from mountain cliffs for hundreds of miles. The giant rhino instinctively lashed out with its tail, sweeping it through the air with tremendous force toward the tiny figure above its head—as though swatting a buzzing venomous bee!

The corners of Lin Feng's lips curved upward. He neither dodged nor retreated. He lightly tapped the bridge of its nose with his toes, spinning into the air as his right leg drew taut like a bow before crashing into the giant rhino's face with a side kick!

Bang!!!

Carrying the force to shatter mountains, the kick landed like a ten-thousand-pound hammer smashing head-on. The giant rhino's massive body was actually kicked off the ground and sent tumbling away, plowing a deep trench before crashing heavily into a mountain wall!

Before his body had even stabilized, Lin Feng stepped into the air and hovered midair, thrusting a palm forward—crimson aura surged and roared as a blazing ki blast, hot as molten lava, formed in an instant, crackling with electricity across its surface!

Yet just as the ki blast was about to fire, his pupils suddenly contracted. He swung his arm back sharply and hurled the entire ki blast viciously into the empty space behind him!

Boom—!!!

Thunder exploded as violent shockwaves rolled back like a tsunami. Lin Feng was blasted backward through the air for dozens of steps, scorching sparks streaking from beneath his boots before he barely managed to steady himself!

The moment he looked up, his gaze turned ice-cold—the dust had cleared, revealing a Tis Tuka Planet native with a lizard's head and blue scales covering its face. Its tail hung down like a steel whip, while its claws glinted with a cold, sinister light.

Lin Feng would never forget that face.

During their last battle, he had been beaten until seven ribs broke and his ki channels were nearly exhausted. He had only crawled away from those claws alive by draining the last trace of his potential.

This creature had a power level of 2700 and was widely acknowledged as the "Living Yama" of this planet.

A month later, when Lin Feng looked upon that savage face again, there was not a trace of retreat in his heart. All that remained was chilling killing intent.

A month ago, Lin Feng had just killed two local powerhouses with power levels over a thousand when he ran into this blue-scaled fiend.

813 against 2700—the gap was as vast as heaven and earth. Even with a body tempered a thousand times over by Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression, trying to withstand it head-on would have been like using a paper wall to block a battering ram.

Had he not forcibly squeezed out his potential and stirred the mad demonic energy deep within his bloodline, Lin Feng would have long since become a pile of mangled flesh.

But that battle had also completely drained him. His extreme burst had pushed his ki to 1800, far beyond what his body could bear, leaving cracks throughout his internal organs.

After fleeing into a cave deep within the mountains, even with Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression protecting his body, he had still spent three entire days bedridden before his shattered bones and ruptured channels were healed.

Yet this severe injury had become the fuse for his leap in power.

The Saiyan instinct to grow stronger through adversity burned with its fiercest flame within Lin Feng, who cultivated Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression.

When he first arrived on Tis Tuka Planet, his power level had only been 819. Now, though his injuries were not severe, he had forcibly broken through the thousand-point threshold and soared to 1613—nearly doubling his strength.

After his power level surged, Lin Feng began a silent, bloody purge.

Tis Tuka Planet had a sparse population, with no more inhabitants in total than two or three small countries on Earth.

Perhaps it was the transformation brought on by a brush with death, or perhaps these horned, scale-armored "people" had long since lost the shape of kin in his eyes—

In Lin Feng's eyes, there was no longer any mercy. There were only prey and the butcher's blade.

Kill!

Blood soaked the wastelands, and corpses piled into ridges!

While fighting the planet's foremost experts in battles of life and death, he also razed one tribal camp after another.

By now, the blood on his hands was far too much to count.

That giant rhino from earlier was one of the five strongest beasts on the planet, with a power level of 2035.

A month ago, that number would have been enough to make Lin Feng take a detour. Even if he gave it everything he had, he would have struggled to shake it in the slightest.

Now, it was no more than a somewhat thick-skinned target.

If its skull had not been absurdly hard, Lin Feng's knee strike would likely have already cracked its head open!

When enemies met, blood surged.

Lin Feng stared at the lizardman, a searing killing intent rising from his chest to his throat, burning until even his fingertips trembled.

The "Living Yama" opposite him abruptly raised its head as well, a string of piercing, bizarre sounds rolling from its throat. "Kreee—!"

They did not speak the same language.

Lin Feng had yet to formally accept the conquest mission issued by the Saiyan Council. He did not know a single word of the universal language, so naturally, he could not understand the contempt and mockery hidden within that roar.

"Can't understand you?" Lin Feng grinned, baring his stark white teeth. "Good. I don't want to hear you either—today, I'm going to tear you apart inch by inch!"

Boom!!!

The earth exploded, mountains collapsed, and the ground for hundreds of miles sank madly. Spiderweb-like cracks crisscrossed the land, while deep ravines pierced toward the planet's core like the fangs of giant beasts!

Rivers ran dry, peaks crumbled, scorched earth rolled over, and heaven and earth lost their color.

Such world-destroying might made hearts go numb and spines turn cold—at this level, mortal power had entered the realm of gods and demons.

Lin Feng shot backward a thousand meters and landed at the edge of the collapsing ground. He raised a hand to wipe away the thin line of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The next instant, his aura surged violently, and he charged forth once more like an arrow loosed from its bow!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Fist winds exploded as bone and flesh collided, the muffled impacts blending into one continuous roar!

He neither dodged nor evaded, relying solely on his body of copper skin and iron bones to endure every heavy blow. His fists crashed like hammers into the lizard man's chest, shoulder blades, and throat!

Ten thousand miles away, two slender figures stood still in the air, their gazes piercing through the dust and haze to lock firmly onto the center of the battlefield.

They were Xuesaiya and Xuesaili.

The planet guarded by Palanti—Xuesaili's daughter—bordered Tis Tuka Planet, and it took the mother and daughter little more than a month to travel between them.

Unlike Lin Feng, Palanti was still lying low and growing in place. Lin Feng, meanwhile, had already begun crushing the backbone of this low-class planet.

Xuesaili crossed her arms and watched coldly. Then she suddenly scoffed. "Barros has improved remarkably fast... that piece of trash with 2700 power is already starting to waver."

Xuesaiya gazed at the figure fighting in the distance, a gentle smile rising in her eyes. "His clothes are intact, there are no giant ape footprints on the ground, and no traces of an artificial moon... It seems he hasn't used the Moon-Calling Method we taught him.

"Good. He's being very steady."

As soon as Xuesaiya finished speaking, Xuesaili paused, her brows lifting slightly. "Right... but it hasn't even been a month. How did his battle power shoot up so fiercely?"

Staring at the number 1703 flashing on the scouter, Xuesaili's pupils suddenly contracted. Unbelievable shock surged in her eyes—not wild delight, but astonishment and confusion that nailed her rigidly in place!

Xuesaiya's brows drew together, her voice low like clashing iron. "Saiyans have always grown madly stronger through their wounds.

"Barros... must have just gone through a brutal fight."

She protected Lin Feng more fiercely than her own life.

If he had not been the only one on this planet truly capable of threatening Lin Feng, she would have already torn through the sky and slaughtered the enemy ranks. Not a single opponent with battle power greater than Lin Feng's would be allowed to remain standing and breathing.

Xuesaili looked at her sister's tense jawline, the corners of her lips curving upward in a faint but resolute smile. What Saiyan didn't get hurt? Living with blood on the blade was the only way to survive; being reborn from broken bones was merely the beginning.

But even so—when she had returned to Palanti's residence some days ago to visit, she found her daughter curled up in the corner of the bed, coughing blood, while her husband sat nearby and watched coldly.

In that instant, Xuesaili did not say a single extra word. One whirlwind kick shattered three of his ribs, followed by two heavy punches that caved in his nose. Only after leaving behind the words, "If you dare stand by again, I'll chop off both your hands," did she drag the still-furious Xuesaiya back to Tis Tuka Planet.

The smoke had yet to disperse, and the slaughter was still at its peak.

Lin Feng's muscles and bones had already surpassed those of the lizard man, faintly gaining the upper hand.

Leaving aside the sheer magnitude of their ki, in terms of pure physical clashes—the strongest warrior on Tis Tuka Planet probably would not last another quarter hour before being pounded into a mangled heap of flesh and blood.

Their figures streaked through the air like lightning, tearing the battlefield from the mountaintops into the sea of clouds before smashing through drifting clouds and shooting straight into the heavens.

Boom!!!

Their fists collided, and the air erupted with a muffled thunderclap.

Lin Feng did not move an inch, while the lizard man flew backward like a kite with its string cut. He stumbled through three or four steps in midair before barely stabilizing himself.

Relying purely on his physique and ki to endure the battle, Lin Feng's limbs and bones felt as though they were being pricked by needles and scorched by flames after fighting for so long. They ached and swelled, on the verge of splitting apart.

But what about his opponent? His ki was falling apart, his breathing was heavy like a broken bellows, and his battle power was plummeting at a visible rate.

And Lin Feng—

2486 points had abruptly appeared on the scouter!

The corner of his mouth lifted, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes. He had already closed in on the lizard man like a ghost.

His small right fist clenched tightly like an iron hammer, wrapped in the shriek of a torn sonic boom as it viciously drove into the other's abdomen!