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"Ugh—!!"

A mouthful of foul green slime mixed with bits of viscera sprayed out. The lizardman curled up like a shrimp and shot backward like a cannonball!

"Hmph!"

Before the cold snort had even faded, Lin Feng was already surging after him.

His figure flashed, and he was suddenly hovering above the other man's head! The lizardman's pupils contracted. Before his fear could turn into a cry, Lin Feng's left foot came crashing down with the force of a thousand tons!

Splat—!!!

How could a battered soldier, drained of strength and too sluggish to react, possibly block a kick backed by all of Lin Feng's might?

His skull burst on impact, red and white spraying everywhere. His backward momentum stopped dead, and his headless body plunged straight toward the ground!

Lin Feng lowered his eyes, his gaze cold and utterly impassive.

A crimson-gold sphere of energy condensed in his palm, humming as it swelled, blazing like a molten sun.

The next second, a beam of light tore through the air and struck the body before it could hit the ground!

Rumble—!!!

A violent gust swept across the land. Peaks crumbled, and half the mountain range was forcibly sheared away.

The strongest warrior on Tis Tuka Planet was utterly annihilated in the dazzling light, without even leaving behind ashes.

Lin Feng glanced down at the collapsed valley—a deep ravine like the gaping maw of a giant beast, its charred rock layers exposed.

He abruptly turned and became a silver-white streak, speeding toward the place where Xuesaiya and Xuesaili were!

The battle was over. The glaring number on the scouter instantly dropped to zero.

Xuesaiya's tense shoulders relaxed, and at last, her breathing eased.

Lin Feng had flown without hiding his presence, his aura blazing and his path clear. Xuesaiya and Xuesaili had naturally already fixed his direction in their minds.

The two exchanged a glance. Without a word, they both rose into the air to meet him.

A distance of ten thousand li? In the eyes of ordinary people, it was the distance between life and death.

But to them, it was no more than a single leap.

In less than two minutes, the three met high in the sky. The air rippled softly, and their clothes fluttered in the wind.

After reining in her aura, Xuesaiya studied Lin Feng's still-childish face. Her voice held a trace of relief and amazement. "1703... Barros didn't misjudge you when he took you out to gain experience.

"In less than two months, you've caught up with the adult low-class warriors in our clan."

Xuesaili laughed too, her voice as clear as silver bells. "Hehehe~ My nephew's a once-in-a-thousand-years prodigy among the Saiyans! He crossed the threshold of a low-class warrior before he was even three. At this rate, in just a few years, he'll be climbing over my and my sister's shoulders!"

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, his expression calm and free of pride.

To him, 1703 was just an ordinary milestone. Surpassing Xuesaili was hardly what he was after.

His greatest gain from this trip to Tis Tuka Planet was the searing battle spirit forged in every fight for his life, and the breathless escapes where death brushed past him at the edge of a cliff.

Raising his battle power had never been difficult for him.

He could recreate the path Goku and the others had taken with his eyes closed.

For instance, the top scientists on Planet Vegeta had long been able to reproduce the original gravity chamber. All he had to do was ask, and Xuesaiya could even have a complete set of equipment brought in overnight.

There was no denying the gravity chamber's effectiveness.

How many powerful warriors in the original story had used it to make enormous leaps forward?

If he really pushed himself, breaking a million in three years would be no exaggeration.

But at what cost? His aura would soar while his body lagged behind, leaving his foundation as unstable as a sandcastle.

He might shine for a while, but he could never last. He might look like he was in the lead, but he'd be planting a time bomb—one day, those who came after him would crush his spine and grind him into dust.

Lin Feng disdained shortcuts like that.

Still, when his gaze swept over Xuesaiya and Xuesaili, the thought in his heart flickered through his mind before vanishing.

Time flew, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

It had been a full six months since the battle on Tis Tuka Planet ended.

In all that time, Lin Feng hadn't taken a single step off Planet Vegeta.

Less than a year remained before he would depart on his mission.

Half a year was enough for a young boy to shoot up in a growth spurt, and enough for Xuesaiya to temper her battle power to a terrifying level.

Half a year ago, after parting with his mother, Xuesaiya, and his aunt, Xuesaili, Lin Feng had returned to Planet Vegeta.

After thinking it over again and again, he had finally decided to pass on the entire first section of Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression, the technique he was cultivating, to his mother, Xuesaiya.

The origins of this technique were a mystery, but it had been imprinted directly into his mind by the mysterious disc deep within it. It had to be extraordinary.

The ancient art of Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression had revealed only two levels of insight in Lin Feng's mind. The first was the initial stage of the Shenron Body: the Elephant-Subduing Stance drove his blood and qi surging, tempering his bones and muscles as if with a thousand-ton hammer. The second was the secret realm of the acupoints: opening up small worlds within the acupoints throughout his body to nurture an indestructible golden body.

Yet even after more than two years of bitter cultivation, Lin Feng had remained stuck at the threshold, unable to take that next step.

Without reaching the perfected Shenron Body, trying to open the door to the acupoint realm was like a child trying to split a mountain with a blade. It would be futile at best, and at worst, it would snap his meridians and burn away his vitality.

Besides, even though the scroll contained a method for condensing the acupoints, it offered no diagram to guide him to their locations.

Lin Feng couldn't even pinpoint the gates of life, the central chest, or the jade pillow point. How could he dare rashly guide his qi through the breakthrough?

Half a year flew by in the blink of an eye.

Over those six months, Lin Feng's battle power had risen once more at a pace so startling it left people speechless.

But he was still a two-year-old child. His bones hadn't set, and his internal organs were delicate, so he couldn't withstand an excessively intense pace of training.

Thus, despite his astonishing progress, he was still immature compared with the explosive strength of an adult warrior like Xuesaiya. He had yet to reach the level of a world-shaking prodigy.

Xuesaiya was merely an ordinary mid-class Saiyan, with an initial battle power of just 5776. Everyone on Planet Vegeta knew it.

But after returning from Tis Tuka Planet, she followed Lin Feng's advice and invested the spoils from all four planets without holding anything back!

She had a training chamber with a maximum gravity of one hundred times custom-built at one of the top space workshops on Planet Vegeta. It was installed directly in her courtyard, where she pushed herself to her limits day and night!

Perhaps it was the result of years of accumulated strength finally erupting. Perhaps Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression had given her an exceptionally solid foundation. Or perhaps the gravity chamber had resonated with her own blood and qi, producing a threefold effect—

In less than thirty days, Xuesaiya had smashed through the barrier between mid-class and high-class warriors, her battle power soaring to 870. She was closing in on the threshold of an elite Saiyan!

If she'd had Senzu Beans to keep her alive and a healing chamber to repair her torn muscles, then at that rate, breaking thirty thousand in a month wouldn't have been an exaggeration.

Three months later, she broke through another bottleneck, her battle power rocketing to 19000—just a hair's breadth from twenty thousand. Her body was stronger than that of any Saiyan on the planet by a wide margin, leaving even the elders of the previous generation secretly astonished.

If she fought her younger sister, Xuesaili, now, Xuesaiya could completely suppress her in fewer than three moves.

Just as she was basking in her triumph, Lin Feng casually dropped a single line: "Frieza, battle power five hundred and thirty thousand."

The chasm between five hundred and thirty thousand and nineteen thousand left Xuesaiya speechless.

Then came more names and figures, one after another: the Ginyu Force, Zarbon, Cui...

When she learned that Frieza was surrounded by powerful warriors, Xuesaiya's expression shifted several times, her mood darkening and brightening by turns.

But she had long grown accustomed to her son's defiance of common sense. And because they shared blood, her trust in Lin Feng ran deep.

Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression was profound and mysterious. With Lin Feng personally explaining its techniques, Xuesaiya quickly mastered the art of "concealing her aura"—sinking all her surging battle spirit into her dantian and letting only a fluctuation of around six thousand escape.

Later, the other three female warriors in Xuesaili's combat squad came to visit. They were amazed that Xuesaiya had "actually broken through six thousand," completely unaware of the tempest raging in the depths of her sea of qi.

In the eyes of outsiders, Xuesaiya was still the same mid-class female warrior whose beauty was unrivaled across the planet, but whose battle power was unremarkable.

Nobody imagined that in just half a year, she had quietly reached the peak of battle power on Planet Vegeta.

By now, she had become thoroughly familiar with controlling the flow of qi and could freely seal away more than eighty percent of her aura, steadily keeping her apparent battle power around 6900.

With his mother making such rapid progress, how could Lin Feng afford to fall behind?

Over the past six months, he had advanced another level in Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression. His bones and muscles were like forged iron, and his skin was like cast gold. Judging by physical strength alone, he already rivaled an elite Saiyan!

His battle power had risen along with it, soaring past six thousand to reach 8217—putting him on par with an ordinary high-class Saiyan!

Xuesaiya shook her head with a bitter smile.

A two-and-a-half-year-old child with a battle power of eight thousand two hundred and seventeen... She racked her brains over the thousand-year history of Planet Vegeta, yet couldn't find a single person who could compare.

As for that Prince Vegeta who was praised to the skies? She no longer even bothered to mention him. The rumors claimed his talent was unmatched among the Saiyans, and his battle power had already reached thirteen hundred.

Of course, battle power had never been just a cold number.

Even without entering a berserk state, Lin Feng's steel-hard body alone meant that no one on Planet Vegeta apart from Xuesaiya could so much as shake him.

Unless they transformed into Great Apes, multiplying their battle power tenfold!

And as his body grew ever more refined, if he truly ignited his battle spirit and entered a frenzied state, his battle power would double with a thunderous roar, approaching twenty thousand!

If he risked everything, he might even catch up with his mother.

Six months later, Xuesaiya's battle power had reached more than twenty-eight thousand. At last, she asked whether Dragon Elephant Prison Suppression could be passed on to her younger sister, Xuesaili. She also openly revealed her true battle power.

Before she had even finished speaking, she had already sent a message summoning Xuesaili home.

But a piece of devastating news struck like a thunderclap—

A vicious criminal with a battle power exceeding fifteen thousand had appeared on the planet where Palanti was carrying out her mission!

Xuesaili's husband had been killed on the spot. She and her daughter, Palanti, had both gone missing, their fates unknown.

When the news arrived, Xuesaiya's battle power was already nearing thirty thousand. Her rage blazed!

The Saiyan blood in her veins roared to life, as if an ancient war god had awakened. In an instant, she smashed through the thirty-thousand barrier, her battle power surging to forty-seven thousand!

Lin Feng quietly watched his enraged mother, ignoring the aura that scorched the air and the pressure bearing down on everyone present.

Yet the image of his aunt, Xuesaili, rose in his mind—sparring with him in the courtyard, teaching him the hand movements for energy blasts, taking him up into the air to practice flying, correcting the angle of his punches, laughing as she ruffled his hair... Their shared moments came back to him, clear as day.

Boom!

A pure white aura erupted from the soles of Lin Feng's feet, and all the warmth of those memories turned to frost.

The blood and qi within him surged like a raging sea, boiling along with his aura as if it would burst through his skin.

A bone-chilling killing intent slashed across the air.

Since returning from Tis Tuka Planet, this was the first time Lin Feng had released his killing intent again.

But compared to before, the killing intent surging in his eyes now was like a blade tempered in ten thousand years of ice, sharp enough to pierce to the bone.

Xuesaiya had only just pulled herself out of the vortex of her rage when Lin Feng suddenly threw his head back and roared in grief and fury—

"Roar—!!!"

Boom! His aura exploded. The shockwave swept through the air, and Xuesaiya was caught off guard. The overwhelming pressure forced her back three steps, her feet carving two charred furrows into the ground.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

A pure white aura surged from Lin Feng's entire body, like boiling lava, like a sea of clouds torn apart. Layer upon layer of it shot straight into the heavens.

At that moment, he stopped holding back—

For the past six months, he had kept the growth of his qi in a tight blood-and-flesh cage as the gravity chamber hammered him day and night. Otherwise, his battle power would have broken one hundred thousand long ago.

But now, the fire in his heart had burned away his reason, and he no longer had any qualms.

The blood and qi within him surged like a furious dragon rising from the deepest abyss. His energy crashed like a raging tide against a cliff, and the battle-power reading in his mind climbed wildly—

10010!

11000!

17000!

22000!

25500!

The qi he had suppressed for so long finally broke free on the back of his overwhelming fury, growing, surging, roaring!

In just a few short seconds, his battle power more than tripled. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and clung to the last shred of clarity to rein it in, he might already have lost control and gone berserk...

Xuesaiya and Xuesaili were as close as sisters, warm-hearted and nothing like the cold, indifferent Saiyans of popular repute.

Of course, she knew it would be difficult to hide the sudden surge in her strength completely, but how could she care about that now?

That very day, after Lin Feng's battle power stabilized at 26100, mother and son stepped outside, their auras unleashed. They became two dazzling streaks of light and headed straight for the base where the Saiyan spaceships were stationed.

This was the first time Lin Feng had revealed his talent without holding anything back.

The two flew side by side, but what made every Saiyan's pupils contract and their breathing stop wasn't Xuesaiya, whose battle power exceeded nine thousand and whose aura was almost impossible to conceal—

It was the boy, Lin Feng, with a slender frame and a battle power of only a little over three thousand.

Many warriors stared at the figures flashing across their wrist displays, rubbing their eyes, pinching their arms, or even wondering if they'd just woken from a hibernation pod.

Lin Feng's name resounded across Planet Vegeta. Everyone knew it.

But no one had expected that the child prodigy who had stunned the entire planet back then would already have broken through three thousand!

As they watched the silver-white streak of his afterimage cut across the sky, some couldn't help looking toward the royal palace—

Prince Vegeta, praised as having "the greatest talent in history," was already over a year old, yet his battle power was only thirteen hundred. Would he really be able to catch up a year from now to this young beast who had broken three thousand almost from birth?

No matter how astonished the others were, once Lin Feng and Xuesaiya reached the spaceship, they simply waved a hand and locked in the coordinates for Doro Planet.

Mother and son climbed into a spherical spacecraft. The hatch closed, and the craft shot into space in an instant.

The royal palace of Planet Vegeta!

"What? Barros's battle power... has reached 3217?!" King Vegeta rose abruptly to his feet, his face shadowed, his voice low but charged with roiling undercurrents.

The Saiyan kneeling below him swallowed hard, his voice tense. "Y-yes! And Lady Xuesaiya's battle power is as high as 9221!"

A long silence followed.

At last, King Vegeta spoke from the throne. "Do you know why they went?"

"According to the report... they went to Doro Planet."

"Doro Planet..." he murmured, then waved his sleeve. "You're dismissed."

Amid the vast sea of stars, an enormous battleship hung motionless.

Frieza lounged against his throne. After hearing the spy's report, he curled his lips into a chilling sneer. "Heh... Those stupid monkeys really dare to send themselves to their deaths on Doro Planet?"

"My lord, their destination is confirmed. It is indeed Doro Planet!"

"One hatchling who's only just broken a hundred, and one good-for-nothing who's barely over nine thousand—and they think they're fit to set foot there?" Frieza's eyes turned icy, his voice stabbing into the ears of his subordinates like an icicle. "Send word to Cui: return to the ship and stand by.

"Once that mother and son land, kill them on sight!"

"As you command, King Frieza!" A blue-skinned, frog-faced man bowed and withdrew.

Before the words had faded, Frieza suddenly narrowed his eyes, his voice turning dark. "That fool Cui still hasn't dealt with those two women?"

Below the throne, a handsome man who looked much like an Earthling knelt on one knee, head bowed. "My lord, Cui reports that the high-class Saiyan is gravely wounded and unlikely to recover, while the child's battle power is weak. They're difficult to track down on Doro Planet. He begs for three more days and swears he'll take their lives!"

"Zarbon, tell him this: if he can't kill that mother and daughter, along with these 'new guests' right here, he needn't return to this ship."

"Yes, King Frieza!"

Zarbon left, but Frieza remained motionless for a long while.

He gazed through the porthole at the boundless sea of stars, a low, cold laugh rumbling in his throat. "More than two years... three thousand points? Quite a promising specimen... Too bad he won't live through tonight."