My Power

At that moment, Son Wuling, Son Goku, and the others were chatting together at Kame House when Son Wuling and Son Goku suddenly sensed a powerful ki rushing toward them.

Krillin and Master Roshi sensed it as well!

"W-what's coming?" Son Goku looked in that direction.

Son Wuling could not help feeling a little uneasy. Raditz had finally arrived. Even after the incident with Piccolo, Son Wuling had not slackened in the slightest. Instead, he had trained even more harshly, and Son Goku and Piccolo had also followed him in training desperately.

However, Son Wuling did not know exactly what his battle power was, nor did he have a clear sense of it. In any case, it was definitely stronger than Son Goku and Piccolo had been originally, when they had only possessed battle power in the three hundreds.

What pleased Son Wuling, however, was that Raditz's ki did not make him feel completely overwhelmed. It was within reach.

Even if they could not defeat him, it did not matter. He had gathered the Dragon Balls in advance and stored them at home. He also carried more than ten Senzu Beans on him. He refused to believe that even if they could not beat Raditz, Son Goku and he could not take him down with them!

Whoosh!

Raditz landed before Son Wuling, Son Goku, and the others. Son Gohan fearfully grabbed Son Goku's pant leg and stared tremblingly at Raditz.

Raditz looked at Son Goku, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly. Son Goku's battle power reading on the Scouter also satisfied him. "You've finally grown up, Kakarot!"

"Huh? Kakarot?" Son Goku looked at Raditz in confusion.

Raditz sized Son Goku up. "You look exactly like Father. But, Kakarot, what is going on with this planet? Wasn't your mission to eliminate humanity? What exactly are you doing?"

Krillin was about to step forward and drive Raditz away when Son Wuling stopped him.

"Don't move, Krillin. He isn't someone you can handle. Protect Bulma and Gohan. Leave this to Goku and me!"

At Son Wuling's instruction, Krillin froze for a moment. But trusting Son Wuling and Son Goku, he picked up Son Gohan, who had been clutching Son Goku's pants, handed him to Bulma, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Master Roshi.

"Oh!"

Raditz turned to Son Wuling and aimed his Scouter at him. The battle power value it displayed made him let out a scornful laugh. "So you're another piece of trash with a battle power of only five!"

"Only five!"

Son Wuling paused, looking at Raditz. He had been wondering what level he was truly at. A faint smile appeared on his stern face. "Oh? So that thing you're wearing can tell how much battle power someone has."

Raditz's expression did not change. He looked at Son Wuling with amusement, wanting to see what this little bug with a battle power of five intended to do. "That's right!"

"Then take a look at what my battle power is!"

Son Wuling no longer suppressed his ki. The energy around him suddenly surged, and as his ki continuously churned, his hair began to flutter in the airflow.

The reason Son Wuling could hide his ki so perfectly was because, when he had trained with Son Goku at The Lookout, there had been one exercise he had mastered more completely than Son Goku!

As still as the sky!

Perhaps Son Wuling had been naturally fond of quiet elegance, or perhaps it was because he had transmigrated here. In any case, he had found this easy to accomplish!

As Raditz watched the numbers on his Scouter continuously climb, his expression gradually became unsettled. "Eight hundred, nine hundred, it's still rising... One thousand, one thousand four hundred! Impossible! An Earthling actually has a battle power of fourteen hundred? How is that possible?"

"Fourteen hundred?" Son Wuling looked at his hands. So his current power was fourteen hundred. It seemed his years of hard training had not been in vain!

"Fourteen hundred? I'll do it too!"

After seeing what Son Wuling had done, Son Goku erupted with silvery ki, and his battle power began to rise sharply as well.

Raditz hurriedly looked at Son Goku as the Scouter measured his current value. "It's rising from the original nine hundred... One thousand, eleven hundred, twelve hundred..."

Raditz stared at the final reading. One thousand three hundred and fifty—only fifty battle power lower than Son Wuling, and not much weaker than Raditz himself.

"N-no way! Kakarot, you're only a low-class warrior. How could you possess power close to mine? Impossible! The Scouter must be broken."

Raditz staggered back a step in shock. If Son Goku and Son Wuling's battle power had been vastly lower, he could have crushed them. But when their strength was close, it would become a standoff. Son Wuling and Son Goku were not much weaker than him.

"No... If this Earthling had been concealing his battle power all along, then aside from Kakarot, who was the other powerful battle power the Scouter detected just now? Could there be someone even stronger hiding on this planet?"

At this moment, Raditz had already begun to think about retreating. The beads of sweat gathering on his forehead revealed the tension in his heart.

"One thousand three hundred and fifty!"

Son Wuling was also surprised to hear Son Goku's battle power. He had not expected to be fifty points stronger than Son Goku, but such a gap would hardly matter in battle. Depending on the abilities and techniques they had mastered, Son Goku might even defeat him.

But likewise...

Son Wuling looked at Raditz. He could not remember Raditz's exact battle power, but judging by Raditz's current reaction, the gap was probably like the one between Son Wuling and Son Goku. There was hardly any difference.

"Kakarot, do you really remember nothing?" Raditz looked at Son Goku and shouted.

"My name is Son Goku, not Kakarot!" Son Goku shouted back.

"Hmph..."

The tail wrapped around Raditz's waist swayed flexibly.

"A tail..."

Krillin, Bulma, and Master Roshi cried out in surprise.

"You... Could Goku be one too?" Son Wuling knowingly pointed at Raditz's tail and asked.

"That's right..."

Still carrying a trace of pride, Raditz looked at Son Goku and asked, "Kakarot, did your head ever suffer a severe blow? Answer me, Kakarot!"

Son Goku said, "Of course. I can't remember it clearly, but when I was very young, my head was indeed injured. But what does that have to do with anything? I'm Son Goku, not Kakarot."

"Then that explains it!"

Raditz's gaze turned colder. He gave Son Wuling a wary glance and said, "Let me tell you. You are not from this planet. You were born on Planet Vegeta. You are a Saiyan, the strongest warrior race in the universe. And I am your older brother, Raditz!"

"The universe... Saiyans..."

Son Goku's entire body trembled unnaturally. The name Saiyan resounded in his mind like a thunderclap.

Bulma, Master Roshi, and Krillin were equally shocked by Raditz's words. They had never expected Son Goku to have come from the universe.

Son Wuling stepped forward. "No matter what Saiyan or whatever else he is, Son Goku is still Son Goku. He is my brother, and he is the Son Goku who has always lived on this planet. As for you, your name is Raditz, right? If you came as a guest, we welcome you. But judging from how aggressively you arrived, it doesn't look like you came merely to reunite with Goku!"

Son Wuling's words swept away the gloom in Master Roshi, Bulma, Krillin, and Son Goku's hearts. They looked at Raditz with firmer gazes.

"Wuling is right! Son is still the same Son. If Son were really some kind of Saiyan, then why would he be on Earth?" Bulma loudly retorted.