Vegeta pressed the Scouter next to his ear.
"Come on, Kakarot."
"Let me see what you're capable of."
Vegeta crossed his arms and raised his chin.
Son Goku immediately spread his feet apart, shoulder-width apart.
Clench your fists.
"Ha--!"
The rocks beneath our feet made a crisp cracking sound.
The cracks spread outwards from the soles of Son Goku's feet.
Vegeta frowned.
The readings on the Scouter began to fluctuate.
A pure white wave of air erupted from his body.
The air blast materialized and swept across the ground.
The hard rock layer cracked and shattered instantly.
Yellow sand swirled up from the sky.
The pebbles on the ground gradually floated into the air.
Then, the gravel was crushed into powder in a high-pressure air field.
Vegeta's face had completely frozen.
The Scouter readings have exceeded two hundred thousand!
He even wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes.
However, the Scouter doesn't change because of his emotions.
The readings continued to rise rapidly, like a runaway horse.
Son Goku raised his head slightly.
"Watch closely, Vegeta."
"This is all my strength."
Son Goku bent his knees slightly and stomped his foot suddenly.
boom!
The entire mountain shook violently.
A white column of air shot into the sky, reaching straight into the clouds.
The powerful air pressure instantly dispersed the surrounding clouds.
The numbers on the Scouter screen went completely out of control.
[300000!]
[500000!]
(This is basically the swan song for the Power Level stats in this book!)
When the reading increases beyond the limits of computational efficiency.
Click.
A crack appeared in the lens.
Bang!
The lens shattered completely.
Thick black smoke billowed from the Scouter and slipped past Vegeta's ear!
Broken parts were scattered all over the ground.
The white aura surrounding Son Goku gradually subsided.
The strong winds subsided.
The suspended dust lost its support and fell down in a flurry.
Son Goku dusted off his clothes and looked at Vegeta.
However, Vegeta of today no longer harbors contempt or disdain.
His face was filled with disbelief and fear.
That's right, he was afraid.
My body is trembling.
This fear still lingered in the face of the Low-Class Warrior he looked down upon.
This, in turn, gave rise to feelings of humiliation.
With a thud, he involuntarily fell to his knees.
"You've lost the courage to fight. Is this what you call a genius warrior?"
"Now that you've learned your lesson, I won't fight someone who lacks the will to fight."
Son Goku restrained his anger.
After his gaze lingered on Vegeta for a moment, he turned and flew away.
Vegeta, however, remained kneeling on the ground.
He couldn't understand it.
Why is everyone else stronger than me?
He was just a Low-Class Warrior.
Why are they able to possess such terrifying Power Level?
Could it be that he's also Super Saiyan?
Even though Turles is dead.
Even if Super Saiyan, will I be myself?
So what exactly is he, this Saiyan prince?
What about the so-called most talented Saiyan warrior?
Are they all just lies?
What does his pride as a genius warrior really mean?
Vegeta pounded the boulder with punch after punch.
Is this how the Saiyan Prince faces his enemies—completely devoid of fighting spirit?
No!
Vegeta suddenly raised his head.
The humiliation in his eyes gradually faded.
"Since Low-Class Warrior can surpass genius soldiers through desperate effort!"
"Then, as a genius myself, I have even less reason to lose to a Low-Class Warrior."
" Kakarot!"
You can do it!
"I, Vegeta, the prince of the Saiyan, can do the same!"
"I am the next Super Saiyan!"
A certain obsession rekindled in his eyes.
It has to be crazier than ever before!
Frieza Force Headquarters.
It has been some time since Frieza was brought back.
It's fortunate that it was Frieza.
Anyone else at that distance would be affected by the impact of a planetary explosion.
The grass on that grave is already ten feet tall.
Frieza was able to keep his body intact.
During this period of treatment, the recovery was also very rapid.
Berryblue, the Ginyu Force, Zarbon, and Dodoria were waiting outside the treatment room.
According to reports, King Frieza should recover today.
The atmosphere at the scene was rather somber.
No one spoke.
The green liquid in the treatment chamber receded inch by inch.
The hatch popped open, and white mist billowed out.
Frieza opened his eyes.
He stepped out of the cabin.
He looked down at his palms, feeling his body return to normal.
Slowly move your neck.
"Your Majesty! You've awakened!"
Berryblue forward directly.
The others also rushed forward to greet them.
"Your Majesty!"
"How long has it been?"
Berryblue understood what Frieza was asking.
"It's been seven days." Berryblue, head bowed. "You were found by our fleet from the wreckage of a cosmic planet..." Frieza's tail flicked behind him.
Where is Turles?
Upon hearing this, Berryblue fell silent.
He answered slowly after a long pause.
We did not find the general.
Frieza was actually somewhat prepared.
He watched as Turles and the Metal Planet vanished into the universe.
He remained silent for a long time.
Berryblue realized the atmosphere was delicate.
He quickly took the lead and knelt down.
The construction work of others was also proceeding without any delay.
Frieza, on the other hand, seemed completely indifferent to everything around him.
He kept his head down, seemingly lost in thought.
"He saved my life again..."
Even if the price is to give up one's life?
He clenched his fist unconsciously.
Nothing can stop it...
"So... does that make him a cosmic emperor?"
The scene of facing Cooler is still vivid in my mind.
Whether it's Cooler or Turles.
In their presence, the so-called emperor of the universe is nothing but a joke.
"Ms. Berryblue."
Upon hearing her name called, Berryblue rushed forward.
"Your Majesty."
"From now on, you will be in charge of the legion's affairs."
"If the original management area is proving too difficult, it's okay to relinquish some of it."
"I understand, Your Majesty!" Berryblue was unaware of Frieza's intentions.
But by this point, one should have already made up their mind.
After Berryblue agreed, Frieza spoke again.
"Mr. Zarbon."
Zarbon immediately stepped forward and knelt on one knee.
"Your Majesty!"
"Then, I'll ask you to personally go to the Sixth Branch to listen to and study its operation and development model, especially to confirm Turles' initial ideas, and bring them back to assist Ms. Berryblue in carrying out a comprehensive overhaul of Frieza Force."
Zarbon was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.
He immediately and solemnly replied, "Your subordinate will certainly carry forward the General's talents!"
Frieza flicked his tail. "So, how long will I be gone?... I don't know either. Anyway, I'm leaving Frieza Force in your care."