A fierce wind whipped up a sky full of yellow sand.
The scene shifts back to that familiar wilderness.
Two figures stood facing each other, a hundred meters apart.
An invisible aura clashed violently between the two, distorting and oppressing the surrounding air.
Son Goku's eyes were bright, and a curious smile played on his face as he broke the silence first.
"Looks like you've gotten a lot stronger, Vegeta!"
He could clearly sense that Vegeta's ki was completely different from before.
Vegeta's face was cold, but it also seemed to contain a hint of humiliation.
"Hmph, don't underestimate me, Kakarot!"
You have no idea what I've been through!
"To surpass you, I've come incredibly close to death!"
"Countless times!"
That kind of despair, struggling on the edge of death!
That humiliation!
That feeling of resentment!
It's an obsession that no one but Vegeta himself can empathize with!
Upon hearing Vegeta's seemingly casual yet enigmatic words, Son Goku's smile gradually faded.
"Yeah!"
Son Goku's voice lowered.
"No wonder... the change in you is indeed tremendous!"
"I see!"
"I will give it my all in this battle!"
This is the highest respect for a soldier!
Sensing the surge of pure fighting spirit emanating from Son Goku, Vegeta's body trembled slightly with extreme excitement.
Vegeta slowly raised his hands, and a violent aura, like a volcanic eruption, burst forth from his body!
boom--!!!
Piccolo crossed his arms, his cape billowing in the gale.
Standing to his calves Son Gohan, dressed in children's clothing in the style of Earth.
" Uncle Piccolo! Is Daddy going to fight with that uncle?"
Son Gohan tilted his head back, his big eyes filled with curiosity and nervousness.
Piccolo bowed slightly and nodded.
"That's right, look closely at Gohan!"
"This is the Saiyan battle!"
When Son Gohan told Piccolo to look closely, a conflicted look appeared on his face. He lowered his head and nervously poked at each other with his two index fingers.
"But... Mom said I shouldn't learn from Dad and fight with others..."
"Our teachers have also said that well-behaved children shouldn't fight!"
Son Gohan was sent by Chi-Chi to the city closest to Mount Paozu a year ago to officially attend school.
The only reason I'm here now is because I'm taking advantage of the summer vacation to broaden my horizons.
Under the influence of Chi-Chi and his school teachers, Son Gohan has become a well-behaved, sensible, quiet, and studious child.
Subconsciously, one will feel aversion to the idea of "fighting".
Piccolo's face turned green upon hearing this.
You Saiyan brat, what are you spouting about "fighting is wrong"?
Piccolo was increasingly feeling powerless as he chased after Son Goku.
Furthermore, Piccolo had a vague premonition that he could no longer fully fathom Son Goku's strength.
I always have a feeling this guy is going to get even more outrageous!
It took Piccolo quite a while to gradually overcome this sense of loss.
It almost became a demon in my heart.
But being able to get through this doesn't mean Piccolo has really given up on himself.
Later, on one of his trips back to Earth, he met Son Gohan again.
An interesting idea formed in his mind!
This kid's Saiyan too!
It might be quite interesting if he could train a Saiyan even stronger than Son Goku!
"Hmph, you're not on Earth anymore!"
"Once you're here, you have to learn to adapt to the rules!"
"How about this!"
"If you can watch this battle carefully, I'll take you to a place with lots of books, okay?"
Upon hearing Piccolo's suggestion, Son Gohan's previously troubled face finally broke into a smile.
He tilted his head back, his big, watery eyes filled with a hint of uncertain confirmation. "Really? Uncle Piccolo won't lie to me, will he? If I finish reading, he'll take me to see lots and lots of books?"
Piccolo crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "When have I ever lied to you, kid? You'd better watch out!"
Once you get started, things get easier and easier!
He has his own methods for dealing with bookworms!
After confirming that Piccolo wouldn't lie, Son Gohan happily agreed.
He stood obediently at Piccolo's broad feet, mimicking Piccolo's posture, and cast his gaze toward the desolate wilderness in the distance.
At this moment, both Son Goku and Vegeta had already assumed their respective fighting stances!
The air seemed to freeze in that instant!
Under the intense collision of these two invisible forces, the surrounding rubble began to slowly detach from the ground and float uncontrollably in mid-air!
Battle is about to break out!
Without any unnecessary words, the two figures simultaneously twisted and vanished from the spot!
A massive sonic boom cloud exploded in mid-air, the deafening sounds of flesh colliding, like thunderclaps falling from the heavens, resounding across this vast wilderness!
In the sky, two indistinct streaks of light are frantically intertwining and colliding at a speed completely imperceptible to the naked eye.
The two fought from high above to the ground, then suddenly shot straight into the sky!
Wherever it passed, those incredibly hard rocky mountains were easily smashed and flattened, like fragile blocks of tofu!
Vegeta's attacks poured out like a torrential downpour.
He swept his leg down, but Son Goku raised his arm and blocked it steadily.
Using the immense recoil force, Vegeta nimbly tumbled in mid-air, his hands instantly leaving countless afterimages.
A barrage of energy projectiles, like a dense meteor shower, completely enveloped Son Goku's figure in the next second!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom--!"
The continuous explosions were terrifying, turning the area where Son Goku was located into a raging sea of fire.
The next second, a figure tore through the billowing dust and soared into the sky!
Son Goku was not only unharmed, but his face was also beaming with an extremely excited smile.
"That's amazing, Vegeta! Your speed and strength are so much better than before!"
But to Vegeta, this praise sounded like the whispers of a demon!
The irony far outweighs the praise!
He doesn't need it!
He doesn't need this idiot's charity or praise!
"Shut up, Kakarot!"
Vegeta roared to the sky, his voice filled with boundless anger, resentment, and madness.
"I don't need your charity or praise! Who do you think you are?"
"I am the prince of the Saiyan!!"
With this hysterical roar, the white flames around his body suddenly surged!
At the edge of this violent and almost out-of-control aura, a faint, almost imperceptible golden light flickered!
At this moment, his aura experienced another terrifying surge!