Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 1688 Three Super Saiyans and Three Saiyans

"Get up, you two pieces of trash! How much longer do you intend to lie on the ground?!"

Vegeta's voice, like a cold blade, pierced the stifling air inside the gravity chamber.

He kicked Naba in the broad back without any mercy, and then kicked Raditz, who was curled up to the side.

The boots struck flesh with a thud that sent shivers down your spine; under the pressure of twenty times the force of gravity, the two kicks felt exceptionally heavy.

Naba let out a suppressed whimper, cold sweat instantly soaking through his combat uniform.

He felt an ominous creaking sound from his ribs, and a sharp pain almost suffocated him.

"Vegeta..."

He was breathing heavily, his fingers digging deep into the training room floor.

My ribs.

Raditz's situation is even worse.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the scarlet blood droplets fell strangely in the supergravity environment, splashing out into shocking flowers on the ground.

He was curled up like a shrimp, his long hair disheveled and plastered to his sweaty face, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

Raditz struggled to prop himself up on his elbows, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

“Vegeta, we’re not like you…and not every Saiyan can adapt as quickly as you…”

"What a waste!"

Vegeta's roar was filled with undisguised contempt.

His gaze passed over the two subordinates who were collapsed on the ground and landed on Sun Wukong and his group who were training at the other end of the gravity chamber.

To his annoyance, Goku's sidekick, Trunks, and even Gohan, Kakarot's son, were already able to stand firmly under twenty times gravity, while his elite Saiyan warriors were crawling on the ground like two worms.

What Vegeta found most unacceptable was that this kind of training had been going on for months.

Not only did Kakarot's strength far exceed expectations, but his companions and son also showed an astonishing rate of growth.

Vegeta gritted his teeth and activated the combat power detector.

The numbers flashing on his glasses fueled his anger: Raditz, a low-level warrior who once had a combat power of only 1500, had now broken through the 15,000 mark; Naba, though progressing more slowly, had also reached a combat power of over 20,000.

Such growth would be astonishing anywhere in the universe, but—

His gaze involuntarily drifted to the opposite side.

Kakarot's family is truly a family of three outstanding talents!

That boy, Trunks, who appeared out of nowhere, had just performed an incredible transformation right before his eyes.

"Aha!!!"

Golden flames instantly enveloped Trunks' entire body, his black hair stood on end as if soaked in golden dye, his eyes turned emerald green, and lightning-like energy sparks erupted around him.

The powerful aura even caused the air in the gravity chamber to vibrate.

"This, this is impossible!"

Naba forgot his own pain and stared in disbelief at the scene.

Raditz struggled to sit up, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Super Saiyan... the legendary Super Saiyan..."

"How did you become a Super Saiyan?"

Vegeta practically roared as he instantly teleported in front of Trunks, staring intently at the unexpected Super Saiyan.

As a Saiyan prince, the level he had struggled to reach was so easily achieved by an unknown boy.
Trunks suppressed his aura and looked back at Vegeta with a complicated expression.

"Because I have a hybrid bloodline of Saiyan and Earthling."

He spoke softly, his tone carrying an inscrutable emotion.

"A half-Saiyan?"

Vegeta paused for a moment, then thought he understood something.

"So you're also Kakarot's child?"

In his mind, besides himself and Goku, the only other pure-blooded Saiyans on Earth were his two useless henchmen. And considering Future Trunks' age, he couldn't possibly be their child, so it could only be Goku's.

"No."

Trunks gave a brief answer without further explanation.

This enigmatic answer only made Vegeta more agitated.

But what happened next was even more devastating.

Son Gohan also began to gather his energy.

He clenched his fists, and golden energy ripples began to emanate from his body.

"Aha!!!"

With a clear shout, Gohan successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan.

His body exuded an incredibly powerful aura, and the golden flames were as dazzling as a burning sun.

The powerful energy shockwave even forced Vegeta to take a half step back, while Nappa and Raditz were completely pinned to the floor, unable to even lift their heads.

Vegeta stood still, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He looked at the three Super Saiyans in front of him—Kakarot, Trunks, and now even that brat has succeeded!
And what about himself? What about his elite team that he was so proud of? Naba and Raditz are still crawling on the ground like maggots!

"Trash! It's all trash!"

Vegeta's roar echoed in the gravity chamber.

He suddenly unleashed a powerful burst of energy, causing Naba and Raditz, who were lying on the ground, to roll several times.

"You have three days,"

Vegeta's voice was as cold as ice.

"If you can't move freely under twenty times gravity, then never get up."

There was a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"Saiyans don't need trash, especially trash that embarrasses me."

Nappa struggled to lift his head, his face a mixture of pain and fear: "But Vegeta, this gravity is just too—"

"Shut up!"

Vegeta stepped on Nappa's hand and heard a cracking sound from the bones.

"If people from Kakarot's side can do it, why can't you so-called elite Saiyans? What a joke!"

Raditz struggled to get up, but the supergravity pressed down on his back like an invisible mountain, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.

"Vegeta, please give us a little more time,"

He said, panting.

"Our bodies need time to adapt."

"process?"

Vegeta gave a cold laugh.

"Will the enemy give you a chance to recover? Will Frieza give you a chance to recover?"

He looked around the gravity chamber.

"In this universe, only the strong have the right to survive. And you,"

His gaze swept over his two subordinates like a blade.

"I am proving that I am not worth living."

Just then, Sun Wukong walked over, his relaxed demeanor infuriating, as if the twenty times gravity didn't exist at all.

"Vegeta, don't be too harsh on them,"

He said, "Everyone adapts to gravity differently. It took Gohan and me time to get used to it too."

(End of this chapter)