Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

The moment the knob was turned, a heavy pressure surged from all directions, quickly spreading throughout the bodies of everyone present.

The air became heavy, and each breath required effort.

Caught completely off guard, Krillin and Gohan were forced to their knees, their bodies buckling and sinking downwards.

Klin braced his hands on the floor, veins bulging on his forehead.

Son Gohan gritted his teeth, his face flushed red, and he pressed his knees against the floor, trying his best not to fall down.

Bick gritted his teeth and held on, his legs trembling slightly, his knees not bending, but the muscles in his back were taut.

Sun Wukong also lowered his body and bent over slightly, but he quickly adapted, straightened up, and his breathing became steady.

Solo, however, remained standing there as if nothing had happened, hands in his pockets, grinning.

"Hey, Solo!" Klin exclaimed, tears welling up in his eyes. He braced himself on the floor, on the verge of tears, "We're not ready yet!"

"Will your enemies wait until you're ready before killing you?" Solo asked with a smile, tilting his head to look at Klin.

Klin was speechless for a moment, his lips twitched, and he lowered his head and shut his mouth.

"Those who don't want to cultivate, please leave," Solo called out to the crowd, pointing towards the door. "I'm going to increase the gravity further."

Krillin and Gohan quickly resisted the pressure of gravity and climbed upstairs using both their hands and feet.

Klin's bald head was covered in sweat, which dripped down his forehead.

Son Gohan gritted his teeth and climbed up step by step, the water bottle swaying at his waist.

Sun Wukong and Piccolo, however, stayed behind.

Sun Wukong stretched his wrists, spread his feet apart, and assumed a pose.

Bick took a deep breath, crossed his arms, and stood to the side.

Solo walked to the control panel, reached out and grasped the knob, adjusting the gravity to 20 times that of Earth.

Turn the knob, and the pressure doubles again.

Sun Wukong's body sank, his knees bent, and he quickly braced himself with his hands.

His jaw was clenched, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

Bick, however, was in trouble. His legs buckled and he immediately knelt on the ground.

He braced himself with his hands in front of him, his back arched, and his breathing became rapid.

As for Solo, he remained standing there as if nothing had happened, arms crossed, without even a change in expression.

It seemed that gravity had no effect on him at all.

"Zoro." Sun Wukong looked up, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. "How many times stronger than gravity is this?"

“Twenty times Earth’s gravity.” Solo smiled slightly, his tone relaxed.

"That's 20 times gravity!" Sun Wukong said, then looked at Zoro in surprise, his gaze sweeping over Zoro twice. "Zoro, why are you completely unharmed?"

"The gravity training room was ready a long time ago." Solo smiled and crossed his arms. "I've already trained in advance and adapted to 50 times the gravity."

Sun Wukong's lips twitched, his mouth opened slightly, then closed again.

Bick's eye twitched, and his lips pressed into a thin line.

The two remained silent.

There was silence for a moment.

Sun Wukong turned to look at Solo, scratched his head, and complained with a wry smile, "You're so cunning! No wonder your energy has increased so quickly! Why didn't you say so earlier? I wanted to go and train too."

“I specially reserved 50 times for you.” Solo smiled, crossed his arms, and leaned against the control panel.

"You left me 50 times? What does that mean?" Sun Wukong was puzzled, tilting his head and frowning slightly.

“With your talent, you can definitely withstand 100 times gravity!” Solo said with a smile and a confident tone. “So, you should get used to 50 times gravity as soon as possible. Once you’re almost used to it, I’ll train with you.”

Chapter 38 The Emperor of the Universe? Frieza?

"So that's what it means!" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and a smile spread across his face. "That's great! I'll start training right away and try to adapt to 50 times the gravity as soon as possible."

He clenched his fist in front of him, turned around and walked to the center of the training room, spread his feet apart, bent his knees slightly, and assumed a standing meditation posture.

Solo nodded slightly and then left the gravity training room.

The metal door opened and closed, and his footsteps echoed up the stairs, gradually fading into the distance.

Bick gritted his teeth and stood firm downstairs, his back slightly hunched and beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

His legs were still trembling slightly, but his gaze was firm.

He planned to stay and cultivate with Sun Wukong.

"Piccolo, are you sure you want to stay?" Goku turned his head and asked, his gaze falling on Piccolo.

“Of course.” Piccolo glanced at Goku, his lips slightly downturned, and his chin lifted.

He lowered his hands from his chest and let them hang at his sides, adopting a standing posture.

……

When Zoro went upstairs, he found that Gohan had changed his clothes.

He and Klin sat facing each other on the floor of the rest area, legs crossed, hands on their knees, eyes closed, meditating.

Their breathing was slow and deep, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

A few minutes later.

"Huhuhu..."

Krillin and Gohan opened their eyes at the same time, panting heavily, their chests heaving violently.

Sweat streamed down Krillin's bald head, and Gohan's bangs were also soaked with sweat and stuck to his forehead.

Both of them were exhausted, leaning slightly forward with their hands on the floor.

"Gohan, you're really something!" Krillin exclaimed, turning to look at Gohan with a hint of admiration in his eyes. "After all, you have Saiyan blood, plus Piccolo's special training, so your progress is much faster than mine."

"But Uncle Krillin knows a lot of special moves, I admire you!" Gohan grinned, wiped the sweat from his forehead, revealing two rows of white teeth.

As the two were talking, they inadvertently turned their heads and found that Solo had already come up and was leaning against the wall at the top of the stairs, arms crossed, looking at them.

"Solo's here," Klin greeted with a smile, sitting up straight. "We couldn't keep up with the training progress down below, so we trained up here."

"Make yourselves at home." Solo nodded, walked to the main control panel, sat down, put his legs on the console, leaned back in his chair.

“Speaking of which… Zoro.” Krillin rubbed his bald head, running his fingers along his scalp a few times, and looked at Zoro before asking, “I’ve always had a question. Where did that guy named Vegeta go? Wasn’t your Saiyan planet destroyed a long time ago?”

“He must have gone to one of Frieza’s planets,” Solo replied calmly, his gaze fixed on the ceiling.

"Frieza?" Krillin paused slightly, leaning forward with a curious expression. "Who is he?"

“An evil fellow who calls himself the Emperor of the Universe,” Solo sighed, shaking his head.

"Cosmic Emperor?" Krillin's lips twitched, his pupils contracted slightly, and a forced smile appeared on his face. "So, is this guy very strong?"

“Yes, he is indeed very strong.” Solo nodded, his gaze shifting from the ceiling to Krillin. “His combat power seems to be over 1 million.”

Klin's pupils contracted sharply, his body froze, his mouth gaped open, and his jaw almost dropped.

"You... what did you say?" Krillin leaped to his feet, his body springing up, but he stumbled as he landed, his pale face filled with utter terror. "A combat power of over 1 million?"

Son Gohan also got up from the ground, his face pale, cold sweat pouring down his forehead and running down his temples.

His lips trembled twice, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Combat power of 1 billion?

Krillin and Gohan exchanged a glance, seeing the same fear in each other's eyes.

"You must be joking, Solo!" Klin was on the verge of tears, his face as white as a sheet, his lips trembling. "You must be joking, right?"

“I never joke!” Solo replied with a straight face, looking directly at Klin with a serious expression.

Klin: "..."

Klin's lips twitched violently, he swallowed, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Son Gohan: "..."

Son Gohan gripped his trouser leg tightly with his little hands, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

The two stared at each other for several seconds, their gazes meeting in mid-air before simultaneously looking away.

His lips moved, then closed again.

terrible!

It's terrible!

With such high combat power, is he trying to defy the heavens?

"1 million combat power..." Krillin's lips twitched suddenly, his voice dry, as if he were talking to himself, "My current combat power is probably less than 1, right? Could he kill me with a fart?"

"More or less," Solo nodded.

Klin didn't want to talk anymore.

He lowered his head, placed his hands on his knees, and stared at the patterns on the floor.

Can we not be so honest?

You should at least offer me some comfort.

"Is this cosmic emperor named Frieza the mastermind behind Vegeta?" Krillin looked up and asked again.

“Not really.” Solo shook his head and tapped his fingers twice on the console. “Years ago, when Planet Vegeta still existed, Saiyans were combatants in Frieza’s army, responsible for eliminating the humans on the planet and selling it to other aliens at a high price.”

“Saiyans are truly wicked!” Krillin sighed, hands on his hips. Then, he suddenly realized something, quickly waved his hands, and said with a wry smile, “Zoro, I didn’t mean you that. You’re different from those Saiyans.”

“The Saiyans were wiped out because of this.” Solo sighed, his gaze drifting to the starry sky outside the porthole.

Klin stared blankly at Solo, his lips moving slightly.

He suddenly realized how profound Solo's words were!

"Solo, have you ever conquered other planets' humans before?" Klin asked cautiously, lowering his voice.