Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

The spaceship shot into the vast universe at an extremely high speed.

Solo turned his head and looked through the observation window at the shrinking planet Atlantis.

The purple planet was getting smaller and smaller, farther and farther away from view.

His gaze gradually sharpened.

I want to become stronger.

This planet still needs me to protect it.

There, 100 family members are waiting for me to return.

Solo calmed himself down and then quickly started operating the main console.

One minute later.

"call out!"

The spaceship changed course, tracing an arc across the vast starry sky, and traveled towards Earth at an extremely high speed.

The screen on the main control panel shows that it will take at least 10 days to reach Earth from here.

With nothing to do, Solo lay down and went to sleep.

But he didn't actually fall asleep.

After closing his eyes, he could clearly feel the surging energy within his body.

The passive skill of [Combat Power x50] has been completely integrated with my body, flowing through every vein like blood.

5 combat power.

Not very strong.

But that's enough to rub Vegeta to the ground.

Solo's lips curled up slightly as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

……

Time flies like an arrow; it passes in the blink of an eye.

tenth day.

Solo opened his eyes.

Through the observation window, he saw that familiar blue planet.

Azure ocean, white clouds, and verdant continent.

Earth.

I am coming!

Solo narrowed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

I wonder if Vegeta came to Earth at this time?

A surge of anticipation and excitement welled up inside him. Solo rubbed his hands together and began to maneuver the spaceship toward Earth's atmosphere.

……

Earth, a certain wasteland region.

An extremely fierce battle has just taken place here.

Several deep craters were blasted into the ground, and rubble was scattered everywhere.

Several corpses lay scattered among the rubble.

Tianjin rice, dumplings, and Leping noodles!

Several warriors on Earth have already died.

Now, only Krillin, Piccolo, and Gohan are still alive.

Sun Wukong is still on his way.

Piccolo hovered in mid-air, his expression growing increasingly grave, veins bulging on his forehead, and cold sweat trickling down his temples.

He clenched his teeth, his gaze fixed intently on the enemy opposite him.

Klin also assumed a fighting stance, his legs slightly apart and his fists clenched in front of him.

But his body was trembling.

It wasn't the cold, it was the fear.

That kind of instinctive fear that comes from the depths of one's bones when facing an invincible enemy.

The person opposite them was Naba.

Naba crossed his arms, hovering in the air, looking down at them with a contemptuous smile.

“Let’s fight on the ground,” Bick said in a low voice, his gaze never leaving the enemy. “He’s better suited to fighting in the air than we are.”

Klin glanced back at Piccolo and nodded slightly.

"call out!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the two immediately descended from the sky and landed on the ground.

Klin only felt a little more at ease the moment his feet touched the ground.

"Hmph." Naba let out a contemptuous laugh. "It's the same everywhere, just a death throes!"

As he spoke, Naba moved and swooped down from the sky.

His body tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and a violent pressure pressed down on Piccolo and Krillin.

"They're here!" Klin exclaimed, instinctively taking a half-step back.

Bick clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking, and he bared his teeth, his face extremely grave.

"Dad!" Gohan covered his eyes in fright, too scared to look.

Naba was getting closer and closer to Piccolo and Krillin.

ten meters.

five meters.

three meters.

The oppressive force grew heavier and heavier, making it almost impossible for Krillin to breathe.

Just then.

"Naba, wait a minute!"

Vegeta, who was watching the show from the sidelines, suddenly shouted.

Naba was taken aback at first.

Immediately afterwards, he brought the car to a screeching halt in mid-air.

A burst of air exploded in front of him, and his body came to a steady stop in mid-air, less than two meters away from Piccolo and Krillin.

Bick's pupils contracted.

Klin was also startled, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead and nose.

Upon hearing Vegeta speak, Krillin and Piccolo immediately turned to look in his direction.

Nappa also turned his gaze to Vegeta with a puzzled expression.

Vegeta stood calmly in place, hands on his hips, chin slightly raised, and a haughty smile on his lips.

That smile was like an adult watching a swarm of ants crawling at their feet.

"What are you doing, Vegeta? Why are you stopping me?" Nappa asked curiously, his tone tinged with displeasure.

Chapter 5 Vegeta, do you still remember Zoro?

"Don't rush," Vegeta said with a smile. "I have some questions to ask them."

"What did you say?" Naba asked, puzzled.

He scratched his bald head and frowned.

What's the point of talking to a bunch of trash?

Klin and Bick remained silent, increasingly sensing the worsening situation.

They looked at each other and saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

This tall guy is already very impressive.

But that little guy looked stronger than him.

Otherwise, this tall guy wouldn't be so obedient.

"Is the Goku you're talking about Goku Kakarot?" Vegeta asked with a grin, hands on his hips.

“Yes!” Klin gritted his teeth and answered truthfully, “So what!”

“Just as I heard on the sniffer,” Vegeta said, waving his index finger. “He was resurrected through the Dragon Balls, is that what you mean?”

After saying that, he burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha! So the savior you were hoping for was Kakarot!"

Neither Klin nor Bick said a word.

Klin clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

Piccolo's gaze was dark as he stared intently at Vegeta's every move.

"Useless trash who can't even beat Raditz." Vegeta chuckled contemptuously. "What good would it do even if he came?"

"Goku is different now!" Krillin clenched his left fist in front of him and shouted, his voice trembling slightly with excitement. "He has definitely become stronger!"

"You can't beat Goku!" Piccolo shouted in a deep voice.

"Hahaha!" Naba laughed coldly. "Then why didn't he come and try? Was he too scared to come and run away long ago?"