Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

He stared at the sapling for ten seconds without blinking.

The trunk of the sapling split open, making a cracking sound, and a warm current flowed out from the crack.

Before long, the tree trunk spat out an egg, which rolled to the ground.

Looking at the egg in Solo's hand, Qiu Yi was a little confused and frowned slightly.

He looked up at Solo's face, then down at the egg, then up at Solo again.

You're actually a really nice person!

Qiu Yi swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down; he really did feel a bit hungry.

After all, they had been chasing Vegeta all the way to Namek, enduring several days of bumpy travel on the spaceship, and hadn't even had a proper meal yet.

This egg looks quite tempting.

As for poisoning?

nonexistent!

After all, the opponent already had a clear advantage and overwhelming combat power, so there was no need to resort to such underhanded methods as poisoning.

If you really want to kill him, just do it.

"Thank you," Qiu Yi said, without any suspicion, and quickly took the egg. "You're such a good person!"

His fingers pinched the eggshell, which felt warm to the touch, and he gently applied pressure with his fingertips.

"Click".

The eggshell cracked open, revealing the white egg white and golden yolk inside. The egg liquid trembled slightly and emitted a faint fragrance.

Qiu Yi opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing, and poured the raw egg directly into his mouth.

The egg liquid slid down my throat, the warm sensation traveling down my esophagus.

He smacked his lips, swirled his tongue around in his mouth twice, and silently savored the taste.

"Not bad," Qiu Yi commented, her eyes lighting up. "It's quite delicious."

He licked his lips, a little egg yolk still clinging to the corner of his mouth.

Solo stared at the egg that Qiu Yi had just eaten, touched his chin, and rubbed his chin with his fingers a couple of times.

Could it be that the skill of "gazing into pregnancy" means that stones and trees are carrying eggs similar to chicken eggs?

His gaze deepened as he fell into deep thought.

Next time, try finding a bigger rock or tree.

The tree we found this time wasn't very big; the trunk was only as thick as an arm, and the eggs that hatched from it were about the size of chicken eggs.

Moreover, watching Qiu Yi eat that egg, I noticed that it didn't seem much different from the one Krillin ate.

The texture of the egg white, the color of the yolk, and I reckon even the taste will be very similar.

Solo's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes lit up.

His gaze fell on Qiu Yi, focusing on Qiu Yi's abdomen.

Then, Solo stared intently at Qiu Yi.

His pupils were fixed on Qiu Yi's body, his gaze like two nails, firmly anchored to him.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

Let's see what this girl will give birth to after she gets pregnant.

Just as Soro was staring intently at Qiu Yi, Vegeta immediately realized what was happening.

He quietly lowered his hands, slowly removing his fingers from his eyes, revealing a slit.

He peeked out through his fingers.

Solo had his back to him, his gaze fixed on Qiu Yi, completely unaware of what was happening here.

Vegeta's lips curled up slightly, then he immediately closed them again.

A brief hesitation.

He dared not say a word, leaned back slightly, and gently pushed off with his feet in the air.

Vegeta transformed into a streak of light, his body shooting out at such speed that he left a long afterimage in the air.

He fled quickly into the distance, flying hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

Solo ignored him.

He continued to stare at Qiu Yi, his eyes unblinking, like a statue.

However, Bick couldn't hold back any longer.

He crossed his arms, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

"Hmph." Piccolo's voice was forced out of his throat, carrying a chill. "Trying to run!"

As he spoke, Bick's arm suddenly stretched out.

Muscles stretch, bones extend, and arms spring out from the shoulders like rubber bands at speeds almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

"call out!"

Piccolo's arm could extend faster than Vegeta could fly.

The arm tore through the air with a sharp, piercing sound, like a long green snake slicing through the sky.

In an instant, Piccolo's large hand grabbed Vegeta's ankle.

The five fingers gripped the ankle, the knuckles tightened, locking it firmly like an iron clamp.

Vegeta's body suddenly froze, and he was pulled to a stop in mid-air.

He looked down and his pupils contracted sharply, reflecting a green hand.

Vegeta's expression changed repeatedly, from shock to anger, and from anger to displeasure.

This is that Namekian!

His arms can actually stretch this far!

Vegeta's teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding, and he struggled with his ankles, but Piccolo's fingers didn't budge.

Before Vegeta could react, Piccolo grabbed his ankle, clenched his fingers, and pulled him sharply to his side.

Meanwhile, Bick's other fist was already ready, his arm pulled back, muscles taut.

"boom!"

Piccolo's fist slammed heavily into Vegeta's face.

The fist sank into his cheek, and the force of the impact exploded from the point of impact, causing Vegeta's head to tilt sharply to one side.

"Awoo..."

Vegeta let out a scream as he was sent flying backward, tumbling twice in the air before crashing to the ground.

A red swelling appeared on his cheek, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 48 Vegeta: Power Level 9?

Sun Wukong glanced at Piccolo, then at Vegeta, but didn't say much. He crossed his arms and stood to the side.

"Uncle Piccolo is so amazing!" Gohan's eyes sparkled with admiration. "Two months ago, we weren't even a match for him!"

Piccolo smiled and looked at Gohan, his gaze softening for a moment.

He then shifted his gaze to Vegeta, his eyes gradually turning cold, and the corners of his mouth slightly downturned.

"Vegeta," Piccolo's voice was deep and cold, "we haven't settled the score with you for Earth yet!"

"This...how is this possible?" Vegeta looked stunned, his eyes wide, Piccolo's image reflected in his pupils, his voice filled with disbelief, "I was knocked down by a Namekian with one punch?"

Qiu Yi in the sky narrowed his eyes, his mouth slightly open, staring at Bick in shock.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Am I seeing things?

This Namekian actually defeated Vegeta?

Was Vegeta careless?

Wait a moment……

I'm a little confused about their relationship.

What exactly is the relationship between these people?

"You... which side are you on?" Qiu Yi asked Solo, his voice tinged with confusion.

“I’m with them.” Zoro pointed at Piccolo, Goku, and the others, then pointed downwards.

"Then... you're not with Vegeta?" Qiu Yi asked again, raising his eyebrows slightly.

“No.” Solo chuckled, a smile curving his lips.

"That's good." Qiu Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing.

After saying that, Qiu Yi suddenly felt his stomach churning violently.

His expression changed, his brows furrowed, and he clutched his abdomen with both hands.

"My stomach... what's wrong?" Qiu Yi's voice trembled, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "You didn't poison the eggs, did you?"

His gaze sharpened, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Poisoning?" Solo feigned confusion, tilting his head and blinking twice. "What do you mean?"

"No...maybe I'm overthinking it." Qiu Yi shook his head, his brows relaxing and then furrowing again.

He felt that Solo's expression didn't seem fake; it was too natural.