Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"Zoro," Goku suggested to Zoro, hovering low in the air, "I'll go check on Gohan and Krillin first."

"Go ahead, go ahead." Solo nodded, readily agreeing, and waved to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong said no more, turned around, transformed into a streak of light, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

Only Zoro and Vegeta remained on the spot.

Soro stepped forward, walked up to Vegeta, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Vegeta, you've got a pretty good learning ability." Zoro grinned, a smirk playing on his lips. "You've already learned to hide your ki. Give you some more time, and see if you can completely conceal it?"

Vegeta's shoulder swayed as he was patted, his body tense like a fully drawn bowstring.

His lips moved a few times, and a voice squeezed out from his throat, hoarse and low.

"Solo... there's something I have to tell you!"

"What is it?" Solo smiled slightly, withdrew his hand, and crossed his arms. "Go ahead and say it."

“You can kill me, I won’t complain.” Vegeta sneered, raising his chin slightly and looking directly at Soro. “But I hope you can promise me one thing.”

"Tell me about it," Solo said with a smile, tilting his head.

Chapter 67 Beerus, the God of Destruction?

“I just learned this from Dodoria as well,” Vegeta said in a deep voice, his fist clenching involuntarily. “Our Saiyan planet was destroyed by Frieza himself, not by a giant meteorite impact!”

"That's all?" Solo chuckled, a hint of disdain in his smile.

"You...you knew all along?" Vegeta was taken aback, his brows furrowing.

“I already knew.” Solo smiled calmly, his gaze becoming profound. “Moreover, there is another person who was the real instigator.”

"You... what did you say?" Vegeta was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

He paused, then immediately asked, "Who is it? Is it Frieza's father, Kurd?"

“No.” Solo slowly gave the answer, his voice not loud, but every word was clear, “It’s Beerus, the God of Destruction.”

"God of Destruction! Beerus!" Vegeta was shocked. His pupils shrank, his mouth opened wide, and his jaw almost dropped. He was stunned for a long time.

His mind was in chaos, with all sorts of thoughts racing through his head.

Solo didn't continue speaking, but silently watched Vegeta's changing expressions, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"That Beerus, who's known as the strongest God of Destruction in the universe?" Vegeta exclaimed in astonishment, his voice trembling. "Why would he want to destroy our Saiyan planet?"

"Isn't this all thanks to your good father?" Solo sighed, shaking his head and spreading his hands at his sides. "Beerus asked your father to find him the most comfortable pillow in the universe. After he found it, he kept it for himself and gave the second most comfortable pillow to Beerus. Beerus was furious about this, which is why he ordered Frieza to destroy Planet Vegeta."

"How could... how could such a thing happen?" Vegeta was stunned, his eyes wide like saucers, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked with some surprise, "How did you know that?"

“Never mind how I know,” Solo snorted, crossing his arms. “If you don’t believe me, go ask Frieza yourself.”

Vegeta fell silent, his lips pressed into a thin line.

You want me to ask Frieza?

Frieza might not be telling the truth either.

"Kill me." Vegeta took a deep breath, his chest heaving, then slowly closed his eyes, his eyelids shut, and his chin slightly raised.

Vegeta knew very well that with his current fighting power, no matter how hard he tried, he could never be a match for Zoro.

It's better to give up the struggle.

"Did I say I was going to kill you?" Solo said with a smile, a smirk playing on his lips. "I'm going to keep you alive so you can witness firsthand that a mediocre warrior will always be stronger than a genius like you."

"Are you... are you serious?" Vegeta was slightly taken aback, opened his eyes, and looked at Soro with a complicated expression, his eyes filled with confusion and incomprehension.

"I'm not particularly interested in someone like you with a fighting power of only tens of thousands." Soro shook his head, looking at Vegeta with disappointment, his gaze sweeping over him from head to toe.

He tilted his head.

"Look at you! You're a Saiyan genius warrior. Your power level was already 15000 when you were 5 years old, but when you went to Earth, it was only 18000. Aren't you ashamed?"

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta's mouth twitched violently, his entire face contorted, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"This...this..." Vegeta's voice trembled. "This is Frieza...he deliberately put me in a star system with virtually no combat power. In a star system like that, I couldn't improve my combat power at all!"

Vegeta trembled with rage, his chest heaving violently.

"Is that really so?" Solo chuckled and patted Vegeta's cheek, making a crisp sound as he slapped his face twice.

Vegeta trembled even more violently, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

"Speak!" Solo increased the force, making the sound of his hand slapping his cheek louder.

"It's true!" Vegeta gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, the words squeezed out from between his teeth, "Why would I lie to you?"

"So that's why it took you over 20 years for your fighting power to increase by only 3000?" Zoro smiled, scrutinizing Vegeta with a grin, and tilted his head.

"Yes...yes." Vegeta nodded, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Although he was unhappy, he didn't dare to show it too obviously.

If we dare to confront Solo head-on now...

Vegeta knew very well that he would die a terrible death.

First, endure hardship and seek survival...

Wait until I, Vegeta, become a Super Saiyan!

Just wait and see how I deal with you!

His gaze was lowered, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"By the way," Soro said, helping Vegeta straighten his somewhat damaged armor, pinching a torn section between his fingers, casually prying it off and tossing it on the ground, "do you know why Frieza wanted to destroy our planet?"

Vegeta glanced down and his body trembled again.

It's unclear whether it was because a piece of the armor was torn off, or because Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta.

“Didn’t you just say that?” Vegeta snorted coldly, answering with obvious displeasure, his chin slightly raised, “It was Beerus who ordered it!”

“Beetle was behind it,” Solo chuckled, dusting off his hands. “But Frieza also had his own agenda.”

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted and nodded silently. "Frieza has been at odds with us Saiyans for a long time, so what you're saying makes perfect sense."

"Where are you planning to go?" Solo asked with a smile, tilting his head.

It seems Vegeta isn't planning to reveal anything about Super Saiyan!

He thought that no one else knew except himself.

Vegeta fell silent, his lips pressed into a thin line.

"Are you planning to go over there to find the Dragon Balls?" Zoro pointed in the direction Vegeta was about to go, pointing a little into the distance.

"You...you knew all along?" Vegeta's expression changed slightly, and his eyelids twitched.

"Come with me," Solo called out, his body rising slightly, his feet off the ground. "Let's go find the Dragon Balls over there."

He then immediately took off, his body shooting into the sky and hovering a few meters above the ground.

Vegeta hesitated for a moment, frowned, gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to quickly chase after them.

Although Vegeta desperately wanted to escape, he knew very well that...

With my current fighting strength, I have no way to escape.

Soro was in front, Vegeta was behind, and the two figures streaked through the air, moving forward at high speed.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the blue lawn rushed past my feet.

Soon, Solo saw a cluster of white buildings below.

These buildings are entirely white, with smooth walls and hemispherical roofs with green, round glass windows that gleam slightly in the sunlight.

Chapter 68 You want me, the prince, to be your underling?

The village is small, with several buildings scattered across a blue lawn, surrounded by a few twisted Namekian trees.

"Snapped!"

Solo descended from the sky, landing on the ground in the center of the village with a soft thud as his toes touched the ground.

Vegeta also slowly landed, standing a step behind Soro.

Upon seeing the two people who suddenly appeared, the expressions of the many Namekians present changed drastically.

Several Namekians shielded the children behind them, while a young Namekian stepped forward to block them, his fists clenched, his eyes fixed on Zoro and Vegeta.

"Hello." Solo smiled kindly, looking at one of the elderly men, a gentle curve appearing at the corners of his mouth. "I am Solo, and I know your Grand Elder."

He paused.

"The Grand Elder sent me to tell you to leave this place immediately!"

"Elder?" The elder was slightly taken aback, his cloudy eyes lingering on Solo's face for a second.

“A cosmic emperor named Frieza has come to this planet and is searching for the Dragon Balls. He has already killed the villagers of several villages,” Soro said truthfully, his gaze sweeping over the Namekians present. “They will find this place soon. What you need to do now is find a place to hide immediately to avoid being found by them.”

“It seems you are telling the truth.” The elder nodded silently, a hint of trust flashing in his cloudy eyes. “I can clearly sense that there is no evil in your heart.”

He paused, turned around, and called out to the villagers present, raising his arm high and speaking in a loud voice: "Did you all hear that? Put down what you're doing and let's go hide in the mountains over there right now!"

The villagers present all silently agreed, and no one raised any objections.

The young helped the old, some picked up children, and everyone began to move away from the place in an orderly manner, their steps quick but not chaotic.

Before leaving, the elder took out a dragon ball from his robes, held it in both hands, and handed it to Solo.

“Mr. Zoro,” the elder asked, looking directly at Zoro, “shouldn’t the Grand Elder have instructed us to hand over the Dragon Balls to you?”

“Yes.” Solo nodded and took the Dragon Ball with both hands. “Then I won’t be polite.”

"Please keep this dragon pearl safe." The elder said solemnly, clasping his hands together in front of him.

"Don't worry." Zoro smiled slightly, holding the Dragon Ball in his arms. "The Grand Elder also entrusted the Dragon Ball to us for safekeeping. However, we only have two Dragon Balls at the moment; the remaining five should be with Frieza."

"The peace of Namek..." the elder continued, his voice tinged with earnestness, "is in your hands."