Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"Snapped!"

Vegeta leaped into the air, his feet leaving the ground, and his body launched into the sky, flying rapidly towards Solo's direction.

Its figure left a faint trail of light in the sky.

Chapter 77 The Dragon Emerges, Fulfilling Our Wishes!

However, Vegeta hadn't flown very far when he was spotted by Zarbon, who was searching nearby.

Sabo hovered in mid-air, his gaze sweeping around, when he suddenly saw a moving point of light in the distant sky.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and he squinted to take a closer look.

"That's... Vegeta?" Zarbon's lips slowly curled up, his face immediately lighting up with joy.

"call out!"

Sabo immediately flew towards Vegeta's location, his body launching out at lightning speed, leaving a long trail in the air.

Vegeta sensed Zarbon's presence immediately after a brief moment of observation.

That aura was rapidly approaching from behind, getting closer and closer.

Vegeta merely smiled dismissively, his lips curving slightly downwards.

Having faced death this time, Vegeta felt that his fighting power had reached at least 4.

The energy within my body is like churning magma, and every muscle is brimming with power.

Dealing with a small Sabo is still quite easy.

Besides, even if we can't beat him, isn't there still Solo?

Thankfully, Frieza didn't come along.

Vegeta's lips curled into a confident smile.

"call out!"

Vegeta accelerated, his body shooting out like an arrow, leaving a trail of bright flame in the air.

A dozen minutes later, Vegeta descended from the sky and landed in the cave where Zoro and the others were.

Then, his gaze swept across the area.

When Vegeta saw Zoro and the others enjoying their meal, he was so angry that his nose twisted and his mouth twitched violently.

A table full of delicious food was laid out on the long dining table: roast meat, stew, salad, fruit... steaming hot and fragrant.

Solo leaned against a rock, a skewer of roasted meat in his hand, his mouth dripping with oil.

Klin squatted to the side, holding a chicken leg in his hand, and was gnawing on it with relish.

Son Gohan sipped the soup slowly.

Dandy sat in the corner, sipping water.

These shameless bastards!

Vegeta clenched his fist.

I was there facing near-death experiences, while you guys are here enjoying delicious food!

So hateful!

"Vegeta?" Goku greeted him with a smile, still chewing on a chicken leg, his words muffled. "Have you eaten? Want to come and have some?"

He held up the chicken leg in his hand and waved it in Vegeta's direction.

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta's lips twitched, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

After hearing what Goku said, Vegeta actually felt a bit hungry, and his stomach rumbled loudly.

“That guy named Sabo is not bad,” Soro said to Vegeta with a smile, taking a bite of his grilled meat, his lips glistening with oil. “He actually healed your injuries.”

"That guy's caught up!" Vegeta glanced back. "I'll take care of him first!"

"Whatever you want!" Solo nodded with a smile and took another bite of the roast meat.

About 10 seconds have passed.

"Snapped!"

Sabo descended from the sky, landing near Solo and the others, his feet stomping on the blue lawn, kicking up a cloud of grass clippings.

His gaze swept across the room, and the moment Sabo saw Solo, his face turned pale, his pupils contracted sharply, and he felt completely unwell, his legs going weak.

What's this Saiyan named Soro doing here?

This is terrible!

"Vegeta!" Zarbo gritted his teeth, glaring at Vegeta with eyes like two knives. "You've played me so badly! Because of you, Lord Frieza no longer trusts me!"

His fists clenched, and the veins on his arms bulged slightly.

"Where did you hide those five Dragon Balls? Hand them over right now! Or I'll get rough with you!"

"You try!" Vegeta smiled confidently, chin held high, arms crossed.

"Hmph!" Sabo snorted coldly, a cruel smile curving his lips.

His body changed rapidly; his skin swelled, his muscles bulged, and his bones lengthened.

The facial features were squeezed together, the forehead protruded, and the mouth widened.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into an ugly toad.

"Huh?" Sun Wukong commented thoughtfully, tilting his head. "His aura is surging wildly! Can he increase his energy by transforming like this?"

"Vegeta, prepare to die!" Zarbo said, pushing off the ground with both feet and launching himself forward to attack Vegeta.

He pulled his fist back, and his energy condensed on it.

But just then, a voice interrupted him.

"Wait a moment!"

Sabo's expression froze, his raised fist stopped in mid-air, and his body suddenly paused.

He mechanically turned his head, his gaze falling on Solo, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

“Lord Zoro,” Sabo said hastily, his voice trembling slightly, “What are your orders? Didn’t you say this was a personal matter between Vegeta and me…”

"Vegeta," Soro asked with a smile, ignoring Zarbon and focusing his gaze on Vegeta, "He said you hid all five of Frieza's Dragon Balls?"

"Hmph!" Vegeta chuckled smugly, a triumphant smile playing on his lips. "They're just too stupid!"

"Then what are we waiting for?" Solo said, without any politeness, his gaze shifting to Sabo, "Let's just kill him!"

He pointed his finger in the air towards Sabo, extending his index finger with the tip aimed at Sabo's body.

"boom!"

Sabo's body instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and fragments of flesh and blood flew in all directions, landing on the blue lawn with a soft pattering sound.

Dead beyond dead.

Vegeta's pupils contracted, his lips twitched a few times, his face turned pale, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

No!

I'm nowhere near as good as Solo.

Just how strong is he?

Vegeta's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Sabo was killed remotely so easily?

Vegeta was deeply shocked, his heart pounding in his chest.

Klin gasped, nearly dropping the chicken leg in his hand.

He glanced at Solo in horror, his eyes wide open.

Solo really doesn't hold back at all!

They can kill someone just like that!

Son Gohan was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his little hands clenched the hem of his clothes.

Dandy shuddered, his body trembling like a leaf.

He mechanically turned his head, his gaze falling on Solo before quickly looking away.

This older brother... seemed quite kind just now.

I didn't expect them to be so ruthless!

However, this man named Sabo killed Elder Muli and the others; he deserves to die!

Dandy clenched his fist and then relaxed it, relaxed it and then clenched it again.

“Goku,” Zoro smiled, turning his gaze to Goku, “Since Vegeta has already hidden the Dragon Balls, it means Frieza isn’t with them.”

"Yes...yes." Sun Wukong nodded, put down the chicken leg in his hand, and wiped his mouth.

He paused, then asked curiously, "Solo, what do you mean?"

Vegeta was also slightly taken aback, his brows furrowing slightly.

“You guys go over there and quietly take the Dragon Balls,” Zoro suggested, glancing at Goku, Krillin, and Gohan. “Then we’ll make our wishes here.”

"Great!" Sun Wukong's eyes lit up, and a big smile spread across his face. "That's what we'll do!"

He thought Solo's idea was brilliant.

"Goku, I'll go with you," Krillin said, standing up and patting the grease off his hands.

"Dad, I want to go too!" Son Gohan clenched his fists and stood up from the ground.

“I…I’ll go too!” Dandy replied, leaning forward slightly.

"My original intention was for you two to go with Goku." Zoro rolled his eyes at Krillin and Gohan. "It's not easy for one person to carry five Dragon Balls. Stop talking nonsense and get going!"