Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

The air began to tremble, and a chilling pressure surged from the horizon, sweeping across the land like a tide.

Frieza's feet landed on a high cliff, crushing several rocks under his weight.

He looked down at the three people on the blue lawn below, his gaze like two sharp knives.

Frieza was wondering what was going on when the sky turned dark.

Namek has no night.

With three suns shining in the sky at the same time, this land will forever be bright.

It's getting dark; something important must be happening.

A thought flashed through Frieza's mind, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Could someone's wish have come true? Maybe it really is!

His lips twitched violently, and a surge of rage welled up in his chest.

Frieza was furious. He gritted his teeth and scanned the ground, searching for Solo and the others.

After searching for a while, Frieza indeed spotted the golden-glowing green dragon Porunga in the sky.

Its body blots out the sky, like a giant lantern in the darkness.

Frieza then rushed over from afar.

His speed was like a white lightning bolt, tearing the air with a sharp whistling sound.

However, by the time he arrived, Porunga's figure had already begun to disappear.

The sky was filled with golden sparks that exploded like fireworks before slowly disappearing.

The rays of the three suns shone down once more, illuminating the blue earth.

"Is this Frieza?" Goku stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping over Frieza twice before he murmured in thought, "On the surface, he doesn't seem like anything special!"

"You... what did you say?" Vegeta was stunned, stared blankly at Goku, and his lips twitched.

Are you kidding me?

You actually said Frieza is nothing special!

When you realize how powerful Frieza is, you'll be terrified!

Vegeta rolled his eyes at Goku, thinking he was really ignorant.

"What just happened?" Frieza's face was grim, his voice sounding like it came from an ice cellar. His gaze swept over Zoro, Goku, and Vegeta one by one. "That glowing dragon... is it related to the Dragon Balls?"

"Yes." Sun Wukong smiled slightly and answered truthfully, crossing his arms. "We have already fulfilled our wishes. You are too late."

"Just as I thought!" Frieza's face grew increasingly grim, turning ashen and then deathly pale. He asked unwillingly, "What about the Dragon Balls?"

"If you grant your wish, the Dragon Balls will turn to stone," Goku said truthfully and calmly. "It will take about a year for them to recover."

Of course, what Goku didn't know was that the Namekian Dragon Balls would only take one hundred days to recover.

His mind still held the rules of the Earth Dragon.

“A year…” Frieza narrowed his eyes, his pupils shrinking to slits, a deep killing intent surfacing in his gaze.

The killing intent surged out of his body as if it were a tangible substance, making the surrounding air several degrees colder.

I came all the way to Namek, wasted so many days, and ended up with nothing to show for it.

How could Frieza not be angry?

"Where's Sabo?" Frieza asked again, shifting his gaze from Goku to Vegeta.

"Hmph, he's already dead!" Vegeta sneered, raising his chin slightly and curling his lips into a mocking smile.

"You killed him, Vegeta?" Frieza asked coldly, his voice filled with barely suppressed chill. "You and these guys teamed up to kill Zarbon, didn't you?"

"Tch!" Vegeta didn't want to answer the question, so he turned his face away and looked into the distance.

"Clap!"

Frieza leaped off the cliff, his body flipping in the air before landing heavily opposite Solo and the others.

It kicked up a cloud of dust upon landing, and the shockwave spread outwards, causing the blue grass blades to bend to either side.

"None of you will escape!" Frieza roared, his voice rising in fury. "I will absolutely not let you get away with this!"

Energy began to erupt wildly from his body.

A powerful aura erupted from his body, and white light danced across his skin, growing brighter and more dazzling.

The ripples in the air lifted the pebbles off the ground, sending them tumbling in all directions.

The air trembled violently, and a chilling pressure spread outwards like a tide, making it hard to breathe.

Upon sensing Frieza's immense energy, Vegeta felt a sudden weight on his heart, as if a boulder were pressing down on his chest.

His pupils contracted sharply, and his face was filled with utter shock.

Is this Frieza's true power?

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

I feel his combat power is at least 50.

Vegeta's fingers trembled slightly.

I'm no match for him at all!

This is terrible!

Oh, right, I heard from Sabo that Frieza can transform even further.

Vegeta clenched his teeth.

What a terrifying monster!

Your combat power is already 50. What will your combat power be after you transform?

Is it possible to have 100?

Vegeta was thinking too much for a moment, with all sorts of ideas swirling around in his mind.

"Who should we start with?" Frieza asked coldly, his gaze slowly sweeping over the three of them like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, deciding who to target first.

"Hey bro, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and get him!" Solo said, raising his foot and kicking Vegeta.

"boom!"

Caught off guard, Vegeta staggered forward a few steps and was kicked by Solo, sending him flying towards Frieza.

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta's eyes widened as he reflected Frieza's face drawing ever closer. A thousand horses galloped through his mind, and all sorts of vicious words surged within him.

Solo, you shameless bastard.

Are you trying to send me up there to my death?

"If you're going to be a lackey, you should be prepared to be one," Solo berated from behind, hands on hips, chin held high. "If you don't hurry up and get on the field, do you expect me to step in for you?"

Vegeta was no longer listening.

Because he was getting closer and closer to Frieza, and that white face was rapidly magnifying in his field of vision.

His face was instantly filled with utter terror, and his lips trembled.

"You're asking for it!" Frieza sneered, looking at Vegeta charging towards him. He leaned back slightly and then kicked him hard.

His feet whistled through the air, moving as fast as a white lightning bolt.

"boom!"

Frieza's kick landed directly on Vegeta's neck.

The sound of bones cracking exploded in the air, crisp and piercing.

Vegeta's body flew out at an angle like a kicked stone, tumbling twice in the air before crashing to the ground.

"Ow..."

Vegeta let out a yell, tilting his head to the side and resting it against his shoulder at an impossible angle.

His breath suddenly became weak, like a lamp blown out by the wind.

"Vegeta!" Goku exclaimed in alarm, unable to bear it any longer. "His neck is twisted!"

"So weak." Solo shook his head in disappointment, crossed his arms, and his lips twitched slightly. "I thought he would be of some use, but I didn't expect him to not even qualify as cannon fodder."

Sun Wukong: "..."

Sun Wukong turned around, looked at Solo speechlessly, moved his lips slightly, and then closed them again.

A brief silence.

Sun Wukong turned around, walked over to Vegeta, squatted down, and looked down at him.

His eyes held a hint of sympathy and reluctance, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Zoro watched Sun Wukong's retreating figure, a slight smile curving his lips.

He knew that Sun Wukong was that kind of person, so he didn't find it strange.

This is Sun Wukong.

The innocent and kind-hearted protagonist of Dragon Ball.

Zoro would never try to change Goku.

If he changed, he wouldn't be Sun Wukong anymore.

"Ah...ah..."

Vegeta lay on the ground, letting out desperate, low moans, his voice hoarse and weak.

He felt he was having trouble breathing, and with each breath, a hissing sound came from his throat.

At the same time, life is rapidly dissipating, like sand slipping through our fingers.

At that moment, Vegeta was filled with despair.

Super Saiyans and legendary Super Saiyans are nothing but decorations when faced with imminent death.