Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

Solo pressed his finger down, and the wind from his punch swept past his head.

Naba raised his leg and kicked to the side.

Solo pointed his finger forward, hitting Naba's shinbone squarely, and Naba's leg bounced back.

Naba fought for a long time, raining down punches and kicks, only to find that Solo blocked them all with just one finger.

His expression changed from anger to shock, and then from shock to fear.

Naba quickly jumped back, creating some distance between them.

"You, you, you..." Naba froze, his lips trembling, unable to react.

He looked down at his intact fist, then at Solo's raised finger.

One finger.

It only took one finger.

"Not bad." Solo smiled broadly, withdrew his finger, and waved it in front of him. "You were quite fast just now."

"Vegeta!" Nappa turned to Vegeta, his voice trembling, "Just how much power does this guy have?!"

“1000.” Vegeta’s face darkened, his voice low, his gaze fixed on Solo.

"You... what did you say?" Naba exclaimed in shock, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. "Is your combat power really only 1000? That's impossible! That's absolutely impossible!"

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, ripped off the detector he was wearing on his eye, and threw it to the ground.

The detector landed on the ground, bounced twice, the screen flickered, and then went out.

“It’s possible this guy has some special abilities,” Vegeta squeezed out through clenched teeth. “Or maybe he’s like these Earthlings, able to control his fighting power at will, but the detectors just haven’t shown it!”

"You've been hitting me for ages." Solo's lips curled into a slight smile, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Now it's my turn to attack, isn't it?"

"You... what did you say?" Naba was so angry he laughed, throwing his head back and letting out a wild howl, his laughter tinged with hysteria. "You said you're going to attack me?"

Chapter 9 Vegeta Makes His Move

"Shh!"

Solo flashed away, disappearing from his spot with a soft sound.

In an instant, Solo appeared directly opposite Napa.

It's incredibly fast.

It was so fast that Naba didn't even have time to react.

Before his pupils could even contract, Solo's fist was already upon him.

"boom!"

Solo threw an uppercut, his fist landing squarely on Naba's abdomen.

The force of the punch penetrated through Naba's body, and a wave of energy emanated from his back.

"what……"

Naba let out a shrill scream, writhing in pain as his body arched like a shrimp, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth.

Solo slowly raised his foot and delivered a magnificent side kick, his sole landing squarely on Naba's chest.

"Boom!"

Naba's body flew out like a cannonball, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily onto a cliff in the distance.

The cliff immediately shattered into pieces, with rocks flying everywhere and dust billowing into the air.

Countless pebbles crumbled from the cliff face, rolling down with a thunderous roar and burying Naba beneath them.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Naba fell to the ground, with several pieces of gravel pressing down on him.

He stared blankly up at the blue sky, somewhat bewildered.

The intense pain at the severed arm also left Naba feeling dejected.

what happened?

Why can't I even beat a low-ranking soldier?

His combat power is only 1000!

Just as Naba was having a moment of existential doubt, Solo swiftly flew over.

His feet landed on Naba's chest.

Solo glanced down at Naba at his feet and grinned.

"Go away!"

Solo pushed off with his left foot, using Nappa's body as a skateboard to push aside the falling rocks and fly away.

Gravel flew to both sides, and dust left a long trail behind.

Piccolo: "..."

Klin: "..."

Both of them opened their mouths wide and stared with wide eyes.

Son Gohan rubbed his eyes, looking at Zoro with a bewildered expression.

Can you still use a person as a skateboard?

Krillin's lips twitched, and he turned to look at Piccolo, who was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other and saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

Is this Saiyan out of his mind?

"Bastard!" Naba roared, his chest heaving. "I'll never forgive you!"

He suddenly opened his mouth, and a blinding light condensed deep in his throat.

Energy gathers and compresses in the mouth, producing a "sizzling" sound.

Naba planned to unleash a verbal attack on Solo.

However, just as Naba's cannon was taking shape and was about to be released...

Solo calmly stepped forward.

He didn't even speed up; he took a step as if he were taking a walk.

One foot stepped directly onto Naba's mouth.

"puff……"

Naba's cannonball struck the sole of Solo's shoe and exploded in his mouth, with sparks shooting out from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, and ears at the same time.

Smoke was spewing from all seven orifices!

The scene was absolutely spectacular!

Even Solo couldn't help but laugh when he saw it.

“Naba.” Solo looked at Naba with a smile, his eyes curving into crescents. “I don’t usually smile unless I can’t help it.”

Naba feels terrible right now.

He exhaled a puff of black smoke, several of his teeth were missing, and he glared at Solo with eyes wide with fury.

His eyes looked like he wanted to devour Solo alive.

Solo's smile grew even brighter as he continued to vigorously rub the Padang skateboard on the ground.

Naba's back dragged a long trail of blood across the ground, with pebbles and sand embedded in his skin.

Naba was trembling with rage, but Nasoro was powerless to do anything about it.

He groped wildly at the ground with his only remaining hand, but couldn't grab anything.

"Hey, you guys." Solo paddled for a while longer, then suddenly turned to Piccolo and the others, a warm smile on his face. "Want to have some fun?"

Bick and his two companions were startled.

Bick instinctively took a half step back, a bead of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

Klin's legs went weak, and he almost sat down on the ground.

Gohan hid directly behind Piccolo, only showing half of his head.

They looked at Solo as if he were a demon.

Even though Naba was beaten up like this, it looked quite satisfying.

But this person...

That seems pretty evil too!

Are you still letting us play?

How do we play?

Klin swallowed hard, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"enough!"

Vegeta couldn't hold back any longer and roared angrily.

"You want to play?" Zoro tilted his head, looked at Vegeta, and smiled. "Prince Vegeta?"

He stomped his left foot hard, landing on Naba's lower abdomen.

"Awoo..."

Naba let out a wail of agony, his body arched into a U-shape, and his only remaining hand covered his groin.

"Crench!"

The next moment, under Solo's control, Naba slid forward for another ten meters or so, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground, before slowly coming to a stop.

"for you!"