Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

Chapter 256 One year later, their respective strengths have skyrocketed.

Beerus casually tossed the apple core aside, and it landed precisely in the trash can some distance away.

"There are plenty more!"

He raised one hand, and a ball of purple energy appeared in his palm.

"For example, this one!"

Vegeta stared at the ball of energy, his pupils slightly contracting.

"This is... destruction?"

"Yes, it's destruction!"

Vegeta wondered, "Isn't this a power that only Gods of Destruction can possess?"

But the thought that ordinary people could also cultivate the angelic Ultra Instinct technique made him feel at ease.

Their strength was also acquired step by step through cultivation. Even Viss from a thousand years ago trained under Bardos!

Vegeta suddenly realized that if even angels and gods of destruction had cultivated their own strength, then the strength he had cultivated was indeed the right path.

It's much more reliable than those crooked and unethical methods.

Beerus casually clenched his fist, and the energy dissipated into nothingness.

"By the way, speaking of this, I just remembered something."

"Back then, it was I who ordered Frieza to destroy your Planet Vegeta."

Vegeta and Goku were both shocked.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

Both of them could hardly believe it.

Vegeta roared, "Tell me, it was you who made Frieza destroy the Saiyans?"

Beerus picked at his ear and looked at Vegeta with a hint of cruelty.

"What, you're not happy with that? Come and hit me!"

Vegeta was instantly enraged, and a powerful aura exploded from his body, with blue flames soaring into the sky.

"Aaaaaaah! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Vegeta transformed into a blue lightning bolt and charged straight at Beerus.

Beerus stood still, without even adopting a defensive stance.

Vegeta's fist slammed towards his face, but at that moment, Beerus dodged Vegeta's fist and delivered a backhand elbow strike.

Vegeta was sent flying like a cannonball by the elbow and landed in the pool.

Weiss blinked in surprise.

"Oh dear, it ended so suddenly."

The next moment, Vegeta floated out of the water.

His eyes were filled with rage, and his aura instantly contracted into his body, revealing his strongest Super Blue form.

"Ada da da da da————"

Countless energy projectiles were hurled at Beerus, who effortlessly deflected them.

The next moment, Vegeta roared, gathered his hands together, and a huge energy blast formed in his palms, which he then blasted towards Beerus without regard for anything else.

Beerus reminded him, "Yes, that's the state."

Vegeta was taken aback. Was he saying those things to deliberately provoke him, mainly to teach him a lesson?

This reminded him of Gabe.

He said he would kill Gabe's whole family and his planet in order to teach Gabe a lesson.

However, in his moment of euphoria, Vegeta's super energy wave had already blasted towards Beerus. Although he had regained his senses, he couldn't retract the energy blast.

Beerus, being the God of Destruction, remained unfazed by the powerful energy blast. With a flick of his finger, a sliver of destruction appeared, and the energy wave, like a drop of dish soap on oily water, shattered Vegeta's terrifying energy wave into a patch of light.

Seeing this, Goku swallowed hard in shock and exclaimed, "Amazing! Such a tiny particle of destruction completely destroyed Vegeta's energy wave!"

Vegeta was also speechless with shock. The extreme destructive power was far more exhilarating than Ultra Instinct.

Beerus is right, this move suits him better.

If you don't agree, do it.

Ignoring their shocked looks, Beerus explained, "The true essence of destruction is not technique, not realm, and certainly not those fancy things."

When all you have in your mind is the thought, "I want to destroy this guy in front of me," you've grasped the essence of destruction.

Vegeta's expression suddenly froze.

"The true meaning of destruction?"

Vegeta slowly raised his head, and the crimson in his eyes faded somewhat.

"It seems you understood."

Beerus nodded in satisfaction and said, "Although destruction isn't something you can learn in a short time, you have good comprehension; at least you grasped what 'destruction' feels like right away."

Vegeta withdrew his fist, stood still, his chest heaving violently.

"What you just said—that you wiped out my race—was it true, or were you just deliberately trying to provoke me?"

Beerus scoffed, "Of course it's true. Do I, the God of Destruction, need a reason to destroy?"

Vegeta clenched his fist again.

Why?

Whis stepped forward, still wearing that smiling expression, and said to Vegeta, "Mr. Vegeta, the Saiyans back then were excessively warlike, which seriously affected the balance of Universe 7."

Vegeta shuddered.

Right, Saiyans are a sinful and thieving race.

Even Vegeta has countless innocent lives on his hands.

Goku had already thought of all this. He didn't have many memories of the Saiyans, and therefore didn't have much ethnic sentiment. He always considered himself an Earthling, so even when Beerus wiped out the Saiyan race, he wasn't very angry.

Wukong sighed deeply.

"So that's how it is—"

"No wonder Lord Beerus wiped out the Saiyans, indeed—"

Beerus ignored their continued nonsense, stretched, and yawned.

"Ugh, I'm so sleepy, time for bed!"

After saying that, he walked back to the house on his own.

Vegeta pondered the mindset Beerus had just taught him and began to contemplate it on his own.

Seeing that Vegeta had chosen destruction, Goku thought for a moment and said to Whis, "Whis, I'd rather continue training with you in Ultra Instinct!"

Weiss laughed and said, "Oh ho ho ho, that's great."

Now that the direction is clear, the rest of the practice is much simpler. Try to empty your mind and practice with me using the purest state of mind!

Earth.

After finishing their training on the 18th, both of them were covered in sweat.

Bardos sat on the sofa, elegantly sipping her milk tea, with her legs crossed.

"Mmm, not bad, this milk tea is really delicious!"

Also, you two are progressing faster than I expected.

Number 18, wiping his sweat, asked, "What, why are you suddenly praising us?"

"Is there a plan? What will you be practicing next?"

Bardos put down her milk tea cup and stood up.

"You've reached a bottleneck in your cultivation."

Your bodies have adapted to this intensity of training; continuing will yield less and less benefit.

Sun Mo frowned and asked, "Then what should we do?"

Sun Mo wanted to ask: You're not thinking of canceling your trip, are you?

After all, only a little over a month has passed, and it's far from enough time to become a master.

But he was too embarrassed to ask.

Forcing workers to stay and work overtime will only result in passive resistance.

Sun Mo hoped she could teach him something real, something heartfelt.

Bardos took another deep sip of milk tea and continued, "I've already said, continuing to cultivate won't be very effective."

What you need now is real-world experience.

This isn't the kind of safe sparring we do with each other, but a real life-or-death battle.

She turned around, and an unusual light flashed in her emerald green eyes.

"Either you accumulate strength day by day, or you break through your limits when facing life and death."

As she spoke, Vados looked at Sun Mo and continued, "The secret of you Saiyans should be anger, you should know that."

"You'll have to figure out how to do this yourself."

Sun Mo nodded: "Yes, anger is the source of our Saiyan power—"

However, I don't really want to break through my limits only when facing life and death.

Bardos covered her mouth and laughed, "Then if you want to improve, you can only grind it out slowly."

Number 18 touched his chin and looked at Sun Mo.

"Is the anger you're describing something that comes with a huge shock, like losing a loved one, to reach that level?"

Sun Mo's face darkened, and he said, "Don't do anything reckless, Number 18!"

I don't crave that kind of breakthrough; I need to become stronger step by step!

Number 18 scratched his head and asked, "What kind of reckless behavior can I possibly do?"

Sun Mo looked at Bados and said, "Bados, don't be lazy. Daily training is a must."

Otherwise, if you come here every day to eat so much delicious food and don't exercise enough, you'll eventually become as fat as Champa.

Bardos's pupils trembled.

The thought that among the many angels and destroyers, apart from the older sisters and brothers, she and Champa were the only two young, comical, chubby people, filled her with dread.

She swallowed hard and said, "You're right, I need to exercise to maintain my figure; I absolutely cannot become a fat girl."

As she spoke, she put down her milk tea and said, "Come on, let's do the exercise that burns the calories of another cup of milk tea—"

Sun Mo and No. 18 were both surprised, not expecting her to care so much about her figure.

"Come!"

Whether it's Goku and Vegeta, or Sun Mo and Android 18, they have all entered the formal training phase.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Vegeta looked at Goku as he held the egg-sized object in his hand.

"Kakarot, you haven't mastered Ultra Instinct yet? I've succeeded this time!"

As they were speaking, the egg-sized stone exploded instantly, reduced to nothingness by the destructive energy.

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Who said that? Although it's still far from perfect, I can already freely enter the Ultra Instinct state!"

"Really? How about a fight?"

"I'm happy to oblige!"

Vegeta assumed the starting stance.

However, Sun Wukong did not strike any pose; instead, he closed his eyes.

Vegeta was taken aback: "What are you doing, Kakarot?"

When Sun Wukong opened his eyes, his eyes and his whole body shone with a silver light.

Vegeta's pupils twitched.

"Is this the form of Ultra Instinct?"

It seems I still failed to get ahead of Kakarot.

Vegeta looked towards Earth.

"Speaking of which, a year has already passed!"

Sun Mo has been training with Bardos, so he must have become stronger, right?

I wonder which of the three of us is the strongest Saiyan right now?

After a year of rigorous training with Bardos, Sun Mo and Number 18 have become much stronger.

That day, the two of them once again engaged in a brutal, hand-to-hand combat with the angel.

Although there was no life-or-death crisis, Bados's punches really hurt.

Sun Mo's fighting style was aggressive and reckless, with relentless attacks, while No. 18 had a cold expression and his moves were restrained and orderly. The two of them cooperated to defend against the enemy, one being aggressive and the other steady.

Even after training with Bardos for a year, their attacks were still insignificant in Bardos' eyes.

Bardos casually raised her hand, her posture relaxed and composed, effortlessly blocking all attacks, and with a flick of her finger, she sent the two flying.

Dust billowed up, Sun Mo was disheveled and breathing heavily, and Number 18 was also slightly disheveled, his arms aching, and he kept rubbing his hands.

"Hey, you Saiyans from the universe, you haven't changed a bit of your reckless nature."

Bardos stepped forward slowly, a hint of mockery in her voice, and said with a smile, "Strength takes time to cultivate; there's no use in rushing it."

Even if you train with me, you two would need at least another hundred years to hit me.

Bardos did not harm anyone. Angels are stronger than gods of destruction, and it is true that they might not be able to defeat her even in a hundred years.

But these words struck a nerve with Sun Mo, causing him to clench his fists tightly, his heart surging with resentment and anger.

After a year of arduous study, it seems there's been no progress whatsoever; it's no wonder I'm angry.

However, this time something unexpected happened. In the instant when Sun Mo was caught between anger and obsession, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and felt a powerful force flowing out of his blood.

He roared, and then his body exploded with violent flames.

His long white hair suddenly spread out, and his pupils suddenly turned red. At this moment, Sun Mo had shed his usual mindless brute force, and every inch of his aura was filled with fierce aggression, with a sense of killing intent overwhelming him.

When I saw Sun Mo on the 18th, I felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

"Sun Mo, you—"

Looking into Sun Mo's bloodshot eyes, Number 18 felt a chilling coldness; he now seemed like a wild beast released from its cage.

Bardos dropped the mockery on her face and asked with a slightly surprised expression, "What's going on with this guy?"

Could it be that this has unleashed the Saiyans' potential and led to the development of a new Saiyan form?