Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

Sun Wukong glanced at Piccolo, then at Vegeta, but didn't say much. He crossed his arms and stood to the side.

"Uncle Piccolo is amazing!" Gohan's eyes sparkled with admiration. "Two months ago, we weren't even a match for him!"

Piccolo smiled and looked at Gohan, his gaze softening for a moment.

He then shifted his gaze to Vegeta, his eyes gradually turning cold, and the corners of his mouth slightly downturned.

"Vegeta," Piccolo's voice was deep and cold, "we haven't settled that score with you on Earth yet!"

"This...how is this possible?" Vegeta stared in disbelief, his eyes wide as Piccolo's image was reflected in his pupils. "I was knocked down by a Namekian with a single punch?"

Qiu Yi in the sky narrowed his eyes, his mouth slightly open, staring at Bick in shock.

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

Am I seeing things?

This Namekian actually defeated Vegeta?

Was Vegeta careless?

Wait a moment……

I'm a little confused about their relationship.

What exactly is the relationship between these people?

"You... which side are you on?" Qiu Yi asked Solo, his voice tinged with confusion.

"I'm with them." Zoro pointed at Piccolo, Goku, and the others, then pointed downwards.

"Then...you're not with Vegeta?" Qiu Yi asked again, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"No." Solo chuckled, a smile curving his lips.

"That's good." Qiu Yi breathed a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing.

After saying that, Qiu Yi suddenly felt his stomach churning violently.

His expression changed, his brows furrowed, and he clutched his abdomen with both hands.

"My stomach... what's wrong?" Qiu Yi's voice trembled, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. "You didn't poison the eggs, did you?"

His gaze sharpened, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Poisoning?" Solo feigned confusion, tilting his head and blinking twice. "What do you mean?"

"No...maybe I'm overthinking it." Qiu Yi shook his head, his brows relaxing and then furrowing again.

He felt that Solo's expression didn't seem fake; it was too natural.

After all, this group of people seemed to be quite strong.

Qiu Yi's gaze swept from Zoro to Goku, Piccolo, and Gohan below, then returned to his own.

It's best to build a good relationship with this group first!

If only we could bring them to Lord Frieza's side.

That way, my life will no longer be in danger.

Qiu Yi's lips curled up slightly, then quickly disappeared.

"Huh? My stomach?"

Just as Qiu Yi was thinking this, he suddenly felt his stomach gradually swell up, his abdomen expanding like an inflating balloon.

"What's wrong with my stomach?" Qiu Yi was a little confused. She lowered her head, placed her hands on her bulging belly, and stared wide-eyed.

Solo stared silently at Qiu Yi's belly, his gaze fixed on the bulging curve.

He suddenly realized that Qiu Yi's belly was swelling up much slower than Ke Lin's.

From the time Klin became pregnant to the time she laid an egg, it took her no more than five minutes.

The time spent on the stones and saplings was even shorter, less than three minutes.

I wonder how long it will take for Qiu Yi to lay eggs.

Solo looked expectantly at Qiu Yi's belly, crossed his arms, and tilted his head.

"No, my stomach hurts!" Qiu Yi's face contorted, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

He lost his balance and immediately fell from the air, plummeting like a stone.

However, his fall was not a big deal, because due to his previous injury, he accidentally hit his stomach on the Namekian ground.

"puff--"

Qiu Yi immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist dispersed in the air.

Bright red blood flowed from his buttocks, staining the blue lawn beneath him.

At the same time, his stomach quickly deflated, returning from a round, bulging shape to a flat one.

Solo stared blankly at Qiu Yi, his lips twitched, and he touched his chin, rubbing his chin with his fingers a couple of times.

Did she miscarry?

This won't do!

I even wanted you to be my guinea pig.

Now that you've miscarried, how can you continue being a guinea pig?

Solo took a deep breath and his gaze returned to Qiu Yi.

He stared intently at Qiu Yi again, his eyes unblinking, his pupils fixed on Qiu Yi's body.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

……

"Damn it!" Vegeta roared in fury, his voice exploding like thunder in the air, "A mere Namekian dares to be so insolent before me!"

He leaped up from the ground, pushed off with both feet, and launched himself forward.

Immediately afterwards, Vegeta rushed up and started punching and kicking Piccolo.

Fists and kicks rained down like raindrops, each strike carrying immense force, tearing through the air with a sharp, piercing sound.

Bick handled it with ease.

After several rounds of fighting, Piccolo slammed his knee upwards, his kneecap striking Vegeta's stomach, the force of the impact penetrating his abdomen.

"puff……"

Vegeta coughed up blood, and blood foam splattered from the corners of his mouth.

His eyes bulged out, and he immediately felt unwell. He clutched his stomach and collapsed to the ground, his body curled up like a shrimp.

"I thought you were something special." Bick smiled contemptuously, a mocking smile curving his lips. "Turns out, this is all you're capable of."

Vegeta stared at Piccolo in disbelief, his eyes wide open, Piccolo's image reflected in his pupils, his heart filled with utter shock.

Back on Earth, this Namekian couldn't even beat Nappa.

In just two months.

How did his fighting ability become so strong?

"Could it be..." Vegeta asked in surprise, a hint of resentment in his voice, "that you Namekians get a power boost when you return to your home planet?"

"No." Bick shook his head decisively, raising his chin slightly.

Whether or not there was a bonus, Bick knew perfectly well.

After all, Piccolo didn't feel any increase in his energy after arriving on Namek.

"No?" Vegeta was a little confused.

"This is merely the result of our training." Piccolo's lips curled into a slight smile. "That's all."

"Uh, Vegeta," Solo called out from afar, his voice carrying across the empty plain, "Piccolo's current power level is 6."

"What...what did you say?" Vegeta exclaimed in shock, his jaw nearly dropping. "This Namekian's power level is 6? That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Looks like Vegeta's no good." Goku shook his head in disappointment, crossed his arms, and gave a bitter smile. "I was hoping to have a good spar with him."

"My power level is 6?" Piccolo pondered, tapping his chin twice with his fingers. He glanced at Goku again and guessed, "Then, is Goku's power level 9?"