Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

"Krillin, Gohan." Goku breathed a sigh of relief, his gaze sweeping from Krillin's face to Gohan's, then to Dende's. "It's good that you're alright."

He paused, his brow furrowing slightly.

"I sensed a sudden surge in your aura earlier. Did you get into a conflict with Frieza and his group?"

At this point, Sun Wukong glanced at Dende beside the two of them and tilted his head.

"Huh? Is that a Namekian?" Goku pointed at Dende, tapping his finger.

"Here's what happened, Goku." Krillin immediately recounted the entire story of rescuing Dende.

"That's amazing, Gohan." Goku patted his son's head with satisfaction. "You've grown up!"

"Thanks to Uncle Krillin, we managed to escape by sheer luck." Gohan scratched his head sheepishly, his face slightly flushed.

"Your name is Dende, right?" Sun Wukong greeted Dende with a smile, then paused, and said somewhat apologetically, "I just met your elder, who said he wanted us to come and save your village. But we're a little too late, I'm so sorry!"

"The Grand Elder already knows! It's not your fault!" Dandy's voice was low, her gaze lowered, and her small hands clutched the hem of her clothes. "No wonder you're holding the Grand Elder's Dragon Ball."

"Yes." Sun Wukong nodded and placed the Dragon Ball on the ground.

"Is the Grand Elder alright?" Dandy asked with some concern.

"Don't worry," Sun Wukong smiled, a gentle smile curving his lips. "He's fine."

"Goku," Krillin asked, arms crossed, "what's next?"

"Let's wait for Zoro here." Goku thought for a moment, scratched his head in thought, and rubbed his fingers on his scalp. "With my current strength, it would be a bit difficult to fight Frieza alone."

Krillin nodded, and Gohan nodded as well.

The three people sat down in the cave, leaning against the wall, gazing at the sky outside the cave entrance.

……

After Zoro obtained the Dragon Balls, he immediately took Vegeta and flew towards Goku's location.

Two figures streaked across the sky, one after the other, moving as fast as shooting stars.

It had just flown out not far.

Vegeta suddenly sensed a powerful aura rapidly approaching from a distance.

His pupils suddenly contracted, his body paused in mid-air, and he quickly stopped.

"Wait a minute, Zoro!" Vegeta's voice was urgent, and he stretched out his hand towards Zoro.

"Oh? Is there something you need?" Zoro smiled and turned to look at Vegeta, his body slowly turning around in mid-air.

"That guy over there, it should be Zarbon, one of Frieza's henchmen!" Vegeta said excitedly, pointing in the direction the aura was coming from. "He's separated from Frieza! This is the perfect opportunity to eliminate him!"

"You might not be able to beat him." Solo shook his head, his lips slightly downturned.

"What...what did you say?" Vegeta gritted his teeth, trembling with rage, his body shaking like a leaf. "I can't even beat Sabo? I wiped out Dodoria!"

His fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked, and the veins on his forehead bulged slightly.

Who do you think you are?

How could I possibly be unable to defeat even one Sabo?

"Then let's go take a look." Solo smiled, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"I know..." Vegeta was just about to say he knew.

However, after uttering just one word, his lips suddenly froze, and he suddenly realized something.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he quickly changed his story.

"Yes!" Vegeta replied obediently, his voice squeezed out through clenched teeth.

"call out!"

Solo ignored Vegeta, turned around, and rushed towards Sabo, leaving a long trail of light in the sky.

Vegeta followed closely behind, gritting his teeth and doing his best to keep up with Zoro's speed.

The two intercepted Sabo, who was searching for the village, in the air.

Sabo was hovering in mid-air when he saw two figures suddenly appear in front of him, blocking his way. His body suddenly stopped.

"Vegeta?" Sabo narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping across Vegeta's face before settling on the orange-yellow sphere he was holding. "What you're holding is... a Dragon Ball?"

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted, raising his chin slightly and curling his lips into a smug smile. "Of course."

Sabo glanced at Zoro next to Vegeta, his gaze lingering on him for a second, noticing the slightly swaying tail behind him.

"You...you're a Saiyan too?" Sabo asked, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Not bad." Zoro smiled slightly, arms crossed. "I am Zoro, a low-ranking Saiyan warrior."

"So he was just a low-class warrior." Sabo let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxed, and a contemptuous smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "I never expected there to be any surviving Saiyans. I thought there were no other Saiyans besides Vegeta."

"Zabo." Vegeta chuckled, a dangerous grin spreading across his face. "Long time no see! Dodoria's already been taken down; you're next!"

"What?!" Sabo's face changed color, his pupils contracted sharply, and he exclaimed in shock, "You killed Dodoria?"

"Hmph." Vegeta grinned smugly, hands on his hips. "I wiped him out without lifting a finger!"

"I don't believe it!" Sabo shook his head, expressing deep skepticism.

"Let's have a match." Vegeta's lips curled into a smirk, his face radiating fighting spirit, his fist clenched in front of him. "You'll see how powerful I am!"

"Vegeta," Zarbo asked through gritted teeth, his gaze fixed on Vegeta, "why did you betray Lord Frieza?"

"That's easy!" Vegeta snorted, raising his chin even higher. "I've disliked Frieza for a long time. Proud Saiyans hate being ordered around! I used to be forced to obey your powerful forces, but then, by chance, I learned about the Dragon Balls!"

"I'll take the Dragon Balls first," Zoro instructed Vegeta, extending his hand. "You fight him well, don't embarrass the Saiyans."

"Yes!" Vegeta obediently replied, handing the Dragon Ball to Zoro with both hands.

Sabo's eyes twitched as he watched this scene.

His gaze swept back and forth between Solo and Vegeta twice, and his lips twitched.

You just now hated that arrogant Saiyans were being ordered around.

Why are you behaving so obediently in front of a low-ranking soldier?

This lowly soldier doesn't seem so simple!

"I will absolutely not let Frieza get the Dragon Balls!" Vegeta's smile grew even more ferocious, a cruel arc spreading across his lips, a cold glint in his eyes. "As long as I become immortal, I will definitely be able to defeat Frieza!"

His fists clenched, and a surge of energy erupted from his body.

Soro, holding the Dragon Ball, stepped aside, arms crossed, amusement on his lips, as if watching a good show.

Sabo withdrew his gaze from Solo and focused it back on Vegeta, his legs slightly apart as he assumed a fighting stance.