Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

Solo's lips twitched.

My current combat power is 100 million. If I could increase it by 25000 times...

How much combat power would that require?

A long string of numbers flashed through his mind, then he shook his head.

It's only increased by 50 times, and Solo is genuinely a little disgusted with it. It's not as useful as [Flash].

He sighed and tapped his finger in the air.

Try it again!

Solo then took out the skill [Combat Power x50], flicked his finger, and the icon slid out of the groove.

He tossed it outside, and the icon floated away.

Want to try bandaging?

Solo has used this skill before.

Using the [Bandage] skill can quickly repair injuries, and it's not much different from Dandy's healing spell.

The only difference was that the injured area had an extra large roll of bandage.

Solo had an idea and threw out [Combat Power x50], intending to replace it with [Bandage].

This time, however, the [Combat Power x50] was still floating in the air, swaying back and forth, while the other skills showed no sign of appearing.

Solo's finger stopped in mid-air.

What happened?

Can I only exchange it once?

Solo stroked his chin, ran his fingers along it a couple of times, and waited a while longer.

Everything in sight was quiet.

The skill with [Combat Power x50] was still floating around, slowly circling, while other skills remained nowhere to be seen.

This time, Solo was certain of his guess.

I guess they won't let you change it anymore.

It's probably because you can only change it once a month.

Solo's eyes darted around.

On the bright side, maybe we can change it once a day.

Think about the possibility!

I'll give you one chance to regret it, but you can't regret it every time.

Okay, I won't change it!

Solo reached out and grabbed the icon for [Combat Power x50] back, stuffing it into his skill slot.

The icon is embedded, and the light shines.

Having 50 times more skills is a pretty good option, isn't it?

Solo's lips curled up slightly.

So, what's my combat power?

550 times that of 100 million.

120 million!

His eyes lit up.

not bad!

If I could become a Super Saiyan...

Their combat power is definitely over 250 billion.

Solo's lips curled into an even wider grin.

What does 250 billion mean?

It should surpass Majin Buu, right?

It seems that if my base combat power of 100 million could be transformed into a Super Saiyan, even if I just lay low and don't develop further, I could still easily defeat Majin Buu.

Of course, these are just things Solo imagines.

After all, Zoro wasn't entirely sure of Majin Buu's fighting power.

There is no official data on Majin Buu's fighting power.

"Let me tell you something else terrible." Sabo sneered, a dangerous smile spreading across his face as his gaze swept over Vegeta twice.

These words brought Solo back to reality from his fantasy.

Solo snapped out of his thoughts, turned his gaze to Sabo, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

Sabo now has an absolute advantage, and Vegeta is no match for him.

Vegeta's armor was shattered in several places, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, his breathing was rapid and disordered, and his face was extremely pale, turning from ashen to deathly white, and then from deathly white to sallow.

"Lord Frieza is also a shapeshifter." Sabo grinned savagely, his mouth stretching almost to his ears, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

"What...what did you say?" Vegeta was struck dumb, his pupils contracted sharply, his face turned pale instantly, and his lips trembled.

"You can't even beat me, yet you want to challenge Lord Frieza?" Sabo sneered, thrusting his arm forward and unleashing a burst of energy from his hand. "How childish!"

A bright white beam of light erupted from his palm, accompanied by a hissing sound. The energy hurtled toward Vegeta at incredible speed, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

Vegeta was horrified, his pupils reflecting the ever-approaching beam of light.

His body suddenly bounced to the side, and he quickly jumped to dodge.

Fortunately, Vegeta reacted quickly, tumbling in the air to narrowly avoid the energy attack.

A beam of light swept past his side, and the scorching heat blew the edges of his armor slightly black.

However, Sabo vanished from his spot in a flash.

The next second, he appeared behind Vegeta, arms outstretched, and grabbed Vegeta, his arms tightening like iron clamps.

Vegeta struggled frantically, flailing his arms and legs, and punching Sabo's arm, but to no avail.

Sabo's arm remained motionless, as if it were welded shut.

Sabo, carrying Vegeta's body, swooped down from the sky, the wind whistling in their ears, as the blue lawn on the ground drew ever closer.

"Aaaaaah..."

Vegeta let out desperate screams, his voice distorted, his hands flailing wildly in the air, but he couldn't grab anything.

By now, we were getting closer and closer to the ground, close enough to see the veins of every blade of grass on the lawn.

Sabo suddenly released his grip, his arms suddenly opening wide.

"call out!"

Vegeta's body was freed from its restraints and he plunged straight into the ground like a thrown stone.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Vegeta crashed headfirst into the Namekian landscape.

Dirt flew everywhere, lawns were torn up, a deep crater was blown open in the ground, and gravel and dust filled the air.

That pit was dark and bottomless.

Sabo hovered high in the sky, looking down at the deep pit below.

He saw the nearby lake water begin to overflow, the water flowing in from the edge of the pit, making a rushing sound, gradually burying Vegeta inside.

"I can't see him anymore." Sabo chuckled to himself, a satisfied smile curving his lips. "Even if he's not dead, he's probably just barely clinging to life."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Solo, extended his hand, spread his fingers, and placed his palm against Solo's body, his fingers slightly bent.

"You're next, you lowly soldier!"

"Wasn't I clear enough?" Solo sneered, arms crossed, chin slightly raised. "You guys fight it out, don't drag me into this, or you'll regret it."

"Oh?" Sabo chuckled dismissively, tilting his head. "You're about to die, and you still say you'll regret it?"

He no longer hesitated.

"call out!"

A beam of energy shot out from Sabo's palm, the bright white beam hurtling towards Solo's location at lightning speed.

Solo didn't even flinch; he stood still, motionless.

He puffed out his cheeks, took a deep breath, and then blew it out forcefully.

"puff--"

This breath shot out from his mouth, carrying a visible stream of air that quickly acted on the energy flame.

The energy flames suddenly paused in mid-air, then changed direction, as if flicked by an invisible hand, and flew back directly towards Sabo's direction.

Sabo was utterly shocked; his pupils constricted, his mouth gaped open, and his jaw nearly dropped.

He quickly ducked his head down and lowered his body, barely avoiding the energy attack.

A beam of light swept over his head, shaving off a few strands of hair.