Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

"Boom!"

The energy crashed into the distant lake.

The lake water surged skyward, creating a huge wave that splashed dozens of meters into the air. The lake surface trembled violently, and ripples spread outwards.

Sabo glanced back at the churning lake, then mechanically turned his head and stared blankly at Solo.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

How can this guy be so strong?

No wonder Vegeta was so nice to him just now.

Is this still considered a low-ranking soldier?

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Sabo's forehead and trickled down his temples.

"Look at you." Solo sighed softly, still holding the orange-yellow Dragon Ball in his right hand, squinting at Sabo with a helpless smile on his lips. "I told you not to mess with me, but you wouldn't listen."

He tilted his head.

"How should I deal with you?"

"You...you said you're going to deal with me?" Sabo gritted his teeth, trying to make his voice sound tough, but his voice was already trembling at the end. "Don't joke around."

"Bang!"

Solo showed no politeness whatsoever, waving his hand dismissively.

His palm traced an arc in the air, and a powerful gust of wind shot out from his palm, hurtling towards Sabo at incredible speed.

The wind was invisible and colorless, but Sabo's body felt as if it had been hit by an invisible wall.

"what……"

Sabo let out a scream as he flew backward, tumbling twice in the air before crashing to the ground, his back hitting the earth and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Gurgle..."

Sabo rolled several times on the ground, crushing a blue blade of grass, and his armor was covered in mud.

After he stopped, he lay on the ground, opened his mouth, and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the lawn.

At that moment, Sabo was utterly shocked, his pupils filled with terror.

He just slapped me from a distance and sent me flying?

How big is the gap between me and him?

Sabo dug his fingers into the ground, his fingernails filled with dirt.

"Clatter!"

Solo descended from the sky, landing beside Sabo with his toes touching the blue lawn.

He lowered his head, lifted his foot, placed it on Sabo's head, and gently rubbed it, the sole of his shoe rubbing against the scalp, making a soft rustling sound.

"Ah...ah..."

Sabo let out a series of shrill screams, his face contorted, his hands clawing wildly at the ground, his body twisting and turning like a worm being stepped on but unable to break free.

"Now you know how powerful I am, right?" Solo said with a smile, a hint of amusement in the curve of his lips.

"I know... I'll never do it again." Sabo quickly admitted defeat, his voice hoarse and hurried, "Please forgive me."

Faced with absolute power, it would be foolish not to back down.

"Get Vegeta out of here." Solo removed his foot from Sabo's face, kicking up a cloud of dirt as his shoe left his face.

He gave Sabo the order, pointing his finger in the direction of the deep pit.

"Yes...yes!" Sabo hurriedly got up from the ground, staggering a few steps as he used his hands and feet.

He took a deep breath and plunged into the lake, splashing water as he disappeared beneath the surface.

Thirty seconds later, with a splash, Sabo emerged from the lake.

He dragged the barely alive Vegeta out of the lake and onto the lawn on the shore.

Vegeta was soaking wet, his armor was covered in mud, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were half-open, and his breathing was weak.

"Damn it! Ouch..." Vegeta was in excruciating pain, his voice hoarse and weak, and he had to gasp for breath after each word.

"My lord..." Sabo said respectfully, bowing deeply with his hands at his sides, not daring to look up, "I have done as you instructed!"

"Vegeta!" Soro berated Vegeta, his brows furrowed and his voice rising. "What did I tell you? Didn't I tell you you couldn't beat him? But you wouldn't listen! Now you believe me?"

Vegeta: "..."

Vegeta lay on the lawn, his lips twitching, his whole face contorted, internally screaming.

I've been beaten up like this, can you please stop scolding me now?

You're really making me lose face.

"Speak!" Solo stepped forward and kicked Vegeta, his foot striking Vegeta in the waist with a moderate force.

Vegeta let out a painful howl, curled up, and nearly got kicked to death.

He gritted his teeth, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Yes..." Vegeta answered hastily, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

I'm very fragile now!

Does Solo have any compassion at all?

"Let's find a way to save him," Solo ordered Sabo, arms crossed. "He's still somewhat useful."

"Um... I'm sorry, sir," Sabo hurriedly replied, his voice urgent, afraid of being beaten if he spoke too late, "I don't know how to heal..."

"You can't even heal." A murderous glint appeared in Solo's eyes as his gaze swept across Sabo's face like a knife. "What use are you?"

Sabo: "..."

Sabo was so frightened that he trembled violently, his body shaking like a leaf from his shoulders to his toes.

His lips trembled twice, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

If I can't get treatment, will I be killed?

"My lord, spare my life!" Sabo hurriedly begged for mercy, his knees buckled, and he knelt on the ground with his forehead touching the ground.

"Bang!"

Solo flashed away and disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he was already next to Sabo, bent down, reached out his hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed down on Sabo's head, his fingers gripping his skull.

Then he slammed his arm down hard on the ground, using the force of his arm to smash Sabo's head against the ground.

Suddenly, Sabo's head made intimate contact with the Namekian landscape.

A small crater was blown open in the ground, and dirt flew everywhere. Sabo's head was heavily embedded in the ground, with only his neck and body showing.

Sabo felt terrible; his vision blurred and his ears were ringing.

At the same time, a desperate sense of crisis swept over him, and the hairs on the back of his body stood on end.

"My lord!" Sabo cried out in panic, his hands and feet flailing wildly at the ground, "You said you would let me go."

"I promised to let you go," Zoro snapped, his large hand still pressed against Sabo's face, his fingers tightening. "But Vegeta is my underling, and you almost killed him. What are you going to do about it?"

Vegeta suddenly felt a strange sense of emotion.

This is the first time in my life that someone has stood up for me.

"Lord Frieza's spaceship has a healing device," Zarbon said hastily, his voice hurried and hoarse. "It can heal Vegeta's injuries."

"Frieza?" Solo scoffed, slowly releasing Sabo's head, his fingers loosening one by one. "You mean you want me to go find Frieza?"