Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

"what……"

Naba let out another piercing scream, his body curling up like a shrimp.

Then, he looked up and cursed at Solo, "You bastard, I'll never forgive you!"

"Is it because your arm is too fragile? Is it my fault?" Solo shook his head, feigning innocence, and shrugged.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Naba roared, his eyes turning bloodshot, and lunged at Solo with bared teeth and claws.

He had lost his balance, blood was still flowing from his severed arm, but his furious rage was even more intense.

Solo's lips curled into a smile.

The moment Naba lunged at him, he vanished in a flash.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, Solo appeared behind Naba.

He didn't even look back.

"Bang!"

Solo kicked out, his foot striking Naba squarely in the back.

Naba then fell face-first into the dirt, his face buried in the mud, his mouth full of dirt, and he lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"So fast!" Vegeta's pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of surprise finally appeared on his face.

Is this the strength displayed by someone with a combat power of 1000?

What exactly happened to Solo?

Seeing this, Piccolo, Krillin, and Gohan were momentarily stunned.

Klin opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened.

Gohan peeked out from behind Piccolo, his little face full of confusion.

They actually started fighting!

This new Saiyan is not one of their allies!

"Great!" Krillin exclaimed, both surprised and delighted. He clenched his fist and waved it in front of him. "This way, we can wait for Goku to arrive."

Bick nodded slightly, crossed his arms, and stared intently at Solo's back.

He also felt that things were moving in a positive direction.

"Is this new guy really that strong?" Krillin wondered, tilting his head and frowning. "His aura doesn't seem that powerful!"

"His aura certainly does appear that way on the surface." Piccolo nodded slightly, his voice somewhat deep, "Even far inferior to that Saiyan named Nappa."

He paused, his gaze becoming deep.

"But for some reason, he gives off a very confident vibe."

As he spoke, Bick silently wiped his sweat, feeling a little ashamed.

I used to say this guy wasn't as good as Raditz.

The result... was even stronger than Nappa!

Klin scratched his head and gave a vague "Oh."

"Anyway," Krillin let out a long sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his brow, "it seems we're saved. Now we just have to wait for Goku to arrive."

"Whether the other side is friend or foe is still unknown..." Piccolo glanced deeply in Solo's direction, his gaze fixed on him.

"But speaking of which," Krillin scratched his head, looking around, "why isn't Goku here yet?"

Naba endured the pain from his severed arm and gritted his teeth as he got up from the ground.

He turned around and looked at Solo, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and anger.

"What?" Naba gasped for breath, his voice trembling. "When did he get behind me?"

He glanced back at the footprints on the ground behind him, then looked at Solo.

Veins bulged on his forehead as he roared, "You bastard, I'll never forgive you!"

Solo tilted his head, a bright smile spreading across his face. "Don't say that, Naba. Actually, I've always admired you."

He stepped forward and pointed at Naba's chest from a distance.

"After all, you are an elite warrior of our Saiyans, far surpassing superior warriors like Raditz, and far beyond the reach of a lowly warrior like me."

Solo's tone was unbelievably sincere.

My admiration for you is like the endless flow of the Yangtze River, and like the overflowing Yellow River—unstoppable!

Na Ba Tie's face turned ashen, his expression growing increasingly grim. Veins bulged at his temples, and his remaining hand clenched into a fist, his knuckles cracking.

Solo's words were a huge irony for Naba at that moment.

You son of a bitch...

You dislocated one of my arms, and you still have the nerve to say you admire me?

"Shut up!" Naba roared angrily.

However, Naba's anger caused bright red blood to spurt out from his severed arm once again.

"Hahaha!" Solo laughed heartily, pointing at Naba's severed arm. "The way your arm is gushing blood looks like a fountain!"

"I won't let you get away with this!" Naba was furious, gritted his teeth, and unleashed all the energy in his body.

A violent aura erupted from his body, causing the rubble on the ground to tumble and swirl.

He pulled his remaining arm back, pushed off the ground with both legs, and charged towards Solo again.

Solo stood still, motionless, but stretched out his right hand and raised one finger.

Naba's fist came crashing down.

Solo flicked his finger, and the fist flew past his face.

Naba's left fist swept across.

Solo pressed his finger down, and the wind from his punch swept past his head.

Naba raised his leg and kicked to the side.

Solo pointed his finger forward, hitting Naba's shinbone squarely, and Naba's leg bounced back.

Naba fought for a long time, raining down punches and kicks, only to find that Solo blocked them all with just one finger.

His expression changed from anger to shock, and then from shock to fear.

Naba quickly jumped back, creating some distance between them.

"You, you, you..." Naba froze, his lips trembling, unable to react.

He looked down at his intact fist, then at Solo's raised finger.

One finger.

It only took one finger.

"Not bad." Solo smiled broadly, withdrew his finger, and waved it in front of him. "You were pretty fast just now."

"Vegeta!" Nappa turned to Vegeta, his voice trembling, and asked, "Just how strong is this guy?!"

"1000." Vegeta's face darkened, his voice low, his gaze fixed on Solo.

"What...what did you say?" Naba exclaimed in shock, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. "Is your combat power really only 1000? That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, ripped off the detector he was wearing on his eyes, and threw it to the ground.

The detector landed on the ground, bounced twice, the screen flickered, and then went out.

"It's possible this guy possesses some special abilities," Vegeta spat out through clenched teeth. "Or perhaps he's like these Earthlings, able to control his fighting power at will, but the detectors just haven't shown it!"

"You've been hitting me for ages." Solo's lips curled into a slight smile, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Now it's my turn to attack, isn't it?"

"You...what did you say?" Naba was so angry he laughed, throwing his head back and letting out a wild howl, his laughter tinged with hysteria. "You said you're going to attack me?"