Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

Chapter 81 Klin makes another mysterious appearance!

Vegeta hovered in mid-air, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

His gaze was fixed on Solo's outstretched index finger.

Frieza's sharp horns clashed with his fingertips, as if hitting an invisible wall, and he could not advance an inch further.

It feels somewhat unbelievable.

Solo's fighting strength doesn't seem very strong.

By the way, this guy must be hiding his fighting strength.

He was like that on Earth; the detector only showed 1000, but his actual combat strength was 50000.

The same is definitely true now.

Frieza was also shocked, his purple face filled with disbelief.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly agape, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

This Saiyan monkey actually caught my attack with just one finger?

His mind was in complete chaos.

"Now it's my turn to attack." Solo's lips curled into a slight smile.

After saying that, Solo showed no politeness whatsoever.

His fingers tightened, and he grabbed Frieza's horn directly with his hand, his five fingers gripping the base of the horn, and pulled hard.

"Snap!"

One of Frieza's horns snapped with a crack, like a broken branch, which Solo had forcefully broken off from the root.

The fracture was jagged, and purple blood seeped from the wound.

"ah""

Frieza let out a series of pig-like screams, his face contorted, his hands clutching the broken horn, his body swaying in the air a few times.

"Huh?" Solo was a little puzzled. He looked down at the severed horn in his hand, then looked up at Frieza. "Is this thing still connected to your nerves? It shouldn't hurt, right?"

"I...I...I won't let you get away with this!" Frieza screamed, his voice distorted, his eyes blazing with fury.

"The material of this horn is quite good, very sturdy." Solo muttered thoughtfully, weighing the broken horn in his hand and examining it from all angles. "It should be a good choice for cracking walnuts when we have nothing else to do."

"Zoro." Goku, eager to try, leaned forward slightly, his fists clenched in front of him. "Let me go first. You beat Vegeta up last time, I haven't even had a chance to fight yet."

Vegeta stood not far away, his lips twitching, and glared fiercely at Goku.

If you want to fight Frieza, go ahead and do it. Why did you drag me into this?

"Go ahead, go ahead," Solo waved his hand, readily agreeing.

"That's great!" Sun Wukong was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, a big smile spreading across his face. "Thank you, Zoro."

After saying this, Sun Wukong leaned forward, tapped his feet in mid-air, and immediately floated directly opposite Frieza, the two less than ten meters apart.

Frieza rubbed the wound from his broken horn, his fingertips stained with purple blood.

He stared coldly at Sun Wukong, who appeared opposite him, his gaze like two knives.

"Get out of my way!" Frieza roared, glaring at Goku. His voice was forced from the depths of his throat. "I'm going to kill that little monkey first! You're blocking my way!"

"Frieza!" A fierce fighting spirit gleamed in Goku's eyes as he clenched his fists together. "I am your match!"

"Saiyans are all stubborn, unruly monkeys." Frieza's expression was icy, his lips curling downwards. "You guys are really quite confident! Vegeta was the best example of that! Did you see how terrified he was?"

"I know you are indeed very strong." Sun Wukong smiled and crossed his arms. "Perhaps I am no match for you, but I really want to give it a try."

"That Kakarot guy," Vegeta's voice was low, his brows furrowed deeply, "Are you insane? You, a lowly warrior, dare to challenge Frieza?"

"Vegeta." Soro glared at Vegeta, his gaze like nails piercing his face. "Who are you calling a low-class warrior?"

Vegeta's lips twitched violently, and he quickly shut his mouth.

How could I have almost forgotten about Solo?

This guy is also a low-ranking soldier.

However, Kakarot, being a lower-class warrior, is different from Zoro.

Solo should be an exception.

"Come on." Frieza looked at Goku with interest, tilted his head, beckoned to him, and curled his lips into a provocative smile. "You wanted to challenge me? Hmph, I'll just stand here and let you hit me!"

"Really?" Sun Wukong didn't mince words, his eyes lighting up. "Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

His figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he was already on Frieza's side, pulled his right foot back and swung it forward, kicking Frieza in the head.

The soles of his feet sank into the sides of his head, and the energy exploded outwards.

"Awooo————"

Frieza let out a painful howl, his head snapped to one side, and his body swayed.

"Hey!"

Sun Wukong threw another uppercut, his arm suddenly rising high, and his fist slammed into Frieza's chin.

Frieza's fist sank into his jaw, his neck twisted sharply upwards, his body arched backwards, and saliva splattered from the corner of his mouth.

Vegeta stood there dumbfounded, his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly agape, staring at Goku's figure as if he were a stranger.

Is this Kakarot?

Is this the lowly warrior Kakarot?

How can he be so strong?

"Bang!"

Sun Wukong delivered another magnificent side kick, spinning his body as his right foot lashed out like a whip, striking Frieza hard in the chest.

Frieza's body flew backward, like a kicked stone, tracing an arc in the air.

"Kamehameha!"

Sun Wukong placed his hands at his waist, palms facing each other, fingers spread.

Blue energy condensed between his palms, growing brighter and brighter, emitting a hissing sound.

"call out!"

A powerful burst of energy shot out from Sun Wukong's hand, a bright blue beam slicing through the sky and hurtling toward Frieza at incredible speed.

Frieza was in mid-air, his body still tumbling, and before he could defend himself, he was unfortunately hit.

The beam of light struck his body head-on, engulfing him completely.

"Boom!"

A massive explosion occurred where Frieza was located.

Flames shot into the sky, smoke billowed, and shockwaves spread in all directions, exploding into a huge fireball in the air.

The powerful impact caused Vegeta to cross his arms to protect his body, and the shockwave pushed him backward several meters.

At the same time, Vegeta felt an immense shock, his heart pounding in his chest.

Is this Kakarot's true strength?

His fingers trembled slightly.

The smoke gradually dissipated.

Frieza emerged slowly from the smoke and dust with a grim face, his body hovering in mid-air. His skin was covered in dust, but no obvious injuries were visible.

He gave Sun Wukong a deep look, his gaze filled with seriousness.

"You really are amazing, Frieza!" Goku sighed silently, a wry smile on his lips. "Those attacks didn't even have any effect on you."

"You're quite something!" Frieza sneered, a dangerous smile playing on his lips. "You really hurt me! But this is just the beginning! I'll make you pay for what you've suffered many times over!"

As he spoke, Frieza's energy was erupting wildly.

White flames erupted from his body, growing brighter and fiercer, and the lake water on the ground was pressed into a huge dent by the shockwave.

Solo crossed his arms and watched the battle silently, showing no intention of participating for the time being.

Let Sun Wukong have some fun first, and then I'll personally take care of things once he's had his fill.

"Um?"

Just as Zoro was enjoying the scene of Goku fighting Frieza, his gaze inadvertently swept across the distant lake, and he suddenly noticed a head popping out of the water.

His head was completely bald, reflecting the sunlight.

Solo paused for a moment, then looked toward the head.

After getting a clear look at the other person's face, he couldn't help but touch his chin, rubbing his fingers back and forth on it.

What's going on?

Isn't that Krillin?

"call out!"

Solo flew away at lightning speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.

He flew over the lake, bent down, and reached out his hand to Klin.

"Thank you, Solo." Klin took Solo's hand, his fingers gripping Solo's wrist, and quickly thanked him.

Solo pulled him out of the lake and looked him up and down.

"Huh?" Klin scratched his head, rubbing his fingers on his bald head a couple of times, looking a little confused. "How did I end up in the water?"

"Klin?" Solo asked uncertainly, his brow furrowing slightly.

The reason for asking this question is that Solo witnessed Krillin being teleported away by the dragon Poronka.

If nothing unexpected happens, we're going back to Earth.

How come there's another Klin here?

"Hmm," Krillin responded, rubbing his bald head, increasingly bewildered. His gaze swept across the surrounding lake and the distant islands. "Didn't I just arrive on Namek? Where's our spaceship? And why am I in the water?"

Solo fell into deep thought.

His gaze lingered on Klin's face for several seconds, his mind racing.

After a brief moment of thought, Solo reacted instantly.

Could this Klin have hatched from that egg?

His eyes lit up.

Judging from what Krillin just said, his memory is still stuck when he first arrived on Namek.

In other words, my skill of staring into pregnancy can perfectly replicate a person.

The result of cloning is that this person possesses all the abilities and memories of the time they were cloned.

Solo silently sensed Krillin's presence again, closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

His aura wasn't much different from the real Krillin's.

After all, Klin had not undergone the baptism of the Grand Elder and had not had his potential energy guided.

His current combat strength is at most around 5000.

"That's—" Krillin suddenly spotted the white figure in the distance and was immediately startled. He pointed in that direction, "Who's that guy? Is it Frieza?"

"Yes." Zoro nodded, arms crossed. "Goku is fighting him."

"Vegeta too? He's here too?" Krillin murmured. "What did I miss?"

Krillin's appearance left Vegeta somewhat bewildered.

His gaze shifted from Frieza to Krillin, then back to Frieza, then back to Krillin, scanning back and forth twice.

Because Vegeta also saw Krillin being teleported away.

Why is there another bald guy?

What exactly is going on here?

At this moment, Frieza slowly floated to the opposite side of Goku, the two of them less than five meters apart.

Frieza's hands hung at his sides, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

Sun Wukong also assumed a fighting stance, legs apart, fists crossed in front of him, ready to have a good fight with Frieza.

However, just as Goku was preparing to fight, he caught a glimpse of Krillin appearing over there.

His pupils suddenly contracted, his body froze, his arm hung in mid-air, and his mouth opened slightly.

"Hmph!" Frieza ignored all that, a cruel smile spreading across his face. "I told you, that was just the beginning!"

He swung his arm suddenly, his palm slapping out like a fan, and landed hard on Sun Wukong's face.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound exploded in the air.

Caught off guard, Sun Wukong was unfortunately hit. His head suddenly tilted to one side, his body lost its balance, and he fell rapidly from the sky like a stone that had been thrown down.

"Thump!"

Sun Wukong crashed into the ground below, his back hitting the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust. He winced in pain, and his mouth twitched.

"The real show is yet to come!" Frieza hovered high in the sky, looking down at Goku, his voice icy cold. "I will make you feel the terror of Frieza!"

However, Sun Wukong quickly jumped up from the ground, ignoring Frieza completely and not even glancing in Frieza's direction.

"call out!"

Goku flew at incredible speed toward Krillin and Zoro, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, and quickly appeared beside them.

"Krillin?" Goku scratched his head, rubbed his scalp a couple of times, and looked Krillin up and down, his gaze sweeping from his bald head to his face, and from his face to his clothes.

"Goku, Zoro," Krillin said, puzzled, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two of them. "Why are you both looking at me with such strange eyes?"

"Krillin," Goku asked, somewhat confused, tilting his head, "Weren't you teleported away?"

"What teleportation?" Klin scratched his head, frowning slightly. "Why don't I understand what you're saying?"

"Of course, I was teleported back to Earth by Shenron," Sun Wukong replied, spreading his hands at his sides.

"Shenlong?" Krillin was even more confused, his eyes widening. "Have we already collected all the Dragon Balls? Why don't I know anything about this?"

"That's strange—" Goku patted Krillin's head, stroking his bald head back and forth a couple of times. "Have you lost your memory?"

"What are you talking about?" Krillin asked, tilting his head. "Didn't we just arrive on Namek in a spaceship?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore!" Sun Wukong couldn't explain it either, so he waved his hand and his lips twitched.

After all, Sun Wukong didn't know about Zoro's "stare-to-pregnancy" skill.

Solo stroked his chin, lost in thought for a moment.

System, oh system, you're a bit of a pain.

This isn't called getting pregnant from staring; it's clearly just copying from staring.

But thinking about it carefully, what the system said doesn't seem to make any mistakes.

First, you get pregnant, then you lay an egg, and then a clone comes out of the egg.

And this replica possesses the memories of the period when it was replicated.

Solo's gaze lingered on Klin for a second.

This skill looks pretty awesome.

Next time, I'll equip this skill and use it on Xiao Yi and the others.

Does this mean we can create another hundred of them?

However, the thought of this gave Solo a headache.

Two hundred cat-eared beauties together —

This pace is unbearable!

Solo's lips twitched, and he shook his head, trying to shake off the images from his mind.

Frieza also glanced in Krillin's direction, his gaze lingering on Krillin's bald head for a second.

Strange, where did this little bald guy come from?

I didn't see him just now.

I know, it was probably hiding.

I blew up that island and he had nowhere to hide, which is why he came out.

Frieza's lips twitched slightly.

"Ahhhhh!"

Vegeta suddenly roared, his voice exploding in the air like thunder.

He raised his hands high, palms facing each other, and energy gathered between his palms, growing brighter and brighter.

Then he pushed forward with a jolt, and a thick beam of energy shot out from his hand, heading straight for Frieza.

The beam of light ripped through the sky, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, a massive explosion occurred where Frieza was standing.

The flames engulfed the sky, smoke and dust filled the air, and shockwaves spread in all directions.

"Great!" Vegeta laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the air. "Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, I launched a surprise attack and hit him squarely!"

His mouth stretched from ear to ear in a wide grin.

However, Vegeta's face quickly froze, his smile vanished, and he could no longer laugh.

After the smoke cleared, Frieza was revealed to be unharmed.

He hovered in place, not a speck of dust on his body.

He slowly turned his head, and as the light fell on Vegeta, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Don't rush, Vegeta!" Frieza turned around with a smile, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "After we deal with that guy, it'll be your turn!"

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