Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out!

Chapter 85 You understand now, why don't you hurry up and say thank you!

Frieza hovered in the air, arms crossed, head tilted as he looked at Goku opposite him, his tail swaying gently behind him.

"Are you better at air combat or ground combat?" Frieza asked with a smile, a playful curve to his lips.

"How about a ground battle?" Sun Wukong suggested.

Frieza turned his head to look behind him, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding islands, and pointed to a relatively large island.

The island was vast, with a flat surface covered with blue lawns and a few scattered rocks.

Without further hesitation, the two swooped down and flew rapidly toward the island.

Two figures, one in gold and one in white, left two streaks of light in the sky and landed on the island in the blink of an eye.

After landing, Sun Wukong immediately took off his orange coat and threw it on the ground.

He moved his shoulders, and his bones made a series of soft cracking sounds.

"You seem more than capable!" Sun Wukong said with a laugh, hands on his hips. "Let's get started, Zoro's getting impatient!"

"Zoro?" Frieza asked with a smile, tilting his head. "That Saiyan who claims Vegeta is his underling?"

"Yes." Sun Wukong nodded seriously, his eyes filled with respect.

"What? Is he stronger than you?" Frieza asked again, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Yes!" Sun Wukong did not deny it, answering crisply and decisively.

"This is getting more and more interesting." Frieza's interest was piqued, his smile widening and his eyes narrowing into slits. "Looks like we're going to have some fun today!"

"I'm almost ready!" Sun Wukong stretched his body, twisted his neck, and shook his wrists, revealing an expectant look on his face.

"Alright then," Frieza chuckled, crossing his arms in front of him, "I'll give you a two-handed advantage, and fight you!"

"You really can fight me without using your hands?" Sun Wukong clenched his fist, a faint aura gathering on its surface. "Then I'll make the first move!"

"Whatever you want," Frieza said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Without further hesitation, Sun Wukong pushed off the grass with both feet, propelling himself forward and immediately rushing towards Frieza's location.

He pulled his right fist back fully and threw a powerful punch at Frieza.

The force of the punch was fierce, tearing through the air.

Frieza leaped lightly, his toes barely touching the grass, and his body bounced up, dodging Goku's attack.

The fist swept past his side, creating a gust of wind.

"Bang!"

Frieza lashed out with his tail like a whip, striking Goku directly in the face.

The tip of its tail swept across its cheek, leaving a red mark.

Sun Wukong's body flew backward, his feet leaving two shallow grooves on the ground.

Just before landing, Sun Wukong braced himself with his hands, flipped his body, and pushed off the ground with his feet, propelling himself forward.

He rushed towards Frieza's location, reached out with both hands, and grabbed Frieza's tail.

Frieza's expression changed slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Ahhhhh!"

Sun Wukong roared, gripping Frieza's tail tightly with both hands, and swung him around rapidly in place.

Frieza's body was like a swung hammer, drawing huge circles in the air.

I don't know how many times it spun around.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the blue grass around me was pressed flat against the ground by the gusts of wind.

Sun Wukong suddenly flung his hand away, loosening his grip on the tail.

"call out!"

Frieza flew out like a cannonball, his body arcing through the air before crashing headfirst into a cliff face.

His head slammed into the rock wall, causing the rock to shatter and fragments to fall off.

The cliff collapsed with a deafening roar, burying Frieza beneath the rocks amidst billowing smoke and dust.

However, Frieza quickly emerged from the rubble, sending stones flying in all directions.

He hovered low in the air, dusted himself off, and looked down at Sun Wukong.

He pulled his right leg back and kicked out at Sun Wukong, the sound of his foot whistling through the air.

Sun Wukong raised his arm to block, his forearm blocking his foot, and his energy exploded outwards.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two engaged in a fierce battle on this larger island.

Fists and feet collided, energy exploded, and the air trembled.

After a few rounds.

Frieza was starting to lose her rhythm; her breathing became rapid and her movements slowed.

Sun Wukong's attacks left his legs struggling to keep up, making him unsteady and disoriented.

At the critical moment, Frieza hurriedly wrapped his tail around Goku's neck, tightening it to strangle him.

Sun Wukong opened his mouth wide, lowered his head, and bit Frieza's tail.

The teeth were embedded in the flesh, and purple blood seeped from the teeth marks.

"Aww—"

"6

Frieza let out a pig-like scream, his face contorted in agony. He felt a chill run down his spine and his body shuddered violently.

Sun Wukong seized the opportunity to kick Frieza again, his foot landing on Frieza's abdomen.

At the same time, he pulled his right fist back to his waist and delivered a powerful punch to Frieza's chest, the fist sinking into his sternum and the force penetrating through him.

Frieza, in pain, finally couldn't hold back any longer. He released his right fist from his chest and punched Goku in the face.

The fist struck Sun Wukong's cheekbone, causing his head to snap to one side and his body to fall backward, his back hitting the ground.

Frieza realized he had fouled the moment he made the move.

He looked down at his released hands and his lips twitched.

"Didn't you say you don't need to use your hands?" Sun Wukong smiled slightly, got up from the ground, and dusted himself off.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph." Frieza sneered, "The preferential treatment period is over!"

"I'm not someone you can mess with!" Sun Wukong said with a smile, a hint of confidence in his eyes.

"You are indeed stronger than I imagined, which gives me a slight shock." Frieza chuckled, tilting his head. "I'm tired of this fight; let's hurry up and decide the winner!"

"Okay." Sun Wukong nodded and clashed his fists together in front of him.

"I want to ask you one more time," Frieza asked, looking directly at Goku. "Would you be willing to work for me? It would be a shame to kill you; you could do a better job than Captain Ginyu, who's about to arrive on this planet."

"Ginyu?" Sun Wukong paused slightly, his brow furrowing. "Who is he?"

"He is my best subordinate," Frieza replied calmly.

"Don't joke around." Sun Wukong decisively refused, raising his chin. "Do you think I would accept an invitation like that?"

"I knew you'd say that." Frieza's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his gaze turning cold. "You Saiyans are all stubborn and inflexible. Well then, you only have one path left: death."

"Is that so?" Sun Wukong smiled slightly, a hint of disdain in the curve of his lips.

"You seem very confident," Frieza said again, his gaze sweeping over Goku's face twice. "I noticed a long time ago that although you were fighting seriously, you weren't using your full power."

"You saw through me." Sun Wukong chuckled and scratched his head.

"I've already planned it out." Frieza's lips curled into a smile as he extended his right hand, fingers spread wide. "Just half of my energy will be enough to turn you into cosmic dust."

"Is that really how it is?" Sun Wukong took a deep breath, his chest puffing out, having already prepared himself mentally.

"Oh? You know all this?" Frieza was slightly taken aback, looking at Goku with some surprise.

"Yes." Sun Wukong nodded in response, his gaze becoming serious. "I know your combat power is probably over 1 million, while my highest combat power is only 3000 million."

"You—your fighting power is 3000 million!" Frieza's eyes widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and he was somewhat incredulous.

However, after thinking about it carefully, Frieza realized that what Goku said made sense.

Being able to fight on par with oneself, one's combat power has indeed reached a level of 3000 million.

This Saiyan is no ordinary person.

Moreover, this man named Sun Wukong said that the Saiyan named Zoro was stronger than him.

"What's the fighting power of this Zoro you mentioned?" Frieza asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

"I don't know." Sun Wukong shook his head sincerely. "I'm not very clear on things like combat power."

I heard those numbers from Solo.

"What? Didn't he say how strong he is?" Frieza asked again.

"He said his fighting power is only 100 million," Sun Wukong answered truthfully, his tone calm.

Frieza was speechless for a moment, and his lips twitched.

You believe his fighting strength is 100 million?

With your combat power at 3000 million, how could he possibly be stronger than you?

"I understand." Frieza snorted coldly, his gaze becoming profound. "He's been hiding his fighting strength."

Just as Sun Wukong and Frieza were chatting.

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Solo, Vegeta, and Krillin also flew slowly from a distance.

Three figures trailed faint streaks of light in the sky, growing ever closer.

Vegeta was seriously injured, but his injuries were not fundamental.

He had several bruises and abrasions, but his bones were not broken and his internal organs were not damaged.

The reason he looked so listless was because the emotional damage was more severe than the physical damage.

Just then, Vegeta, who had just flown into the air, suddenly heard Goku state his power level.

Those words drifted over like the wind, clearly reaching his ears.

"I know your combat power is probably over 1 million, while my highest combat power is only 3000 million."

This was said by Sun Wukong.

Vegeta caught it clearly and was immediately stunned, his body frozen in mid-air.

Frieza's fighting power is over 1 million?

Are you kidding me?

Kakarot's fighting power has reached 3000 million?

"This—this is impossible!" Vegeta's body began to tremble again, shaking from his shoulders to his toes. "This is absolutely impossible!"

I was already emotionally hurt, and now I've been stabbed in the back by Sun Wukong, so I feel even worse.

It felt like a stone was stuck in my chest, making it hard to breathe.

"Huh?" Krillin exclaimed, his eyes widening. "Goku's fighting power has reached this level?"

"Yes." Solo nodded, crossing his arms.

"Frieza—does that guy Frieza have a power level of 1 million?" Vegeta muttered unwillingly, his voice hoarse.

"To be precise," Solo replied calmly, "Frieza's fighting strength is 120 million."

"What—what did you say?" Vegeta was stunned, looking at Zoro with suspicion, his gaze sweeping over Zoro's face twice. "You're talking nonsense! How do you know all this?"

"Bang!"

Soro kicked Vegeta away with one kick.

Vegeta's body flew through the air like a thrown stone, tracing an arc before crashing heavily into the ground below.

His back slammed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. He winced in pain, and his lips twitched violently.

"Get over here right now!" Solo yelled at Vegeta.

Vegeta gritted his teeth, got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and obediently flew over, hovering in front of Solo.

"Why did you hit me?" Vegeta asked, his voice tinged with resentment.

"Hmm?" Solo narrowed his eyes, his face turning cold. "I'll give you another chance to ask questions."

Vegeta finally understood why he was being beaten up.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

It's not just that they were rude just now.

"How—how did you know?" Vegeta tried to make his voice sound humble, lowering it and trembling at the end.

"Can't you say please?" Solo snapped coldly.

"Fine, I won't ask anymore!" Vegeta stubbornly snorted and turned his face away.

Solo slapped him across the face from a distance.

A gust of wind shot out from his palm, invisible and colorless, and directly affected Vegeta.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Vegeta was once again slammed down from the sky by Zoro.

His body fell like a stone, crashing heavily to the ground and leaving a shallow crater, raising a cloud of dust.

"Clatter!"

Solo descended from the sky, landing on the edge of the shallow pit, his shoes sinking into the gravel.

He bent down, lifted his foot, and stepped on Vegeta's face, the sole of his shoe pressing against his cheek.

"Vegeta," Soro snapped, his voice rising, "Have I really given you the time of day? A lackey should act like a lackey. Tell me, how many times have I saved you on Namek? Is this how you show your gratitude?"

Vegeta's mouth twitched violently, his cheeks deformed by the pressure of the shoe sole.

Upon closer examination—it seems that Solo's statement makes a lot of sense.

On Namek, he had been saved by Solo at least three times.

"Now do you understand why I beat you up?" Solo rubbed his shoe against Vegeta's face again, the sole of his shoe spinning on Vegeta's cheek.

"Understood!" Vegeta grinned and hurriedly replied, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You understand now, why don't you say thank you!" Solo scolded again.

Vegeta: "————"

"Thank you." Vegeta was on the verge of tears, his voice hoarse and his eyes reddening.

This guy is a demon!

Why did I provoke such a guy back then?

"You can reflect on your actions here," Zoro sneered, moving his foot away from Vegeta's face. "I want to see how Goku transforms into a Super Saiyan."

After saying this, Solo turned and flew away, his feet leaving the ground and his body launching into the sky.

"Wh-what?!" Vegeta's pupils shrank, and his ears perked up.

How did Goku become a Super Saiyan?

Can Gokarot transform into a Super Saiyan?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Vegeta clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

If I could really become a Super Saiyan, I would definitely be the one!

"call out!"

Solo leaped into the air, leaving a trail of light in his wake.

"Huh? Zoro," Krillin asked curiously, following behind, "You just said Goku turned into some kind of Super Saiyan?"

"Yes." Zoro nodded seriously, arms crossed. "The only way to defeat Frieza is for Goku to become a Super Saiyan."

"But how can Goku become the Super Saiyan you mentioned?" Krillin scratched his head and rubbed his fingers on his bald head a couple of times.

"Krillin, how's your relationship with Goku?" Zoro asked earnestly, his gaze fixed on Krillin's face.

"My relationship with Goku?" Krillin answered without hesitation, "We're definitely very close! We're like brothers!"

"Would you be willing to make a small sacrifice for Goku later?" Zoro asked, a slight smile playing on his lips.