Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"You're welcome!" Solo smiled.

"Did Mr. Solo mention on the way here that he wanted to train with me?" Bardos suddenly asked, her gaze falling on Solo.

“Yes.” Solo nodded, looking serious.

“Well then… let me see Mr. Solo’s true strength first!” Bardos gently planted the scepter into the ground, where it stood firmly.

She stepped back a few paces and walked to an open space, her hands hanging naturally at her sides.

Solo followed her.

The two stood facing each other in an open space, about ten meters apart.

“Now, Mr. Solo, show me your true strength and try attacking me with all your might.” Bardos beckoned to Solo and flicked her fingers twice.

Solo nodded solemnly, without trying to hide anything.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into his body, adding [Combat Power x500] and [Talent x50] to his skill slots.

The icon is embedded, and the light shines.

Then, Solo took a deep breath.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Solo's energy erupted wildly.

Golden flames erupted from his body, growing brighter and fiercer.

The gray-white ground beneath our feet was cracked by the shockwave, and gravel flew in all directions.

The air trembled, and the planets resonated.

Bardos stood opposite him, her pale blue fingers resting lightly in front of her, her gaze calmly watching the surging aura emanating from Solo.

After sensing his energy level briefly, there was nothing surprising about it.

Because, in Bardos's view, the energy that Solo unleashed was not much different from what she knew.

“I’m going to start, Bardos.” Solo assumed an attacking stance, his legs shoulder-width apart, his right fist tucked into his waist, and his left arm held horizontally in front of him.

"Okay." Bardos nodded slightly. "Come on over."

"call out"

Without further hesitation, Solo slammed his toes on the gray-white ground, propelling himself forward like a golden streak of light as he hurtled toward Bados at incredible speed.

Seeing Solo's sudden increase in speed, Bardos' pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face.

Her brow twitched, her gaze following the approaching golden figure.

Why does it feel like his energy is hidden at least five hundred times?

The problem is... this 500 times hidden energy did not manifest in the body.

Bardos's fingers twitched slightly at her side, and her gaze became focused.

Seeing Solo's attacks, Bardos had no intention of confronting him directly. She simply used Ultra Instinct to easily dodge all the attacks.

Her body moved like a feather in the wind, shifting half a body length to the left, sliding a step to the right, and leaning back slightly so that the wind from the punch grazed the tip of her nose.

Every movement was perfectly timed, not a fraction more or less.

Solo fought for a long time, his fists and kicks drawing arcs in the air, but he couldn't even touch the hem of Bados's clothes.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Huhuhu..."

Solo was breathing heavily, his chest heaving, his hands resting on his knees, feeling a bit tired.

"That's amazing! I felt like I was going really fast, but I couldn't hit you at all!" Solo exclaimed.

"Oh my, Mr. Zoro is also amazing." Vados exclaimed, a smile of approval curving her lips. "I was wrong before. Your strength has far surpassed that of Mr. Goku and Mr. Vegeta."

“But I’m still far from enough!” Solo slowly shook his head, his voice somewhat low.

"Among the humans of Universe 7, Mr. Solo's strength is already among the top ten. Aren't you satisfied with that?" Bardos asked with a smile.

"I'm going to take first place!" Solo said seriously, his eyes filled with determination.

“That’s ambitious!” Bardos nodded thoughtfully, her fingers lightly crossed in front of her.

She paused, then asked, "So, Mr. Solo, when he's fighting, he thinks first and then lets his body react, right?"

"I understand!" Solo's eyes lit up. "You mean, let the body react on its own, without needing to go through the brain, right?"

"Oh my, it seems Mr. Solo has a very strong ability to understand." Bardos smiled approvingly.

"This might be a little difficult," Solo said, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

“It’s alright, practice slowly, you should get used to it.” Bardos smiled slightly and explained, “This skill is called Ultra Instinct. If Mr. Solo can perfectly master it and become the best in the universe, there will be absolutely no problem.”

"Freedom of the Ultimate? What an interesting name!" Solo chuckled, then scratched his head. "I want to be self-centered... I don't want to be so free. Is there a skill for that?"

Bardos paused for a moment, her gaze lingering on Solo's face for two seconds.

Solo said that because he wanted to learn the God of Destruction techniques.

The ultimate skill is the ability of angels.

In Solo's view, mastering Ultra Instinct is extremely difficult, and only an innocent type like Goku can better master it.

Solo plans to train in the skills of the God of Destruction.

A Wrecking Ball was thrown, destroying everything completely, turning it into nothingness.

It looks so grand and classy.

“There really is one!” Bardos pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, “I don’t know much about the self-mastery Mr. Solo mentioned, but I think there is a skill that would suit you quite well.”

"What skill?" Solo asked expectantly, leaning forward slightly.

"Destruction!" Bardos smiled, gently twirling the scepter in her hand.

"That sounds really cool, I'll learn from that!" Solo nodded seriously.

“Well… let me demonstrate for you.” Bardos said, slowly extending a finger, raising the index finger and pointing the fingertip toward a grayish-white stone about the size of a millstone next to her.

"Snapped!"

A ball of purplish-red flame condensed at the tip of Bados's fingertips.

The light was not bright, only the size of a fingernail, but its color was as deep as congealed blood, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

The air around the flame was distorted, and the light was bent.

It was the destructive energy that Solo was familiar with.

"call out!"

Bardos pointed her crimson energy at the rock next to her from a distance.

The energy blast shot out from the fingertip silently, yet at an astonishing speed.

The flames fell on the stone, but there was no explosion, no fire, and no smoke.

"Snapped!"

Instantly, the stone vanished into nothingness, disappearing without a trace.

As if it had never existed, only a smooth dent remained on the ground, not even a single fragment was left.

Solo watched silently, clicking his tongue in amazement.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a destructive force.

Ordinary energy simply cannot compare to it.

Attacking this stone with ordinary energy can at most turn it into fragments, but it cannot completely destroy the stone.

It's important to know that destructive energy can directly destroy the opponent's soul.

The soul is destroyed, and neither the dragon nor even the angels can resurrect it.

As for why angels would destroy God's skills?

In Solo's view, this was the most normal phenomenon imaginable.

After all, all the gods of destruction are disciples of angels, and they were all taught by angels. It would be a problem if angels didn't know the skills of the gods of destruction.

Solo speculated that the angelic power released by the angels was likely a versatile ability that could be transformed into any magical power that could attack or heal.

Although Solo also wanted to learn the angels' ultimate freedom, he was very self-aware.

After all, being completely at ease isn't suitable for me.

Choosing a field that suits you better is the best shortcut to success.

“I’ll try.” Solo took a deep breath and, imitating Bardos, slowly extended a finger.

……

Time passed day by day.

Before we knew it, three months had passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Solo was sitting cross-legged in the square of the planet Champa, with his hands on his knees, index fingers raised, and eyes closed.

A gust of wind blew from afar, carrying up a few grains of grayish-white dust.

His brow furrowed slightly, and the purplish-red flame at his fingertips began to flicker, growing brighter from faint.

Bardos stood not far away, her scepter resting on the ground, her gaze fixed on Solo's fingertips.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, a purplish-red flame condensed at Solo's fingertip.

The light danced at his fingertips, emitting a faint hissing sound, and the surrounding air began to distort.

Solo suddenly opened his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"call out!"

He pointed with his hand at a rock about the size of a basketball in front of him.

A crimson flame shot out from his fingertips, silently and with the speed of lightning.