Dragon Ball: My power level has been maxed out

"A blue-skinned friend?" Sun Wukong was slightly taken aback, not quite understanding, and scratched the back of his head twice.

"Hmph, Kakarot, let's not talk about that now!" Vegeta stood on the steps, arms crossed, chin slightly raised, his eyes filled with urgency. "I want to know, how strong are you now?"

"Me?" Sun Wukong tilted his head, a serious glint in his emerald eyes. "It's hard to say, but I've improved a lot, definitely surpassing Super Saiyan."

"Oh? Is that so?" Vegeta looked Goku up and down, his gaze sweeping from his golden hair to his boots, a smile playing on his lips. "Do you think you can beat Cell in his complete form now?"

“Cell is dead, so I can’t compare,” Goku said helplessly, shaking his head and spreading his hands.

"Then let's have a match!" Vegeta immediately assumed a fighting stance, his legs shoulder-width apart, his right fist tucked into his waist, and golden flames began to spread upwards from the soles of his feet.

"Forget it." Goku gave Vegeta a deep look, his gaze lingering for a moment on Vegeta's tense shoulder line, before directly refusing.

"You... what did you say?" Vegeta roared in anger, the veins on his forehead bulging slightly.

"Gohan, let's go." Goku ignored Vegeta's reaction, turned to Gohan and called out, walking over and patting Gohan's head. "I was originally planning to take you to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to train... but since Cell is dead, let's forget about it."

"Yes, Dad." Son Gohan nodded and looked up at his father.

"Let's go home," Sun Wukong suggested, withdrawing his hand from above Sun Gohan's head.

“Okay, Dad,” Son Gohan replied obediently.

Before leaving, Gohan turned around and waved goodbye to Piccolo, waving his little hand twice in the air.

Bick simply nodded slightly, a brief smile curving his lips, his gaze filled with a rare gentleness.

Immediately, Sun Wukong and Sun Gohan leaped down from the temple.

Two figures pierced through the clouds and swooped down.

When passing by Garin Tower.

“Let’s go to Korin Tower while we’re at it,” Goku said to Gohan, turning his head to land on the platform on the outside of the tower, his toes lightly touching the ground.

Son Gohan quickly followed behind his father and landed on the platform.

"Greetings, Master Korin." Son Goku greeted Master Korin.

"Hello, nice to meet you," Son Gohan said somewhat reservedly, his hands hanging at his sides and his waist slightly bent.

"Yes, you've grown up." Master Korin's gaze lingered on Gohan for a moment before he nodded.

"Yajirobe, you're here too?" Sun Wukong waved again at the round figure in the corner.

"Mind your own business!" Yachirobe crossed his arms, snorted, and turned his face away.

"Earth was already in crisis, but Zoro solved it with ease!" Master Korin exclaimed for a while, stroking his beard with his claws. "Even someone as strong as Cell was instantly killed by Zoro in one move! Zoro's strength has far exceeded our imagination."

"Yes, yes." Sun Wukong nodded repeatedly, a longing gleaming in his emerald eyes.

"Goku, what brings you here?" Master Korin asked with a smile, his gaze sweeping over Goku. "Peace has been restored to Earth, and those two androids show no signs of doing anything wrong. You can go home now."

"Master Korin, I've come here to ask you to compare how big the gap is between me and Cell in his complete form," Goku said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin twice. "I always feel like Cell died before I even fought him, and it makes me very uncomfortable... Although it's a bit unfair to the dead man to say this, that's what I meant... I'm really sorry!"

"There's nothing to apologize for, that's just your personality." Master Karin laughed heartily.

"Now, I'll unleash my energy. Master Korin, can you compare the difference between me and Perfect Cell?" Goku's expression became more serious, and he clenched his fists at his sides.

"Okay." Master Karin nodded readily, sat up straight, and his gaze became focused.

"what!"

Without further hesitation, Sun Wukong tensed up, and golden flames erupted from his body.

The light spread outwards like a burst dam, growing brighter and brighter, until it bathed the entire inner wall of Garin Tower in a golden hue.

Endless energy emanated from him, causing the air to tremble and the bricks to groan.

The Garin Tower trembled violently, its entire structure shaking like a large tree in a gale, almost collapsing.

"Alright! Stop it now, this place is about to collapse!" Master Garin exclaimed, stretching his claws forward, his voice tinged with panic.

Yajirobe was blown backward by the powerful energy, his body crashing into the wall and bouncing off again.

Then, Yachirobe clung tightly to the pillar beside him to avoid falling, his face turning red.

The people in the temple also sensed Sun Wukong's powerful aura immediately.

The energy surged up from below, like a volcano rising from the earth, causing the entire temple to tremble slightly.

"That's Goku!" Piccolo stood at the edge of the temple, cold sweat dripping from his green face, his hands clenching involuntarily.

"Hmph!" Vegeta stood on the steps, his face instantly turning extremely ugly.

Kakarot, that bastard, is always like this!

He always gets there first!

It's one thing that I'm no match for Zoro, but am I even inferior to Goku, a low-ranking warrior?

I'm so angry at this guy! I finally caught up with him, and then he got ahead of me again.

"Piccolo, I plan to train in that strange room again!" Vegeta asked loudly, his face cold, his gaze like a knife slicing through Piccolo.

"Do as you please." Piccolo glanced at Vegeta indifferently, without saying anything more.

Goku on Korin Tower immediately concealed his aura.

The golden flames receded rapidly like the receding tide, extinguishing completely in the blink of an eye and restoring calm.

Garin and Yajirobe breathed a long sigh of relief.

"That was only half, what do you think?" Sun Wukong asked with a smile, his breathing steady.

"Only half? What an amazing fellow!" Master Garin exclaimed, stroking his beard with his claws. "How powerful do you plan to become before you stop?"

Son Gohan stood beside his father, looking up at Son Goku with a face full of admiration and his eyes sparkling.

I never imagined my dad had become so powerful.

"How does he compare to Zoro?" Sun Wukong asked quickly, leaning forward slightly.

"They're worlds apart, there's no comparison." Master Garin slowly shook his head, his eyes filled with certainty.

"I knew it would be like this." Sun Wukong smiled, unsurprised. He paused, then asked, "How does it compare to Cell?"

"This is a difficult question to answer; I can only speculate," Garin said thoughtfully, tapping his chin twice with his claws. "Although he is dead, his strength is undeniable. It's inappropriate to say he was just a weakling."

“You’re right.” Sun Wukong nodded with a smile.

"To be honest, I think Cell has a slight advantage," Master Korin said, his gaze lingering on Goku's face for a moment.

"It seems my training is far from sufficient!" Sun Wukong thoughtfully stroked his chin, then looked up at Master Korin. "Thank you, Master Korin. I will continue to train diligently when I return!"

……

The vast starry sky, the boundless universe.

The stars rushed past beside me, like elongated ribbons of light.

Bardos, carrying Solo, transformed into a streak of seven-colored light and sped off towards the Third Universe.

The streak of light left a brilliant trail against the dark background, like a colorful blade slicing through the darkness.

"How much longer until we reach the God of Destruction realm of Universe 3?" Solo asked softly from behind, hugging Vados.

Bardos tilted her head slightly to avoid the breath that was almost touching her earlobe, and a faint blush rose on her cheeks.

"Don't talk so close to me, it tickles!" Bados silently wiped her sweat.

“If I don’t get this close, I’m afraid you won’t be able to hear me,” Solo chuckled, a sly smile curving his lips.

Bardos paused for a moment, then realized that Solo's words seemed to make some sense, so she decided not to dwell on the matter.

"You still haven't said when we'll arrive in the God of Destruction Realm of Universe 3?" Solo pressed again, wrapping his arm around her waist and pressing his body closer.

“It will take at least several hours to fly,” Bardos replied. “Do you really think interplanetary travel is an easy thing to do?”

"Then I'll lie on your back and take a nap, you won't object, right?" Solo grinned, making a gesture as if to rest his chin on her shoulder.

Bardos sighed softly, truly at a loss for words.

I'm rushing here, and you're going to sleep on top of me?

Look at what you're saying!

"Oh dear, guess who I saw?" Bardos suddenly changed the subject, pointing diagonally upwards.

"Who?" Solo was startled and looked in the direction she was pointing.

"Isn't that Lord Champa?" Bardos' eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

"Lord Champa? Is he still collecting Dragon Balls?" Solo put his hand to his forehead, his palm pressed against his forehead.

“It should be. I saw Lord Champa flying through space with a Super Dragon Ball.” Bardos pointed diagonally upwards, and the blue light at the tip of his scepter flashed in that direction.

Solo's gaze sharpened as he looked in the direction Bardos had pointed.

In the distant starry sky, a golden sphere of light was moving rapidly, its light standing out conspicuously in the darkness.

That golden sphere of light was enormous, probably even larger than the Earth, with a soft metallic sheen on its surface, like a glass sphere magnified countless times.

Solo looked at it again carefully and found that Champa was only the size of a grain of sand in the golden sphere of light, and the purplish-red flames on his body were almost indistinguishable against the backdrop of the golden sphere.

It was this grain of purple sand that carried this glittering planet through the vast cosmos, at an extraordinary speed, several times faster than a typical spaceship.

"call out!"

Without hesitation, Bardos traced an arc in the air and flew swiftly towards Champa with Solo in tow.

The colorful streak of light twirled in the starry sky, heading straight for the golden planet and the purple dot of light.

The two sides soon met in space, and the seven-colored light and the purple-red flame stopped not far apart.

In the starry sky, the three hovered beside the huge golden dragon ball, looking as tiny as three ants.

"Vados? Zoro?" Champa flew out from inside the Dragon Ball, looking the two of them up and down. His gaze swept from Vados's pale blue face to Zoro's arm around her waist, and he asked with a dark face, "What are you two doing in Universe 7? Are you on a date behind my back?"

"A date?" Bardos paused slightly, her pale blue eyelashes lifting abruptly.

Solo silently wiped his sweat.

"Don't think I don't know, you two have been flirting for a while now!" Champa snorted, then pointed at Solo, "Kid, you've got some nerve, daring to flirt with even an angel!"

Solo glanced down at his hand that was wrapped around Bardos's waist, and his lips twitched.

"Ahem, Lord Champa, you flatter me. Bardos and I are truly innocent," Solo replied solemnly, without changing his expression.