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Vegeta is undoubtedly the most shocking, or, in other words, the most unacceptable one among all.

From beginning to end, he always looked at these people with a playful attitude.

After all, he is the prince of the Saiyan and the most powerful Saiyan. With this strength, he also has nobility and arrogance that matches his strength.

But now.

Something beyond expectations happened.

In a word, even he couldn't understand how to kill Naba?

"Hmph." Vegeta snorted coldly, alerting that he had already mentioned the highest point, "What method did you use?"

"It's just deprived him of his life." Silently said, "Since you know that there is a dragon in this world that can realize any wish, this method is not so difficult to accept. To a certain extent, you can also regard me as an existence similar to a dragon, but I am much stronger."

Although the world of Dragon Ball seems to be very simple, combat basically depends on hand-to-hand combat and waves.

But in fact, it is obviously not the case.

As long as the existence of the dragon is strong enough, it can really realize all wishes. Whether it is to make people immortal, resurrect the dead, or even reshape a planet, as long as it does not exceed the upper limit of "power", it can do anything.

in other words.

Silence in this universe can be regarded as a "divine dragon".

Such an explanation.

Vegeta seemed barely able to accept it.

"So this is the same magic method as the Namiki people?" Vegeta narrowed his eyes and stared at Silence.

Understanding is understanding, shock is the same.

The Namiks do have all kinds of magical means, but their strength is not strong, and those magics are even more impossible to easily kill a Saiyan like the person in front of you.

Think about the combat power detected by the detector just now.

hateful!

The opponent's strength is simply impossible to estimate.

"Are you scared?"

Silent raised his eyebrows and seemed to have discovered something interesting.

"What a joke!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, and veins swelled up on his forehead. "I am the most powerful Saiyan, will I be afraid?"

"If you are not afraid, what are you waiting for?" Chen Si showed a playful smile, his eyes suddenly became deeper, covered with a mysterious temperament like a black hole, and then said softly, "If you attack me, you will die. How about it, do you want to try it?"

"Yes, damn!"

Vegeta looked at the dark pupils that seemed to make people's mind fall into forever, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Then an incredibly shameful feeling surged up.

He was really scared.

I was afraid that I would die without resistance and without reason like Naba.

How is that possible!?

He is the most powerful Saiyan!

In the end, inner dignity overcame fear.

"Go to die!"

Vegeta's figure instantly came behind the silent.

However, the moment when you only raise your fist.

The heart hopped.

A strong fear of facing death swept across his body in an instant, just like everything in his heart, brain, and body was clenched tightly by pairs of invisible big hands. As long as he swung this punch, what awaited him was death like an abyss.

It'll really die!

Vegeta's figure retreated in an instant, and even appeared at a distance of hundreds of meters.

The ends of the hair were completely wet with cold sweat.

And until this time.

Silence turns slowly.

His face was still calm.

That was naturally his warning to Vegeta just now. Vegeta was not a fanatical warrior who was not afraid of death. He faced the fear of clear death, but he did not take that step so fearlessly.

In fact.

Vegeta now gritted her teeth and let out a constant low growl from her throat, her eyes full of reluctance.

He regarded the feeling just now as his intuition.

This person might be more terrifying than Frieza!

Vegeta has already felt relieved.

The people watching from other places also showed shocked expressions.

"This Saiyan is scared." Bick's ears seemed to move. "Yes, his muscles are trembling, sweat is coming out, he is fearing."

"Okay, no wonder." Kobayashi glanced at the corpse that was lying on the ground and said dryly, "It's just one sentence."

They had no idea that things would develop to this point.

I thought it was a great enemy to the Saiyan, but after meeting the man who suddenly arrived in another world, he was instantly instantly caught in an unreasonable moment.

If the people in another world are enemies

The invisible and huge pressure from silence swept everyone.

"Hey, didn't you agree to leave this to me?" Saitama walked up at this time, looking at the silent with a vigilant look on his face, "Don't steal my opponent anymore. Besides, this kind of battle is meaningless to you."

"Of course." Chen Si shrugged and looked at Vegeta again. "If you don't attack me, even if you are an ant, I won't just step on it to death. That would be too violent."

"So, leave it to me." Saitama swung his cloak, walked over directly, stood in front of Vegeta, and had already changed into a serious face. "I'd better fight you, otherwise you will be silent for a moment."

He had long been eager to have a passionate battle.

But, in Vegeta's eyes.

This is a complete provocation.

"Silent, instant second?"

Vegeta looked at Saitama, then looked at Silence again, his face distorted.

Although I had the idea of ​​escaping.

But sure enough.

If he does nothing and just runs away like this, it is too humiliating. With such a person, will he still dare to say that he is the most powerful Saiyan?

"Since you are seeking death by yourself!" Vegeta looked at the silence carefully again, and his speed suddenly exploded. His figure instantly came behind Saitama, still waving his fists. This time, he paused for a moment.

No.

There is no feeling that you will die!

Sure enough, this person and that person should be different!

Vegeta did not have any reserved heavy hammer on the rest of the body in this punch.

Bang!

The dull collision sound that made the scalp numb and the explosion of air, Saitama's deep breathing flew into the distance like a cannonball.

It hit several stone pillars one after another, and the whole person was embedded in the earth.

However, a smile appeared on Saitama's face.

Have a feeling!

He finally felt it!

The strength of this fist is much better than the soft fist that was before!

Sure enough, this time the other world is right!

Saitama stood up from the ground, not only in the style of painting, but also in his eyes, as if he had begun to be sharp.