Hearing Tarble’s words, Vegeta gritted his teeth, his face darkening with annoyance.
“Dammit!
Kakarot isn’t the only bastard who can become a Super Saiyan!
Do I really need Kakarot to deal with those two losers?
What a joke!”
After calming down slightly, Vegeta understood why Tarble only knew that Goku could transform into a Super Saiyan.
Tarble had been living on a remote planet at the edge of the universe for years.
It was only natural that his information was outdated.
Even so, Vegeta remained irritated.
“Kakarot isn’t the only one who can become a Super Saiyan.
Don’t worry.
I’ll deal with the two fools chasing you.”
Tarble’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Really?
Brother, can you transform into a Super Saiyan too?
That’s incredible!
You truly deserve your reputation as the Saiyan born with the highest Power Level in our history!”
Hearing the praise, Vegeta’s expression visibly softened.
“Hmph.
As long as you train hard enough, you might become a Super Saiyan someday as well.”
“Really?” Tarble looked genuinely excited.
Licks, standing beside him, was equally thrilled.
He had never imagined that he might also have a chance to become a Super Saiyan.
Vegeta slowly nodded.
“I have no reason to lie about something like that.”
As he spoke, he suddenly looked toward the sky.
“The two people chasing you are almost here.”
Tarble looked up as well.
His eyes saw nothing, yet he had already sensed the two powerful Ki signatures rapidly approaching Earth.
Even so, he continued acting confused.
“Brother, I don’t see any spaceships.
How do you know they’re almost here?”
Vegeta paused briefly before answering.
“It’s called Ki.
It’s a technique that allows you to sense other people’s energy and locate them.
Since you don’t know how to sense or suppress Ki yet, we detected your arrival long before your spacecraft entered Earth’s atmosphere.”
Tarble’s face filled with amazement.
“There’s actually a technique like that?
That’s incredible!”
Licks’ eyes also lit up with excitement.
He was clearly fascinated by the ability to manipulate Ki.
Gohan and the others smiled faintly.
A small sense of pride rose within them.
To them, controlling Ki had long since become second nature.
Vegeta continued explaining.
“It’s not nearly as difficult as you think.
You already know how to fire Ki Blasts.
Just remember the feeling of gathering that energy and learn to control it.
Try suppressing your Power Level now.”
In reality, Vegeta wanted to test Tarble’s talent.
The Ki he sensed from Tarble was strangely gentle.
It reminded him of Goku’s.
It was nothing like the aggressive Ki most Saiyans possessed.
Because of that, Vegeta suspected Tarble’s natural talent might be extraordinary.
After all, Goku had already proven that an unusual Saiyan could possess unbelievable potential.
Tarble nodded eagerly.
“Alright.
I’ll give it a try.”
He casually formed a pure white sphere of Ki in his hand before dispersing it.
Then he closed his eyes.
He gathered another sphere of Ki.
Dispersed it.
Repeated the process several more times.
Only then did he slowly begin drawing his Ki back into his body.
Within less than ten seconds, his Ki had already fallen dramatically.
A scouter would now display a Power Level of only 1,000.
Even after successfully suppressing it, Tarble deliberately pretended he was still trying harder.
Three seconds later, his Ki had been reduced to almost nothing.
The dramatic change immediately caught everyone’s attention.
Every member of the Z Fighters stared at him in shock.
Only one thought crossed their minds: Unbelievable.
His talent is monstrous.
Of course, none of them knew that Tarble had actually spent eighteen full minutes learning Ki Control long before today.
As for Licks, Tarble had intentionally never taught him.
Everything had been arranged to create this exact reaction.
Tarble suddenly opened his eyes.
“Brother!
I succeeded, didn’t I?”
Vegeta finally snapped out of his daze.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
After carefully sensing Tarble again, he slowly nodded.
“That’s right.
You succeeded.”
Even his voice sounded slightly hoarse.
It was difficult to believe what he had just witnessed.
Tarble laughed happily.
“Great!
So it really isn’t that difficult.”
He turned toward Licks.
“Licks, did you manage to do it?”
Tarble’s question pulled everyone else back to reality while simultaneously interrupting Licks’ own attempt.
Licks looked both impressed and embarrassed.
“I’m sorry, Prince Tarble.
I haven’t mastered it yet.”
Tarble smiled reassuringly.
“Then check my Power Level with your scouter.”
“Yes, Your Highness.” Licks immediately activated his scouter.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
A moment later, his eyes widened.
“Prince Tarble!
Your Power Level is only 5!
That’s incredible!
You can completely control your Power Level!
Your Highness, your talent is truly extraordinary!”
His admiration was obvious.
Tarble laughed.
“Haha.
Brother Vegeta already said this technique is simple.
If you keep practicing, Licks, you’ll master it too.”
At that moment, Vegeta suddenly asked another question.
“Tarble.
If you stop suppressing your Power Level, what is it?”
Tarble answered honestly.
“The last time we measured it was two years ago before leaving for Earth.
My Power Level was 30,000.”
He smiled.
“What about yours, Brother?
Oh, right.
Licks’ Power Level is a little lower.
His is only 15,000.”
Everyone present was surprised.
30,000?
Even Licks had a Power Level of 15,000?
Vegeta’s eyes immediately became sharp.
“You’ve been training?
Those Power Levels are already much higher than what an average high-class Saiyan possessed in the past.”
Tarble nodded.
“That’s right.
While searching for Earth’s location, Licks and I trained together for nearly a full year.
Before that, we barely trained at all, so it hardly counts.
The planet’s gravity was about the same as Earth’s.”
He scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
“After almost a year of training, my Power Level only increased by 29,000.
Brother…
Does that mean I’m not very talented when it comes to training?”