Nappa’s massive body shot through the sky like a kite with its string cut, flying toward a remote and sparsely populated region.
In the blink of an eye, he had already traveled thousands of miles.
“Aaaaargh!” Nappa was so furious that his lungs felt ready to explode.
As an elite upper-class Saiyan warrior, he had actually been humiliated by a so-called low-class warrior like Kakarot.
To him, there was no greater shame.
Most importantly, this was not a sneak attack.
It had been a direct confrontation in a fair battle.
Yet he could not even touch the corner of Son Goku’s clothes.
Besides humiliation, what surged most strongly within Nappa’s heart was overwhelming rage.
He no longer intended to hold back.
Today, he would personally crush Son Goku completely.
Even the Earth that Kakarot desperately wanted to protect would be destroyed.
At this moment, Nappa no longer cared whether Vegeta became angry or not.
He only wanted to vent the fury burning inside his chest.
Fifteen minutes later…
Son Goku finally arrived at a suitable battlefield.
An enormous wasteland stretched endlessly beneath the sky with no human cities nearby.
Goku and Gohan descended slowly toward the ground.
Moments later, Vegeta and Nappa also landed nearby.
“Good!
Very good, Kakarot!” Nappa sneered viciously.
“Kakarot, don’t get cocky just because you landed one hit earlier.” “I was simply careless!” Only now did Nappa finally understand what it meant to laugh from extreme anger.
“Daddy…” Gohan nervously grabbed the corner of Son Goku’s clothes while hiding slightly behind him.
The terrifying killing intent radiating from the Saiyans genuinely frightened him.
“This place is far away from any humans.” Son Goku calmly glanced around before speaking.
“We’ll fight here.” “Kakarot!” Nappa clenched his fists tightly while his muscles trembled violently.
“This time, I’m going to use my full power to destroy you!” “I already told you.” Son Goku sighed helplessly.
“You’re not my opponent.” “I SAID I WAS JUST CARELESS!” Nappa roared furiously once again.
Veins bulged across his forehead while his eyes widened with rage.
“Kakarot, did you seriously think that was all my strength earlier?!” “Don’t look down on me!” “That was only half of my power!” A vicious grin slowly spread across his face.
“Don’t think that just because you trained on some remote backwater planet, you can look down on an elite upper-class Saiyan warrior!” Son Goku genuinely did not understand why Nappa was becoming so emotional.
Looking troubled, he scratched his head awkwardly before speaking honestly.
“I’m really not looking down on you.” “I’m just telling the truth.” Against someone like Nappa, whose combat power was only a few thousand, Son Goku truly could defeat him effortlessly.
Whether by a punch, a kick, or even a simple flick of his finger.
“You…
what did you just say?!” Nappa became so angry that he nearly lost the ability to speak properly.
Unfortunately, Son Goku did not understand a certain truth.
Sometimes, honest words hurt far more than lies.
Without realizing it, he had directly stabbed Nappa’s pride where it hurt most.
“These Earthlings are probably the strongest fighters on this planet.” Vegeta suddenly laughed softly.
“In that case, let’s eliminate them all at once and avoid future trouble.” From beginning to end, he had never truly taken Earth’s warriors seriously.
“Son Goku, who exactly is this guy?” Piccolo suddenly frowned while staring toward Vegeta.
Compared to Nappa, Vegeta’s Qi gave him a much greater sense of danger.
“His name is Vegeta.” Son Goku paused briefly before continuing.
“He’s a genius among the Saiyans.” Piccolo’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He genuinely had not expected the short Saiyan to possess such status.
Vegeta snorted coldly.
“Kakarot, for a low-class warrior exiled to Earth, you certainly know quite a lot.” Then Vegeta’s eyes suddenly shifted toward Piccolo.
“That voice…
you’re the one who killed Raditz, correct?” The corner of Vegeta’s mouth slowly curled upward.
Piccolo frowned in confusion.
“Voice?” Vegeta casually pointed toward the scouter attached to his eye.
“Didn’t Raditz mention it before?
These devices can also function as communication equipment.” Piccolo immediately fell silent.
Only now did he remember.
Back then, because of his arrogance, he had openly revealed the secret of the Dragon Balls in front of Raditz.
“Hmph.
Let me check your battle powers.” Nappa suddenly pressed a button on his scouter and scanned everyone present.
Beep!
Beep!
“1220…
1086…
981…” After seeing the displayed numbers, Nappa instantly laughed mockingly.
“With this pathetic level of strength, you people still dare oppose us?” Naturally, he knew Kakarot’s true combat power could not possibly be only 1086.
Still, he deliberately continued mocking him.
“Kakarot, this really suits a low-class Saiyan who was abandoned on a barren planet.” “Hahaha!” “A low-class warrior will always remain a low-class warrior!” Nearby, Piccolo quietly glanced toward Son Goku.
Yet Goku’s expression remained completely calm.
It was as though Nappa’s insults were no more annoying than the buzzing of an insignificant insect.
“Son Goku’s true combat power is definitely much higher than what the scouter shows.” Piccolo’s thoughts rapidly moved.
“He’s suppressing his energy.” After realizing this, Piccolo immediately relaxed slightly.
Meanwhile, Vegeta frowned faintly.
Nappa truly lacked brains.
Vegeta slowly removed his own scouter and sneered.
“It’s not that simple, Nappa.” “Huh?” Nappa looked confused.
“They possess the ability to freely adjust their battle power during combat.” “The readings from these devices are no longer reliable.” After speaking, Vegeta casually tossed his scouter aside.
Only then did Nappa vaguely remember that Vegeta had already mentioned this during the earlier battle.
Unfortunately, he had been too furious at the time to listen carefully.
“Hmph.” Nappa also removed his own scouter and threw it away.
“That useless fool Raditz relied on this garbage too much, and in the end it cost him his life.” “I won’t make the same mistake.”