"You... what did you say? A battle power of 5000?" Nappa exclaimed, his face filled with disbelief as he shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible, that's absolutely impossible, you must have made a mistake! How could he possibly have such a high battle power?"
"Hmph, this time they are somewhat panicked!" Piccolo breathed a sigh of relief, a bright smile appearing on his face, the weight in his heart finally half gone.
"Oh oh oh... has the main character finally arrived?" Heles' eyes lit up, she sat up a bit straighter, asking somewhat excitedly, her gaze full of anticipation.
"Yeah, yeah." Soya nodded, smiling as he asked, "I wonder if he can defeat those two."
"A battle power of only 5000?" Raditz shook his head, his tone carrying a lack of optimism, "Not good enough. Although Kakarot's battle power has greatly improved, with only 5000, he can at best defeat Nappa."
"Yeah." Soya didn't continue, just smiled.
"But if they join forces, maybe Kakarot's side has a chance of victory. It would be remarkable even if it's just 1%." Raditz calculated on the side, his tone very certain.
"What are those two's battle powers?" Heles suddenly became interested, asking curiously.
The crystal ball is ultimately just an image, unable to detect real battle power values.
So Heles couldn't discern their specific strengths either.
"Vegeta's battle power is 18000, Nappa's battle power is 4000." Raditz answered truthfully.
"Indeed, the odds aren't great." Heles nodded lightly, having already made a judgment in her heart.
5000 versus 4000 might still have a chance.
But adding Vegeta's 18000, it's almost hopeless.
"Nappa, eliminate those two. It'll prevent them from teaming up later, which would make them harder to deal with. Also, give Kakarot a warning!" Vegeta suddenly ordered Nappa loudly, his tone brooking no argument.
Raditz: "..."
Raditz covered his face, grumbling inwardly.
Vegeta, you are really too much.
With your battle power so high, are you still this afraid?
"What?" The smile instantly vanished from Piccolo's face, his expression turning very ugly. He hadn't expected Vegeta to be so decisive.
Son Gohan was also startled, never expecting the opponent to act so unconventionally, not waiting for Dad to arrive before fighting.
"What about the Dragon Balls matter?" Nappa inquired, he still remembered the task of finding the Dragon Balls.
"It's fine, I have a plan." Vegeta chuckled lightly, a hint of calculation flashing in his eyes, "We can go to the planet where the Namekians live, Namek. We can definitely find better Dragon Balls there! I originally thought that was just unreliable information, but if Kakarot really came back to life, then it means the legend is true and credible."
Krillin lay on the ground, listening to their conversation, falling silent, his heart filled with despair.
"Kakarot's battle power reaching 5000, could it be the scouter malfunctioning?" Nappa grinned ferociously, his eyes filled with killing intent, "Never mind all that, we just have to kill them all anyway!"
Son Gohan gritted his teeth, suddenly straightening his small body, a flash of resolve in his eyes.
"Uncle Piccolo, all of you step back. Before Dad gets here, I'll take care of him personally!" Son Gohan mustered his courage, saying solemnly, his small face full of determination, "If Uncle Piccolo dies, God will die too, and the Dragon Balls will disappear! We cannot lose the Dragon Balls!"
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. How could you possibly defeat that guy?" Piccolo shook his head, thinking Son Gohan was too naive. Nappa's strength was simply not something he could handle.
"This can't go on, the consequences are simply unimaginable." Krillin lay on the ground, feeling the pain from his injuries, waves of despair washing over him, "I can't, I'm too badly injured, I can't move!"
"Little brat, who did you say you're going to take care of?" Hearing Son Gohan's words, Nappa laughed then and there, laughing so hard he doubled over, "You think you can take care of me? What a huge joke!"
As he spoke, Nappa pushed off with his foot, his body shooting like a cannonball towards where Son Gohan was, extremely fast.
"Not good!" Piccolo was greatly shocked. Without thinking, he rushed forward intending to help.
"Aaahhhhh!"
Son Gohan, looking at the charging Nappa, let out a roar. From where he found the courage, he suddenly lifted a foot and fiercely kicked Nappa in the face.
With a *crack*, Nappa's face was kicked, twisted out of shape, several teeth almost knocked out.
Nappa's body uncontrollably flew backward, too fast. It startled Piccolo who was charging over, making him dodge to the side hastily to avoid being hit.
"Boom!"
Nappa's body slammed heavily headfirst into the stone wall behind him, his entire person embedded in the rock.
The rocky mountain collapsed with a sound, stones flying everywhere, dust and smoke billowing.
Nappa burst upward from the pile of rubble, did a somersault in the air, and landed steadily near Son Gohan, his eyes ferocious as if wanting to eat someone.
But that kick from Son Gohan just now indeed made Nappa suffer quite a bit. Blood was already oozing from his head, sliding down his cheek.
"Little thing, the game ends here!" Nappa flew into a rage, a powerful energy erupting from his body. He swiftly gathered a dark red energy ball in his hand, the air around it distorting.
Son Gohan looked at that energy ball and immediately trembled with fear, his legs shaking.
Piccolo's face changed repeatedly, wanting to stop it but it was already too late.
"Die!" Nappa snorted coldly, pushing the energy ball in his hand fiercely towards Son Gohan's location.
The energy ball, carrying a whistling sound of wind, instantly enveloped Son Gohan's entire body.
Son Gohan, too scared to resist, closed his eyes, almost covering his face.
At the critical moment, Piccolo rushed over at his fastest speed, spread his arms, and like a wall, blocked in front of Son Gohan, shielding him with his own body.
Krillin on the side was stunned, staring dumbfounded at Piccolo who appeared in front of Son Gohan, his mouth agape wide enough to fit an egg.
Is this still the cold, ruthless Demon King Piccolo I know?
You would actually sacrifice yourself to block energy for Goku's son?
Son Gohan was even more shocked and horrified. He abruptly opened his eyes, looking at Piccolo shielding him in front, tears instantly welling up.
"Rumble!"
The energy ball released by Nappa smashed fiercely onto Piccolo's body, emitting a loud noise, a dazzling light illuminating the entire sky.
Piccolo bore all the damage, his body trembling violently under the impact of the energy, but he still stubbornly shielded the Son Gohan behind him.
Son Gohan was safe and sound, even able to feel the warmth transmitted from Piccolo's body.
When the dust and light at the scene gradually dissipated and peace returned, Piccolo's body was smoking, his clothes burned to shreds, but he still gritted his teeth, standing unyielding, like a mountain that would never collapse.
"Pi... Piccolo Uncle..." Son Gohan could no longer hold back, tears streaming down like broken beads, he choked out a cry.
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