As Zarbon opened his arms, his aura began to surge.
Vegeta immediately noticed the change in Zarbon's energy.
His eyes widened in disbelief, "How is this possible? This bastard's power…"
Vegeta, who originally thought little of him, now felt threatened.
Zarbon's battle power had risen to a level equal to, or perhaps even beyond, his own.
This was something Vegeta could not accept. He was the Saiyan prince.
How could he be surpassed by a lackey of Frieza? Zarbon completed his transformation.
His entire body swelled, his muscles bulged, and his face twisted into something hideous. It was the price of unlocking this strength.
With arrogance dripping from his voice, Zarbon taunted, "Sorry to keep you waiting, Vegeta. This is my true power! How does it feel? Ha ha!!"
"Damn bastard…" Vegeta clenched his fists, furious.
That Zarbon could increase his strength this much with a single transformation only made his blood boil.
But Vegeta refused to back down. He smirked coldly.
"Your power has grown stronger, that's true. But don't think for a second it surpasses mine."
"Hah! We'll see. Let's fight and find out!" Zarbon roared, lunging straight at Vegeta.
The two clashed violently. Vegeta quickly realized the pressure Zarbon's new form brought.
"Vegeta, is this all you've got?" Zarbon sneered, his fists striking like hammers. "At this level, you think you can stand against Lord Frieza?"
"Don't get carried away, Zarbon! There's no way I'll lose to trash like you!" Vegeta shouted, powering up to his maximum.
Zarbon grinned wickedly, "My current combat power is 28,000—higher than yours. How will you defeat me?"
"Tch!" Vegeta clicked his tongue.
As much as he hated to admit it, Zarbon's strength really was a bit above his own.
Still, Vegeta wasn't rattled. In battle experience and cunning, he had the advantage.
If he played this right, he could turn the fight around.
The battlefield shook as their attacks spread further and further, shockwaves blasting across Namek.
Piccolo and the others, who were far away, could feel the overwhelming fighting spirit.
Only Frieza—without a scouter—remained unaware.
Zarbon slammed his fist into Vegeta's cheek, but Vegeta countered with a brutal punch to his gut.
Both gritted their teeth, pain shooting through them, but neither backed down.
"Damn it, Vegeta!" Zarbon roared as they traded blows. "I didn't expect you to be this tough!"
"I am the Saiyan prince, Vegeta!" he bellowed. "I'll never lose to a lowly servant of Frieza!"
Vegeta unleashed a rapid barrage of energy blasts, forcing Zarbon to shield his head and defend desperately.
For the first time since transforming, Zarbon felt cornered.
The pressure Vegeta was giving him was unlike anything he had experienced.
With a roar, Zarbon flared his aura and deflected the incoming blasts.
Vegeta paused for only a second at the sudden burst of power—just long enough for Zarbon to counterattack.
Zarbon's fists smashed into Vegeta's face and gut, followed by a relentless flurry.
Blow after blow rained down—hundreds of strikes, each faster and stronger than the last.
Finally, Zarbon gathered energy in his right hand and unleashed a devastating blast.
BOOM!
The explosion swallowed Vegeta, sending him crashing across the battlefield.
Meanwhile, Piccolo and the others, led by Dende, arrived at the towering home of the Great Elder.
Piccolo looked up at the massive structure and muttered, "I can sense a very familiar energy inside."
"Let's head up, Piccolo," Krillin urged.
Piccolo nodded, and the group followed him to the entrance.
Their purpose here was clear—they had come to meet the Great Elder of the Namekians.
As they approached the door, a tall, muscular warrior stepped out. His presence was imposing.
"Brother Nail!" Dende greeted happily.
"Dende!" Nail smiled warmly, patting the young Namekian on the head before turning to face the others. "The Great Elder is expecting you. Follow me."
"Thank you," Piccolo said with respect.
Yamcha whispered under his breath, "This guy… he looks exactly like Piccolo!"
"Yeah," Tien Shinhan agreed. "If you don't look closely, you'd think they were the same person."
Krillin nodded too. The resemblance was uncanny—Nail looked almost identical to Piccolo.
Even Piccolo himself was stunned for a moment, his expression tightening in surprise.
But just as quickly, he masked it, regaining his usual calm demeanor.
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