Chapter 131: Poaching Right in Front of Vegeta
In the end, the airplane's control stick was wrecked by Chi-Chi and Jaco!
But in reality—
Son Gohan remained calm and composed as he evaded Nappa's attacks.
In his eyes, compared to sparring with his dad and Uncle Piccolo, going up against this hulking brute was a total cakewalk.
"You bastard... why aren't you fighting back? Are you looking down on me?!" Nappa roared furiously, hurling yet another punch.
Gohan dodged and landed on the ground, blinking blankly at Nappa. "I... I don't know how. No one taught me…"
His crisp, childlike voice was just… infuriating!
"What?" Lin Qi was caught off guard and turned to Goku. "What exactly did you guys teach him?"
"Just sparring..." Goku scratched his cheek, looking just as lost.
Lin Qi looked to the sky, speechless. Gohan… doesn't even know how to fight?!
"Damn it..." Nappa grew more and more enraged. As he kept releasing his battle power, a fierce, colorless aura erupted beneath his feet.
"I'll kill you all!!"
Nappa was clearly serious now—his speed surged, and his punches became too fast to predict.
Gohan, with little actual combat experience, began to panic as he suffered a few minor injuries.
"Gohan, don't be afraid! We're all behind you!" Seeing Gohan's quick growth, Goku shouted to encourage him.
The nervous boy quickly regained his composure, and the fight once again entered a stalemate.
Watching this unfold, Vegeta's expression grew increasingly grim. "His battle power is still 3,000, but that dodging speed…"
Vegeta, ever sharp, suddenly realized something. "Nappa, these guys probably know how to suppress their battle power. Don't trust what the scouter shows you!"
"Got it!" Ever obedient, Nappa nodded and charged at Gohan again.
Seeing Nappa's serious expression, Raditz smirked and sneered, "It's only been a year, and you've regressed so much, Nappa…"
"You can't even beat a kid! Makes me wonder who the real weakling is!"
Nappa, who had always looked down on Raditz, let out a furious roar. Veins bulged on his forehead as his attacks against Gohan grew even faster.
Eventually, due to his lack of experience, Gohan failed to dodge in time and was struck head-on by a ki blast from Nappa's mouth mid-jump.
"Ah... aahhh…" Seeing Gohan take a direct hit on the monitor, Chi-Chi fainted on the spot.
"Gohan!" Goku panicked at the sight.
He leapt into the air, caught Gohan mid-fall, and with a push of his hand, sent the pursuing Nappa flying back.
"You okay?" Piccolo flew up from behind and looked at the boy in Goku's arms.
Gohan's armor was a bit damaged, but he was otherwise unscathed. Beaming up at Piccolo, he said, "Uncle Piccolo, I'm fine!"
"I remembered what you said—when facing an attack you can't block, raise your ki to the max!"
"Yeah. You've learned well." Piccolo gave him a rare, faint smile.
Gohan quickly jumped out of Goku's arms. It seemed he had tasted the thrill of battle, and his courage doubled. "That guy has no strength! Getting hit didn't even hurt!"
Nappa's forehead twitched with frustration, his teeth grinding audibly. Did he just say getting hit by him didn't hurt?!
"All right, that's enough... this is getting sad. Let's switch to Goku and Vegeta." Lin Qi stepped forward and stopped Gohan before he could continue.
He never wanted a life-or-death Saiyan brawl—just for Gohan to grow stronger, not turn into some useless crybaby like Nobita.
"Vegeta, I…" Nappa returned to Vegeta's side in dejection, morale completely shattered. He pressed his lips together, wanting to explain something.
But how could he possibly say he lost to a kid barely taller than his knee?
Vegeta shot him a cold glance, then reached out to toss him into the air. "Useless trash…"
"We Saiyans have no need for garbage like you!"
As he was hurled into the sky, Nappa panicked, trembling as he met Vegeta's icy gaze.
"Worthless scum like you should just die already!"
Vegeta raised his hand. Nappa screamed in desperation, "We're comrades! I'm one of the last surviving Saiyans too!"
"You still need me, don't you? I can help you!"
Realizing that Vegeta truly meant to kill him, Nappa broke into a plea.
"No. I don't need a worthless piece of trash! You can't even beat a half-breed brat—just looking at you is an embarrassment!"
Vegeta shook his head without hesitation, completely ignoring Nappa's begging. His eyes were nothing but cold and merciless.
Nappa was filled with despair and heartache, bitterness and rage.
He never imagined he'd die not at the hands of an enemy, but because Vegeta had deemed him useless—abandoned by the very comrade he looked up to.
Just as Vegeta was about to launch a ki blast at him, Lin Qi moved. In a flash, he appeared beside Nappa and pulled him back down.
"Eh?" Nappa was stunned.
Vegeta spat in disgust, glaring at Nappa in disbelief. "Bastard!"
That damn Saiyan was poaching his subordinate right in front of him!
"Vegeta, you were really going to kill Nappa, someone so loyal to you?" Raditz's eyes widened in fury—and deep down, he felt an overwhelming sense of relief.
Thank goodness he'd joined Lin Qi. Truly the best decision he'd ever made!
"Hmph, he's just useless garbage. Lose one underling? I can always find another."
Vegeta's face was full of disdain, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
"And besides, he's trash who couldn't even beat a half-blooded runt. What use would I have for him?"
"Tch… I just changed my mind." Lin Qi listened to Vegeta's arrogant rants, and for the first time, cracks appeared in his normally calm expression.
A Vegeta like this could really ruin the atmosphere in his future kingdom.
And this just happened to be the perfect chance to test the precision control over his strength that he'd refined over the past year.
From here on, there wasn't much left to say.
Even in his base form, Lin Qi could almost effortlessly overwhelm a Vegeta with less than 20,000 in battle power.
Even as Vegeta's ki surged, shaking the earth and stirring the skies…
Goku and Piccolo remained unimpressed by his strength, and Tien only felt a bit of pressure.
But those with battle power far below Vegeta's felt an overwhelming sense of dread.
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