Vegeta crossed his arms and looked coldly at Piccolo, Gohan, and Krillin.
"You three—hurry up and hand over the method to control combat power!"
The trio stared at him in confusion.
"Control combat power?" Piccolo muttered, his brow furrowing.
"Don't we all have the ability to suppress our Ki?" Krillin asked.
Drip... drip...!
"Combat power: 981... 1220... 1083!" Nappa read from his scouter, grinning with contempt. "You three weaklings want to challenge us? What a joke."
Through the detector, Nappa had already measured each of their battle powers.
But before he could continue gloating, Vegeta turned and glared at him.
"Nappa, are you a complete idiot?"
Nappa blinked, caught off guard.
Vegeta snapped. "We didn't come all the way to Earth to rely on those outdated detectors. We came to learn the method of controlling combat power!"
He jabbed a finger toward Nappa's scouter. "You're still using that worthless gadget to judge strength? What's the point?"
"Take it off. Now!"
Vegeta's tone left no room for argument.
"These Earthlings' power increases during battle. That's how Raditz lost—he trusted the scouter too much."
"Sometimes the readings are wrong, and worse, they can cloud your judgment!"
Nappa nodded, humbled. "You're right, Vegeta."
He removed his scouter and crushed it underfoot.
"That idiot Raditz got cocky because of the numbers. That's why he lost. He underestimated his opponent."
Vegeta scoffed and turned his gaze back to Piccolo, Gohan, and Krillin.
"So? Still not willing to hand over the secret of controlling combat power?"
"Fine. Then let me show you the power of true Saiyans."
He looked to Nappa. "We still have six cultivator seeds left, right? Plant them. All of them."
"Hahaha!" Nappa laughed with excitement. "Vegeta, I like how you're thinking!"
"Wait—cultivators?" Piccolo asked, confused.
"What are those?" Gohan added, sensing trouble.
Nappa grinned wickedly. He pulled out a small flask from his armor and walked forward. With his fingers, he poked six evenly spaced holes into the ground. Then, he poured a few glowing seeds into each one and followed up with a dose of a glowing green liquid.
Gurgle... gurgle...
Suddenly, the earth began to tremble slightly.
Crack! Crack!
Six hideous green-skinned humanoid monsters burst from the ground. Their twisted forms snarled and screeched as they emerged.
Krillin flinched and recoiled. "Ugh, that's disgusting!"
Vegeta smirked with satisfaction. "Perfect."
He addressed the cultivators.
"Your targets are those three over there. Go teach them a painful lesson."
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Suddenly, three more figures descended from the sky and landed beside Krillin and the others—Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, and Chiaotzu.
"Sorry we're late!" Yamcha said with a confident smile.
Krillin's eyes lit up. "Yamcha! You made it!"
Nappa raised a brow. "More small fry?"
Vegeta sneered. "Doesn't matter. They're all trash anyway."
Then he paused and counted.
"Six of them... and six cultivators…"
He smirked again.
"Interesting. What do you say we make a game out of this?"
"A game?" Piccolo growled, already furious.
"We don't have time to play games with you bastards!"
"Piccolo, wait!" Krillin said quickly. "This works in our favor. The longer we stall, the more time Goku has to get here."
"Krillin's right!" Tien Shinhan stepped forward with calm resolve. "Let me go first. I'll show you the results of my training."
"Hahaha!" Nappa laughed mockingly. "If you knew how strong those cultivators were, you'd be running the other way!"
But Vegeta didn't laugh. His sharp eyes studied Tien Shinhan closely.
This one... He's strong. Possibly stronger than the cultivator.
He turned to the cultivator in front.
"You. Go. And don't you dare underestimate him. Fight with everything you've got."
The first cultivator screeched and lunged forward.
Tien Shinhan met him head-on.
BOOM!
The air cracked as the two clashed.
Tien dodged a claw swipe, twisted his body mid-air, and slammed his palm into the cultivator's chest, sending him flying back.
The monster tumbled across the ground, hissing in rage. Then, to everyone's shock, its head split apart like a cracked egg, spewing corrosive liquid.
"Gross!" Gohan gagged.
Tien leapt aside just in time and countered with a devastating elbow strike to the creature's skull.
"AHH—!"
With a scream, the cultivator hit the ground and didn't get back up.
Nappa stood frozen in disbelief.
No way... That thing was nearly as strong as Raditz... How did it lose so fast?
Vegeta's eyes narrowed. Then, without a word, he raised two fingers toward the fallen cultivator.
Bang!
A small energy blast tore through the monster, reducing it to pieces.
Everyone stared in horror.
"That's... brutal," Krillin whispered, trembling.
Even Piccolo was rattled. Cold sweat formed on his forehead.
That Saiyan... He's terrifying.
"Vegeta, why did you kill him?" Nappa asked, still trying to process it.
"He was weak. Useless. I told him not to underestimate the enemy. He ignored me."
Vegeta's voice was icy and final.
The remaining cultivators trembled in place, now fully alert.
"Who's next?" Vegeta asked flatly.
Nappa growled, "Don't you dare lose this time! Do you hear me?"
Another cultivator stepped forward.
Krillin clenched his fists and took a step, but Yamcha stopped him.
"I got this one."
"Huh? Yamcha?" Krillin hesitated.
"Let me show you what I've been working on. You'll see."
"Fine. But be careful."
Yamcha faced off against the snarling cultivator. The air between them crackled with tension.
Suddenly—
BOOM!
They both vanished.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Shockwaves echoed through the sky as the two fought at high speed.
"They disappeared!" Gohan shouted, trying to keep up.
Piccolo smacked him on the back of the head. "Don't just rely on your eyes! Sense their energy, Gohan!"
"R-Right!"
Above them, Yamcha and the cultivator clashed midair, exchanging a flurry of punches and energy blasts.
Then—
BOOM!
Yamcha charged a glowing Ki Blast in his palms and launched it point-blank.
It hit the cultivator dead-on and sent him crashing into the ground. Smoke rose from the crater.
Nappa's jaw dropped. "Again? What the hell is going on?!"
Yamcha descended gracefully to the crater's edge.
The cultivator lay motionless.
Smiling confidently, Yamcha turned to Vegeta and Nappa.
"Not so tough after all. Why don't the other four come at me together?"
"I'll take them all on."
Vegeta chuckled coldly. "Heh. Overconfident fool."
"What?" Yamcha blinked.
Suddenly—
Swish!
The supposedly defeated cultivator sprang up and grabbed Yamcha from behind, grinning maniacally.
"Got you now!" it screeched.
But Yamcha remained calm. He reached over his shoulder, grabbed the monster, and tossed it into the air like a rag doll.
BOOM!
He fired another Ki Blast and obliterated it instantly.
Everyone stared.
Yamcha smirked. "Heh. Not bad acting, huh?"
Vegeta's eyes darkened. "You dare trick me?"
"All four of you—go! Crush him!"
The four remaining cultivators rushed Yamcha at once.
But he didn't panic.
He cracked his knuckles.
"Alright then. Let's finish this."
The first lunged—Yamcha ducked under and uppercutted him into the sky.
The second came from the left—Yamcha pivoted and kicked him across the field.
The third threw a punch—Yamcha blocked it and countered with a knee to the gut.
The fourth tried to grab him from behind, but Yamcha flipped him over his shoulder and blasted him midair.
Within moments, all four cultivators were down.
Tien Shinhan whistled. "Impressive."
Krillin's eyes widened. "When did Yamcha get this strong?"
Gohan jumped excitedly. "Yamcha's amazing!"
Even Piccolo couldn't help but mutter, "Tch... not bad."
Nappa gritted his teeth in frustration.
Vegeta's expression darkened even further.
These Earthlings… are stronger than we thought.
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