Chapter 141 Vegeta Gets Tortured
Chapter 141 Vegeta Gets Tortured
"See that!" Zarbon's grating laughter echoed through the air. "Of course, it's not just my body that's become stronger, but also my power!" Before he finished speaking, Zarbon charged towards Vegeta like an arrow released from a bow. His right knee rose swiftly, drawing an arc in the air, and thrust straight into Vegeta's abdomen with tremendous force.
Vegeta couldn't dodge in time and was struck hard in the abdomen. He instantly bent over, like a boiled shrimp, his face contorted in pain. Zarbo pressed his advantage, taking advantage of Vegeta's bent-over state. His right hand swiftly reached out and gripped Vegeta's ankle like a vise. Then, with both hands, he lifted Vegeta high into the air, swung him in a semi-circle, and slammed him hard into the ground.
With a dull thud, a shallow crater appeared in the ground, sending dust billowing up. Vegeta lay in the crater, his body twitching slightly. Before he could even recover, Zarbon pounced on him again. He swung his hands, creating a whooshing sound, and slammed them heavily onto Vegeta's head. Then, Zarbon stretched out his hands, gripping Vegeta's head like two iron pincers, and with a sudden, powerful thrust, slammed his own head against Vegeta's.
Sabo seemed to have gone into a frenzy, repeating the same action over and over. Each impact carried tremendous force, causing severe damage to Vegeta's head. Blood slowly flowed down his forehead, staining his face red.
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Krillin, looking hurried, held Dende tightly in his arms as they sped through the sky like a streak of light. He panted heavily as he anxiously asked, "Dande, how much longer until we get to the Grand Elder? Vegeta's fight with that guy could end at any moment; we need to hurry and get there."
Dandy's youthful face was full of focus. He blinked his big eyes and quickly looked around at the scenery before saying with certainty, "Almost there, Klin, we're almost there."
Krillin frowned slightly, a look of doubt on his face, and couldn't help but say, "That's strange. I feel like we've been on Namek for quite a while now, but the sun is still high in the sky, showing no sign of setting."
Dandy looked up at the bright light source in the sky and explained slowly, "The sun? Here, the sun never sets."
"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Klin's eyes widened in surprise and curiosity. He asked, "Don't you have nighttime here? How is that possible?"
Dandy nodded gently and said calmly, "There is no night. Because our Namek has three suns, which take turns appearing, so the sky is always bright."
Upon hearing this, Krillin gasped in surprise, his expression growing even more astonished: "No wonder, so that's how it is. Namek is truly peculiar!" With that, he increased his flying speed once more, speeding towards the location of the Grand Elder.
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As if possessed, Sabo gripped Vegeta's head tightly with both hands like iron hoops, relentlessly slamming his head against Vegeta's head, one blow after another, each impact filled with ferocity and determination. His eyes flashed with a crazed light, veins bulged on his forehead, and the muscles on his face twisted and contorted with rage as he was immersed in this near-mad attack.
Seeing Vegeta's exhausted state and inability to resist, Zarbon's lips curled into a smug smirk. He swung his hands upwards, violently hurling Vegeta's limp body high into the air. Then, he propelled himself forward like an arrow, hurtling towards Vegeta in mid-air, creating a whistling sound.
Mid-air, Vegeta was dizzy and disoriented from the violent impact, his consciousness somewhat blurred. But his indomitable fighting spirit forced him to open his eyes at this crucial moment, his eyes filled with resentment and anger, his teeth grinding as if he wanted to crush them. With all his might, he twisted his body in mid-air, performing a clean somersault, and crashed straight into Zarbon who was charging towards him.
In an instant, the two clashed fiercely in mid-air, fists and feet exchanging blows, each punch accompanied by a whistling sound, each kick like a steel whip lashing out, their speed so fast it was breathtaking. Their figures flashed and darted through the air, as fast as ghosts, powerful energy waves emanating from them like surging tides, spreading in all directions. The island below began to tremble violently under the terrifying impact of this energy, deep cracks rapidly spreading across its surface like a broken spiderweb. As time passed, the cracks widened, until finally, the entire island could no longer withstand such immense force, collapsing with a deafening roar, the shattered rocks sinking into the vast ocean, splashing up huge sprays of water.
A moment later, as if they had exhausted all their strength, the two retreated, temporarily separating. Vegeta hovered in the air, panting heavily, his chest heaving, his body slightly hunched. Sweat soaked his clothes, streaming down his face and dripping into the sea below, splashing tiny droplets. His eyes were filled with exhaustion and weakness; his once invincible arrogance had been replaced by a profound sense of powerlessness.
Sabo, on the other hand, remained upright and calm, with a hint of mockery and disdain on his face. It was as if the fierce battle just now was nothing more than an easy warm-up for him. He floated there quietly, looking at Vegeta with a calm and composed demeanor, as if admiring his masterpiece.
Suddenly, a chilling killing intent flashed in Sabo's eyes. He slammed his legs into the air, propelling himself forward like lightning once more. His right knee rose swiftly, tracing a deadly arc through the air, carrying immense power and unstoppable momentum as it hurtled straight towards Vegeta's abdomen. Vegeta, exhausted, had his reaction time drastically reduced, utterly powerless to dodge this ferocious attack.
With a muffled "bang!", Vegeta's body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, tracing a long arc through the air before crashing straight down onto the land. His body slammed into a mountain wall like a cannonball, instantly creating a huge breach in the solid rock face, sending rocks flying. However, Vegeta's body didn't stop there; using the momentum, he continued his rapid ascent towards a second mountain wall.
"Boom!" Another deafening crash echoed as Vegeta's body slammed heavily against the second mountain wall. This time, he finally stopped, his body sinking deep into the rock face. Rocks tumbled down, burying him almost completely. Vegeta was now covered in wounds, his consciousness blurred. His body slumped against the wall, trying to struggle to his feet, but his legs wouldn't obey him. He could only lie there helplessly, his eyes filled with despair and resentment.
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