What exactly does a battle power of 8,000 represent in the universe?
It is certainly a far cry from a galactic emperor who walks sideways, doing as he pleases, but it is sufficient to be a local petty tyrant ruling over a dozen or so planets inhabited by intelligent life.
The long-haired man was named Raditz, belonging to an ancient and enduring cosmic race. They once lived on Planet Vegeta and called their clan the Saiyans.
They were passionate about combat, their pursuit of battle reaching a fanatical, pathological degree.
Even within such a warrior race, those with a battle power exceeding 8,000 were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
Raditz possessed decent talent himself. When he was born, instrument readings classified him as an upper-level warrior among his peers. However, due to various reasons in adulthood, he had slacked off, and his battle power had deteriorated day by day. Currently, his maximum battle power could only reach 1,500.
With 1,500 against 8,000, given such a disparity in strength, there was absolutely no possibility of victory.
Another Saiyan might have chosen to fight to the death, but Raditz had long since abandoned many of the Saiyan traditions, and his own conviction was severely lacking.
"How can there be such a strong guy on Earth? No, there must be something wrong here!" He strongly suspected the detector was malfunctioning, but after resetting it twice, the enemy's battle power value was still rising slightly—it had already exceeded 8,000, and the linear distance between them was closing rapidly.
Could there really be someone with such high battle power on Earth? The rest were all at the level of 100 or 200, so where did an 8,000 suddenly pop out from?
The more Raditz thought about it, the more inconceivable it seemed.
There were indeed some races in the universe capable of deceiving technological detectors, looking high in value but proving worthless in a fight. Was this 8,000 battle power individual one of those aliens?
Should he just run?
He feared that if he ran back, the Saiyan Prince, Vegeta, would execute him. The battle power detector had an ultra-long-range signal transmission function; the other party would receive some signals in a distant galaxy in a few days. His act of turning tail and running would be considered a disgrace to the clan.
Just as he was hesitating, a loud roar came from not far away.
"Hey! Who are you? Why are you killing people indiscriminately!" Yamcha jumped off his aircraft. Seeing the farmer lying in a pool of blood, he knew this long-haired man before him was the murderer and questioned him indignantly.
Raditz glanced at him with his battle power detector. Worried about a trap, he sized him up again relying on his warrior's intuition: "A guy with a battle power of 177? This is the normal level for this planet... Die!"
The brutality in his heart caused Raditz to erupt with more anger amidst his extreme fear. Evil grew from his guts; with a wave of his large hand, the energy in his palm gathered together. Without any warning, a golden pillar of energy shot straight toward Yamcha.
At this time, Earth's martial artists were still at the level of adjusting their state, gathering ki, accumulating it to the limit, and then releasing it in one breath.
This combat style of firing a wave just by raising a hand was something seen entirely for the first time.
The legend of "never get into a beam struggle with the Son family" hadn't yet spread beyond Earth. Besides, Yamcha's surname wasn't Son.
The speed was too fast, and the energy too abundant. Seeing the fatal shockwave arriving before him, Yamcha had no time to dodge. Only despair remained in his heart: Why didn't I train hard usually? Why was I so obsessed with pleasure?
At the critical moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his collar. Unable to exert even a bit of strength to resist, he was thrown behind the person. In a trance, he smelled a refreshing floral fragrance, and then saw the newcomer slap Raditz's shockwave away with a backhand strike, like swatting a fly.
Who is this? Yamcha looked at Ino's back, a bit dazed for a moment. He actually didn't recognize this beauty!?
Ask for her number, then send flowers, and finally a date! He had already thought of the three-hit combo, but in the next second, he looked up at his aircraft, and those rippling thoughts vanished instantly.
His mouth hung wide open, his finger trembling as he pointed at the sky: "My... Mine? My... Aiya!"
Ino was completely baffled. She looked in the direction he was pointing: "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
She was only thinking about saving him and hadn't paid any attention to the aircraft overhead. She had slapped away the frontal energy pillar and ignored the rest. The result was that the residual energy shockwave swept away one-third of Yamcha's aircraft.
At this moment, carrying billowing thick smoke, the aircraft plummeted toward the distant ground like an onion planted upside down.
Yamcha slapped his thigh hard, his face full of dismay!
That was the latest model aircraft he had bought with a 15-year loan!
He looked at Ino, wanting to cry but lacking the tears. Why did you save me? Save my aircraft!
What is wrong with this guy? Ino felt that Yamcha's emotional fluctuations were particularly intense. It seemed his mentality was truly lacking; no wonder he fell behind after Namek.
"Are you okay? If you're okay, stand a bit further back." Ino motioned for Yamcha to move aside so he wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.
Raditz, this guy who was clearly a weakling but possessed a Super Saiyan 3 hairstyle, was very recognizable. Ino felt she wouldn't mistake him.
"Doesn't look like much... Hey, don't run!"
Just from that single frontal palm strike swatting away the shockwave, this Saiyan warrior saw the huge chasm between them. This woman's battle power was a solid 8,000; he couldn't beat her at all!
Being executed upon return was a matter for later; right now, he had to run!
Taking advantage of the golden opportunity while Ino's attention was temporarily distracted by Yamcha mourning his bank loan, he took three steps in two, hurriedly rushed into that round spaceship, ignited the engine, lifted off, and ran! Earth was simply too dangerous!
Ino didn't expect this guy to be such a coward. The spaceship's ignition speed was fast. She wanted to use Universal Pull to drag him back, but found that the opponent's ship had an anti-gravity device, and the gravitational force created by the Rinnegan was mostly absorbed by the metal shell.
Amidst the "rumbling" loud noise, the spaceship spewed out two pillars of fire. Raditz manually accelerated inside the ship, disregarding fuel consumption, and rushed out of the atmosphere at full power in one breath.
Earth wasn't like the shinobi world; there weren't that many meteors outside the atmosphere, so it wasn't convenient for Ino to use "Tengai Shinsei".
"Damn it, making work for me. I hate trouble the most!" To prove that this Raditz had nothing to do with her, Ino had to catch this guy.
She raised her hand, and the moisture in the air condensed rapidly. A flying bridge made of ice crystals appeared out of thin air, connecting the surface and the atmosphere. She shuttled rapidly through the ice crystals, then followed Raditz's spaceship out of the atmosphere and into cosmic space.
"..." Yamcha was dumbfounded. This beautiful young lady with the floral scent flew directly out of Earth?
A quarter of an hour later, Son Goku, Krillin, and the others arrived one after another.
"Where are they?" Krillin asked.
Yamcha pointed blankly at the sky: "They flew out one after another..."
The Z Fighters were collectively dumbfounded. Son Goku was a little depressed; he felt his strength was still insufficient to participate in this kind of battle, which was truly a great regret.
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