Broly calmly took out another Senzu Bean.
The small bean rolled lightly across his palm, reflecting a faint green glow beneath the dim yellow sky.
Nappa immediately opened his mouth wide.
The eagerness in his movement was almost laughable.
Like a baby bird waiting to be fed.
Like an addict begging for another dose.
His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the bean in Broly's hand, filled with greed, desperation, and his final remaining hope.
Broly flicked his finger.
The Senzu Bean shot through the air in a perfect arc before dropping directly into Nappa's open mouth.
Nappa hurriedly bit down and swallowed it.
The instant the bean reached his stomach—
The familiar warmth exploded throughout his body once again.
It was an indescribable feeling.
Like rain pouring onto a dried desert.
Like a frozen body sinking into a hot spring.
The warm current rapidly spread through every inch of his body.
Every cell rejoiced.
Every wound regenerated.
Broken bones reconnected instantly.
Torn muscles healed.
Damaged organs recovered.
Within three seconds—
Nappa stood up completely restored.
Then—
His stamina and energy surged back to their peak.
At the same time—
His battle power increased dramatically again.
The sensation was strange.
Like pouring water into an already overflowing cup—
Except instead of spilling over, the cup itself became larger.
Golden aura erupted around Nappa's body once more.
More solid.
More intense.
Standing within the blazing aura, Nappa's face twisted into ecstatic delight.
This time—
His battle power skyrocketed to 120,000.
From 80,000 to 120,000.
An increase of 40,000.
"120,000 huh…"
Broly shook his head disappointedly.
"You're still far weaker than Goku."
180,000 versus 120,000.
A gap of 60,000.
This wasn't the kind of difference determination could overcome.
This was a difference in level itself.
Like the gap between an adult and a child.
No matter how talented the child was—
They could never overpower the adult physically.
Nappa froze.
The joy on his face stiffened instantly.
120,000?
Only 120,000?!
Why not 150,000?!
Why not 180,000?!
Why am I still weaker than Kakarot?!
Intense unwillingness surged through him.
He glared at Goku with burning jealousy.
Why?
Why can you reach 180,000 while I only reached 120,000?
I'm the elite warrior!
I should be stronger!
"C-Can…"
"Can we do it one more time?"
Nappa looked at Broly pleadingly.
His voice nearly sounded like begging.
Like a gambler borrowing money after losing everything.
Like a drug addict pleading for another hit.
He no longer cared about pride.
Or dignity.
Or shame.
He only wanted one thing now.
More power.
Vegeta's mouth twitched violently.
Watching Nappa's pathetic appearance—
Watching Broly's calm expression—
A complicated feeling rose inside him.
Can't you give me some Senzu Beans too?
I want to increase my battle power as well.
The thought was so intense that Vegeta nearly blurted it out.
But he forcefully swallowed the words.
As the Prince of Saiyans—
He refused to beg like Nappa.
He would rather die than wag his tail for power.
BANG!!
Broly granted Nappa's request.
But not with words.
With action.
He casually raised his hand and slapped the air.
Nappa couldn't even react.
An invisible force smashed directly into him and sent him flying.
His body slammed deep into the earth.
Only half his head and one arm remained exposed.
Like a carrot planted in the ground.
PUAAH!!
Nappa spat out a massive amount of blood.
Not just from his mouth—
But from his nose, ears, and eyes as well.
Blood poured from all seven openings.
A clear sign of catastrophic internal damage.
Nappa could feel life slipping away.
Could feel darkness creeping closer.
Broly calmly took out another Senzu Bean and flicked it into Nappa's mouth.
The movement was so practiced it almost resembled feeding a pet.
Nappa recovered again.
His battle power rose once more.
Warmth exploded through him.
His injuries healed.
His strength increased.
Pulling himself out of the ground, Nappa shakily stood up again.
Excitement flooded his face.
"How much this time?!"
His voice trembled with anticipation.
"150,000."
Broly answered indifferently.
150,000.
From 120,000 to 150,000.
An increase of only 30,000 this time.
The growth was slowing.
Yet 150,000 was already an absurd number.
Nappa remembered clearly—
Raditz was 100,000.
Piccolo was 120,000.
Gohan was 80,000.
Now he had surpassed all of them.
But—
Still not enough!
"Damn it…"
"I'm still below Kakarot's 180,000?!"
Nappa clenched his fists tightly.
His fingernails dug into his palms until blood dripped out.
Yet he didn't even notice.
His eyes locked onto Goku with near-insane obsession.
Only 30,000 more.
Just one more improvement.
One more Senzu Bean.
One more near-death recovery.
Maybe then—
He could surpass Kakarot completely.
"Do it again!"
"I'll definitely surpass Kakarot next time!"
Nappa's voice turned hoarse with excitement.
He had completely lost his mind.
Consumed entirely by the desire for strength.
He forgot the pain.
Forgot the humiliation.
Forgot that this entire thing was merely Broly's game.
All he knew was—
Next time.
Next time for sure.
BANG!!
Broly showed no mercy.
Another invisible slap smashed Nappa away.
The force was controlled perfectly.
Enough to leave him critically wounded.
Enough to push him to the brink of death.
But not enough to kill him instantly.
Nappa crashed heavily into the ground again.
Blood exploded from his mouth.
His body twisted like a broken puppet.
Barely alive.
Broly flicked another Senzu Bean into his mouth.
The motion was smooth and practiced.
Nappa swallowed it eagerly.
Warmth erupted again.
His injuries healed again.
He climbed back to his feet again.
This time—
I'll definitely surpass Kakarot!
Nappa roared internally.
15万 to 18万.
Only 30,000 apart.
Maybe this time he'd gain 40,000 again.
Or even more.
If so—
His battle power could exceed 190,000.
Maybe even 200,000.
Wouldn't 200,000 already surpass Frieza?!
The thought excited him so much his body trembled.
Then—
As he sensed his own energy—
Nappa suddenly froze.
…Huh?
Why doesn't my energy feel stronger?
His brow furrowed deeply.
The warm current definitely healed him.
Definitely restored his stamina.
But the sensation of growth—
The expansion—
Was gone.
His energy remained at…
150,000?
Exactly the same?
No increase whatsoever?
"Still 150,000."
Broly spoke calmly.
"This… this is impossible!"
Nappa stared blankly in disbelief.
His brain completely stopped functioning.
Why didn't it rise?
Aren't Senzu Beans supposed to increase battle power?
Isn't near-death recovery a Saiyan trait?
Why didn't it work this time?!
Why did it stop at 150,000?!
"Hmph."
"You've reached your limit."
Vegeta coldly snorted.
"My… limit?"
Nappa turned toward Vegeta blankly.
Confusion filled his eyes.
Limit?
What limit?
My battle power limit?
But Kakarot reached 180,000!
Why would my limit stop at 150,000?!
I'm an elite warrior!
How could my limit be lower than a low-class Saiyan's?!
"You idiot."
"Did you really think this method could raise your power infinitely?"
Vegeta sneered contemptuously.
"Yes, it boosts battle power quickly."
"But wanting power without actual training?"
"That's pure fantasy."
Though Vegeta sounded arrogant—
Even he was secretly uncertain.
Is this really a limit?
Or is Nappa simply that untalented?
If I used Senzu Beans…
Where would my own limit be?
Higher than Kakarot's?
"Your name's Vegeta, right?"
Goku looked toward him curiously.
His tone was calm and friendly.
Without hostility.
Without arrogance.
Just simple curiosity.
Vegeta didn't answer.
He merely glanced sideways at Goku.
That gaze was complicated.
Jealousy.
Frustration.
Wariness.
And faint recognition.
No matter what—
Kakarot truly was stronger now.
Much stronger.
That was undeniable.
"I think you're right."
Goku nodded seriously.
"This kind of growth method doesn't feel right to me either."
He remembered his harsh training on King Kai's planet.
The sweat.
The struggle.
The moments of surpassing his limits.
That strength felt real.
It truly belonged to him.
But power gained through shortcuts always felt hollow somehow.
Then Goku added thoughtfully:
"Maybe 150,000 really is his limit."
The sentence sounded light.
Yet it hit Nappa like a crushing hammer.
Limit.
150,000.
That's my limit?
No…
Impossible!
"NO!!"
"That's impossible!!"
Nappa screamed hysterically.
"It must be because I swallowed the Senzu Bean wrong!"
"Try again!"
He was desperately clinging to the final fragments of hope.
"Then I'll satisfy you."
Broly casually attacked again.
Exactly the same movement as before.
But this time—
Nappa clearly sensed the attack was even heavier.
BOOM!!
Nappa was blasted away again.
His body crashed violently into the ground.
This time he couldn't even cough blood anymore.
His body resembled a shattered toy.
Bones broken beyond count.
Organs destroyed beyond repair.
He could feel death rapidly approaching.
Then—
Broly fed him another Senzu Bean.
As calmly and smoothly as ever.
Nappa recovered again.
The warm current healed his wounds.
Restored his stamina.
He stood up once more.
Then immediately realized—
His energy still hadn't increased.
Still 150,000.
"T-This… how?!"
Nappa panicked completely.
He truly panicked.
Like an ant on a burning pan.
Like a beast trapped in a cage.
He repeatedly sensed his own power again and again.
But every result remained identical.
150,000.
No change whatsoever.
So…
150,000 really is my limit?
That realization pierced through him like ice.
Nappa collapsed onto the ground weakly.
Eyes empty.
Expression lifeless.
As if his soul had been torn away.
All ambition.
All greed.
All hope.
Everything shattered completely.
150,000.
That was his end.
Meanwhile Kakarot—
That low-class Saiyan—
Had reached 180,000.
How pathetic.
How tragic.
"Hmph."
"You idiot."
"Wasn't I clear enough earlier?"
"This is your limit."
Vegeta suddenly felt much better.
Watching Nappa's despair—
Watching this traitor reduced to such misery—
Filled him with twisted satisfaction.
Yet deep inside—
He also felt a trace of fear.
Nappa's limit was 150,000.
Then what about mine?
If I relied on Senzu Beans too—
Where would I stop?
200,000?
250,000?
Or somewhere lower?
"You…"
"You weakling with only 18,000 power have no right to mock me!"
Nappa suddenly exploded in rage.
His sanity had completely collapsed.
A massive golden energy beam erupted from his hand.
Over one meter thick.
Tearing through the air toward Vegeta.
This was a full-power attack from someone with 150,000 battle power.
Even without charging—
Its destructive force was terrifying.
If it struck directly—
Forget Vegeta's 18,000 power.
Even Gohan or Piccolo would be heavily injured.
Vegeta's expression changed drastically.
He could feel death approaching instantly.
He wanted to dodge.
Wanted to flee.
But he was too slow.
The beam had already locked onto him completely.
15万 versus 18,000.
An overwhelming gap of over eight times.
No amount of skill could overcome that.
For a brief moment—
Vegeta truly thought he was going to die.
Then—
SWISH!!
Goku suddenly appeared directly in front of him.
Fast like golden lightning.
So fast not even afterimages remained.
Then—
Goku casually waved his right hand.
As though swatting away an insect.
BANG!!
His palm slapped directly against the energy beam.
Like hitting a ball.
Like brushing away a leaf.
The massive attack instantly changed direction and shot upward into the sky.
BOOM!!!
The beam exploded brilliantly in midair.
Golden light spread like fireworks across the darkening sky.
Shockwaves scattered the distant clouds.
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at Goku standing before him—
A complicated emotion rose in his heart.
…I was saved by a low-class Saiyan.
The realization filled him with unbearable humiliation.
He was the Prince of Saiyans.
A genius.
Yet now—
The very warrior he once looked down upon had protected him.
But soon—
Vegeta found an excuse for himself again.
This low-class Saiyan only became this strong because of Senzu Beans.
If I had eaten that many too—
I'd definitely surpass 180,000.
"So?"
"Anything else you want to say?"
Broly smiled at Nappa playfully.
"Still want more Senzu Beans?"
Nappa sat weakly on the ground.
Eyes empty.
Expression blank.
He looked at his own hands.
Then at Goku.
Then at Broly's smiling face.
Finally—
He lowered his head and sighed despairingly.
"Please…"
"Just one more chance…"
"My battle power can definitely still rise!"
"This can't be my limit!"
His voice grew increasingly desperate.
"I'm an elite warrior!"
"If a low-class Saiyan like Kakarot can reach 180,000…"
"Then my upper limit must be even higher!"
Even Nappa himself barely believed those words anymore.
But they were the only thing he still had left.
"Wasting food is shameful."
Broly's voice suddenly turned cold.
"You no longer have any value left alive."
Those words were like a death sentence.
Nappa's pupils shrank violently.
His body froze from absolute terror.
He wanted to beg.
Wanted to run.
Wanted to speak.
But it was already too late.
BANG!!
Broly attacked again.
This time—
Not with invisible force.
But with his fists.
His figure vanished instantly and appeared before Nappa.
Then his punches began falling like rain.
One punch to the chest.
Ribs shattered.
Organs ruptured.
One punch to the face.
Nose collapsed.
Teeth exploded outward.
One punch to the stomach.
His insides twisted violently.
Broly's movements weren't fast.
In fact—
They looked slow.
Every punch could be seen clearly.
Every hit landed solidly.
Yet Nappa couldn't resist at all.
Like a helpless punching bag.
One minute later—
Nappa lay on the ground unrecognizable.
Every bone in his body shattered.
His face had become a bloody mess.
His chest collapsed inward.
His limbs twisted unnaturally.
He was still alive—
But barely.
His body twitched continuously.
Every twitch bringing unimaginable pain.
Yet he no longer had the strength to scream.
Only faint wheezing escaped his throat.
"Krillin."
Broly calmly turned his head.
"As for him…"
Krillin quickly stepped forward nervously.
"Take him somewhere with lots of wild beasts."
Broly spoke as casually as if discussing the weather.
"Huh? O-Okay…"
Krillin agreed quickly.
But hesitated slightly.
After all—
Nappa's battle power had been terrifyingly high.
Even in this condition—
What if he still had enough strength left for one last attack?
What if Krillin got killed instead?
"Relax."
"He only has about 10 battle power left now."
Broly casually reassured him.
10 battle power.
Krillin froze briefly.
That meant Nappa was basically no different from a crippled ordinary human now.
"Got it."
Krillin took a deep breath and approached carefully.
He grabbed one of Nappa's arms.
The arm felt limp and boneless.
The disgusting sensation made goosebumps rise all over his skin.
Then—
Krillin carried Nappa into the sky.
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