Different Platforms, Incomparable

'Boom!!!!'

As the techniques collided, Nail's energy torrent was instantly pierced by Talot's sharp ray, which hurtled towards Nail at an extreme speed.

"Not good!" His attack neutralized, Nail felt a deadly crisis approaching.

The sharp ray's speed was too fast; he couldn't dodge it at all!

Without time to think, Nail immediately adopted a defensive stance.

The sharp ray accurately struck Nail's arms.

In an instant, a chill swept through his body. Nail's pupils shrank violently, and he froze in place as if his soul had left him.

Several seconds passed before Nail recovered. He looked at his body, soaked in cold sweat, utterly bewildered.

What's going on?

The deadly sense of crisis he'd felt just now was real, but his body hadn't suffered any damage.

"Nail, look behind you!" Lagar, outside the battlefield, shouted to warn Nail.

Hearing this, Nail slowly turned around, and the scene that entered his eyes made his pupils shrink sharply.

A long crack stretched for hundreds of miles, with no end in sight.

An attack of this level could instantly cut through anything.

At that moment, Nail understood that the deadly crisis hadn't been false. It was Talot's perfect control over his power that allowed the sharp ray to pass through his body without harming him.

Such power from a casual strike, and such absolute control over power—these were realms he could only look up to.

Having witnessed a higher realm, Nail closed his eyes and quietly contemplated.

"I... lost..." After a moment of reflection, Nail said.

His horizons broadened, and having witnessed a higher level of combat, Nail knew that continuing the fight would be pointless. It was better to admit defeat than to continue this meaningless battle.

For him, this sparring match had already been immensely beneficial, providing him with much inspiration for his future training.

"Work hard and train well; you will become even stronger in the future." Talot encouraged Nail.

As a senior guiding a junior, Talot knew that Nail would definitely become stronger in the future, even if he couldn't compare to him, he would definitely be a thousand times stronger than he was now.

"Yes, I will work hard. Thank you for your guidance, Brother Talot." Nail faced Talot, clasped his hands in respect.

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Talot nodded, then turned his gaze to Lagar, who was watching the battle from outside the arena.

Their eyes met, and Lagar clearly understood.

"It's my turn...!!" Lagar smiled excitedly, then leaped up and quickly arrived in front of Talot.

He and Nail completed the handover, allowing him to return and protect the Grand Elder's safety, before facing Talot.

The two did not immediately fight. Lagar said, "So? Nail is quite outstanding, isn't he?"

"Indeed, not bad. In just a few years, his growth has far exceeded what we were back then," Talot said with a smile.

"In a few more years, even if he doesn't surpass you, he will definitely surpass me. Compared to me, he is a true battle-type Namekian," Lagar said with emotion.

These words from his mouth surprised Talot, but Talot didn't mind. Instead, he looked at the young Piccolo in the distance and said, "Nail is indeed a genius, but that's also because you are guiding him on the path ahead, so he can walk so smoothly. Just like Piccolo, with the two of you leading the way, he will walk even more smoothly."

Saying that, Talot looked at Lagar again: "Actually, it's not that we are inferior to these younger generations, but that we have been working hard to pioneer the path ahead. They have been influenced by us to some extent. If our efforts to break through ourselves did not help those who came after us, then the younger generation would be too mediocre."

Talot's words resonated deeply with Lagar.

"Hearing you say that, my state of mind has improved again." Lagar agreed with these words.

The two smiled at each other.

What Talot wanted to express was simply that they had been getting stronger, and their horizons had naturally broadened. The younger generations would definitely be influenced by their predecessors.

They were not on the same platform from the start, so using the comparison method from the past was actually wrong.

...

Far away.

The Grand Elder stood beside Nail and Piccolo, sighing.

"The battle between Lagar and Talot, recalling their first encounter, has been many years in the past."

Recalling back then, during Lagar and Talot's first encounter, Talot displayed extremely formidable learning and combat abilities. Even when at the same strength level as Lagar, he could fight Lagar to a draw, even gaining the upper hand at one point, and eventually surpassing him quickly.

That wasn't even the key point. The key point was that if Lagar hadn't met Talot back then, he probably would have remained as he was.

It was because of Talot that Lagar and Nail were able to become so strong today, and awaken the powerful talent belonging to their warrior-type Namekian race.

The warrior-type Namekians of the past were all incredibly powerful, but later, due to certain reasons, the Namekians abandoned strength.

They feared the destruction that strength could bring, and feared that strength was the source of evil, just like Slug back then.

But now it's different, because Talot used strength to show them that being strong doesn't just create destruction; strength can be used to protect the weak and guard everything you want to protect.

...

On the battlefield.

The conversation ended, and Talot and Lagar's eyes met. The aura of the strong clashed against each other, sweeping in all directions.

The clothes on their bodies moved without wind, and an invisible pressure expanded outwards from them as the center.

"Come on, let me see the results of your training over the years. I'm looking forward to seeing what realm your strength has reached," Talot said proactively.

"Alright! Don't you blink!" Lagar smiled confidently, gathering strength in his fists.

'Haaah!!!' A low roar erupted from his mouth, and the power dormant in his body was fully mobilized.

'Rumble~~!!!'

A continuous stream of energy surged out of Lagar's body, and a pale white aura burned around his body like a raging fire.

The change in Lagar's aura caused the numbers displayed on the Virtual Glasses worn by Talot to jump constantly.

From several million points, it soared all the way to over ten million points, and was still increasing.

Lagar's increase in strength caused a hint of surprise to flash in Talot's eyes.

Although a Battle Power of over ten million points was nothing to him, Lagar's breakthrough to ten million Battle Power showed how much he had sacrificed for this power.

'Crackle~~!!!'

In the sky, a thick layer of dark clouds had enveloped the area at some point, and golden lightning bolts with endless destructive power fell one after another, bombarding Lagar's surroundings and tearing several cracks in the ground.

Lagar's power eruption reached its peak.

The Virtual Glasses worn by Talot told him the value of Lagar's Battle Power at this time, reaching 15 million points.

"As expected, impressive. The Battle Power has exceeded 15 million points," Talot praised.

"15 million? It seems I overestimated myself! However, numbers are just numbers!" Lagar assumed a fighting stance, shouting with high fighting spirit.

Sensing Lagar's burning fighting spirit, Talot smiled, and the aura around him pulsed. Unlike Lagar's aura eruption, Talot's control over his power was perfect. Now he suppressed his strength to 15 million points, matching Lagar.

"Take this!!!" Lagar gathered strength in his right hand and swung his arm.

An energy ball with extremely astonishing destructive power condensed and took shape, advancing through the air and heading straight for Talot.

Having anticipated this, Talot casually released an energy ball to collide with the energy ball. The expected explosion did not occur.

With a flash of dazzling white light, Lagar's energy ball and Talot's energy ball both turned into nothingness.

One attack failed, and Lagar continued to launch attacks. As his hands waved rapidly, dozens of energy balls with endless destructive power rained down on Talot.

Faced with this dense energy ball attack, Talot was not flustered at all. Having a plan in mind, he released a large energy ball.

The large energy ball rotated at high speed counterclockwise the moment it was released from control, generating a powerful attraction that drew all the energy balls in the surrounding space towards it.

A big explosion occurred, and Lagar was shocked by Talot's move.

Witnessing his attack being completely neutralized, Lagar's expression became more serious.

Since a full-scale energy attack was ineffective against Talot, he could only use a melee battle to determine the winner with Lagar.

"Haaah~~!!!" Accompanied by a high-pitched shout, the white aura around Lagar turned into a substantial flame, burning fiercely. His whole person rushed out at full speed like a ray of dawn, heading straight for Talot.

A powerful iron fist, gathering the strength of his whole body, was thrown out suddenly.

Talot's expression was calm, and he defused Lagar's full-strength blow with a wave of his hand.

The attack was blocked, but Lagar didn't stop. He quickly retracted his fist, his terrifying close-quarters combat ability fully unleashed.

His fierce and powerful attacks came from all directions like a storm, targeting Talot.

But this level of attack had no effect on Talot whatsoever.

Even with his power suppressed to be nearly equal to Lagar's, Talot's combat ability wasn't restricted in the slightest. After only a couple of exchanges, Talot had completely figured out Lagar's fighting rhythm and used corresponding methods to completely defuse all of Lagar's attacks.

With all his attacks seen through by Talot, Lagar, as the attacker, felt immense pressure.

If he didn't find a way to break through Talot's defense, his current advantage would vanish like a bubble.

Gritting his teeth, Lagar once again accelerated his offensive rhythm and power.

His speed and power underwent a qualitative change, and a storm of attacks relentlessly swept over Talot's body.

Faced with Lagar's all-out offensive, Talot's defensive rhythm wasn't disrupted in the slightest. With an impenetrable defense, he completely blocked Lagar's attacks from all directions.

Lagar, with his aggressive offense, should have had the upper hand, but now, the situation was quite unfavorable for him.

Talot's watertight defense left Lagar's attacks with no openings. The situation reversed, and Talot steadily gained the upper hand.

Now, Lagar was in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.

"I don't believe your defense has no flaws at all!" Lagar went all out. To reverse the situation and establish his advantage, he disregarded his stamina consumption, fully unleashed his aura, and launched an all-out attack on Talot.

His speed and power were greatly enhanced, and his offensive methods became sharper, with fewer unnecessary movements.

'Bang! Boom! Bang! Boom! Bang! Boom! Bang! Boom!...'

One muffled sound after another echoed in the space.

Lagar's all-out offensive, exerted with all his might, was incredibly destructive and terrifying to the extreme.

But this level of attack was far from enough to break through Talot's defense.

Through years of training and the battle with God of Destruction Champa, Talot's combat instincts had sublimated again. Even without actively thinking, his body could react on its own, making the same countermeasures in the first instance.

If Talot hadn't been suppressing his combat instincts all along, Lagar would have been completely suppressed from the moment they exchanged blows.

The intense battle between the two left Nail, who was on the edge of the battlefield, dumbfounded, a dense layer of cold sweat unconsciously appearing on his forehead.

His mind was blank, clearly frightened by this level of combat.

"Is this Lagar-brother's true power? Such a fierce attack. If he used this kind of attack when sparring with me normally, I'm afraid I wouldn't even last a single exchange," Nail said, his expression shocked, after regaining his senses.

If he was like this, let alone the young Piccolo on the side.

"Lagar is too eager to attack, desperately wanting to gain an advantage, but he has exposed his biggest flaw," the Grand Elder said insightfully, already able to guess what the outcome would be.

His insight was extraordinary; he could see the future development of this battle with just a few glances.

Lagar's overly hasty attack led to a rapid consumption of his stamina. His attack was only superficially fierce. Talot had perfectly weathered the first wave of fierce attacks, and Lagar would be unable to sustain his strength afterward.

In fact, Lagar should be grateful that his opponent was Talot; if it were any other enemy, he wouldn't be so lucky.

...

On the battlefield.

Although Lagar was still attacking, he was already showing signs of defeat.

Compared to the initial powerful attack, his fists were noticeably weaker, and both his power and speed had greatly declined.

On the other hand, Talot, although he had been passively defending all along, had a stable aura with no leakage.

"This shouldn't be your true strength, right? Trying to take advantage of me with an overly hasty attack will only expose flaws." As soon as the words fell, Talot seized the opportunity and decisively struck.

His right fist landed on Lagar's chest, the immense power causing Lagar to murmur, and his body involuntarily retreated.

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