Talot descended slowly from the sky, finally standing on a fragment of the destroyed island, locking eyes with Ragar.
After a brief moment of shock, Ragar began reassessing Talot.
His energy was quickly healing his wounds.
This was the Regeneration ability of the Namekians.
“Impressive! You’ve surprised me once again. Honestly, it’s been ages since I’ve had such fun fighting.
“You’ve also shown me that I’ve been blindly overconfident; I, too, have much room to grow.
“Let’s continue—show me your limits. I’ll be using even more of my strength from here on out!”
Fighting spirit ignited in Ragar’s eyes, and he developed a strong interest in Talot.
This was an emotional peak he hadn’t reached at the beginning.
“Then let’s go! I’m holding nothing back either!” Talot responded with a calm smile.
As his first truly powerful opponent, Talot wouldn’t refuse Ragar’s invitation to keep fighting!
Taking a fighting stance, Ragar and Talot simultaneously unleashed their auras.
In an instant, their auras took shape, unfolding like tornadoes, creating a powerful impact.
The intertwining auras wreaked havoc, transforming into a devastating storm that swept in all directions.
Ragar and Talot quickly reined in their aura, and at the same time, they attacked, charging towards each other at full speed.
Everything beneath them shattered completely—the island was long gone.
A fierce battle erupted out once again, with Ragar and Talot once again locked in a hand-to-hand combat.
This time, Ragar held nothing back, fully committing to his assault. Unknowingly, he had unleashed a power level of 50,000—nearly 90% of his total power—constantly pressuring Talot!
In the face of Ragar’s relentless attacks, Talot also responded. Relying on his flexible and agile body, he was able to both parry Ragar’s attacks and counterattack simultaneously.
As they fought, Talot’s potential was automatically unleashed, temporarily boosting his strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The deafening sound of impacts continued nonstop.
With his small frame lending him speed and agility, Talot fought Ragar to a standstill—neither could suppress the other.
Their speed kept accelerating, and with each collision, their power grew stronger.
The battlefield shifted continually as Talot and Ragar turned into afterimages, darting back and forth between the sky and ground, clashing over and over.
Eyes couldn’t follow them; this pure contest of strength and speed shattered everyone’s understanding of battle.
This was especially true for Salari and those six village elders who arrived not long ago, as well as the Namekian warriors who escorted the dragon balls and the elders.
“I can’t see them at all…” Salari’s wide, sparkling eyes darted around, but the strength disparity was too vast for her to see clearly.
“Focus your mind, control your aura, perceive with your heart, and track them with your Ki…” Grand Elder guided Salari.
Hearing the Grand Elder’s words, Salari paused.
In the next moment, recalling what Talot had once told her, she took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
Whenever she got nervous, she’d forget important things—a flaw of hers.
But that was probably because she was still young; once she grew up, it would be different.
As she concentrated all her energy and calmed her mind, her Ki Sense began to recover, replacing her naked eye for observation.
Soon enough, she captured the aura figures of Talot and Ragar.
“Your potential is amazing, just like your brother’s,” the Grand Elder said with a warm smile of satisfaction.
…
High above.
The intense battle between Talot and Ragar continued—their fight had gone on for a long time.
After dozens, even hundreds of exchanges, there was still no clear winner.
Talot’s strength continued to grow during the fight, fully displaying the traits of the fighting race who become stronger when facing a powerful opponent.
Once Ragar’s fighting spirit ignited, he, too, unknowingly entered a state of total focus.
From holding back at the beginning, to getting slightly serious, and now giving it his all.
After clashing a thousand times, Ragar and Talot both had the same thought.
They gathered their energy to its peak and launched a powerful strike.
Boom!!!
As their fists collided, the tremendous force of the impact pushed both of them back.
Ragar stumbled back more than ten meters before steadying himself, while Talot was forced back nearly twenty meters before regaining his balance.
When both finally steadied themselves, neither launched another attack.
They exchanged a glance, smiled, and descended, landing on a relatively intact island below.
With that, their sparring match came to an end.
“Such an exhilarating fight has reminded me of the past. When I was your age, my strength was barely a tenth of what yours is now, so I admit defeat. You’ve won the fight,” Ragar suddenly admitted defeat.
These words were heard by the Namekians who have enhanced hearing.
Whether young Namekian warriors or elders, they all looked shocked.
Ragar actually admitted defeat?!
He was the strongest warrior on Namek!
For him to willingly concede… it was almost hard to believe!
Even Talot was taken aback.
“You’re too modest. Not only did you deliberately hold back, allowing me to slowly adapt to your power, but you also helped me improve throughout the battle. If you’d really been serious, I would have lost long ago,” Talot replied.
Instead of accepting it, Talot explained the reason, which earned him the admiration and respect of all the Namekians watching.
Ragar no longer saw Talot as a child.
This fight, along with Talot’s behavior, had won Ragar’s respect.
And so, their fight ended in a draw.