55: Planet Medama
"King Frieza, we've just received confirmed intel your elder brother, King Cooler, has been killed," reported Dodoria solemnly.
At that moment, Frieza was in his third transformation, the grotesque xenomorph-like form he had only briefly used on Namek. If Li Xu had seen him now, he would have been surprised. During their last encounter, Frieza's transformation had been abruptly halted by Li Xu, and the ensuing planetary explosion had forced Frieza to retreat. Upon returning, Frieza spent several days training, gradually adapting to the immense power of his third form.
"Oh? So that worthless brother of mine is finally dead?" Frieza chuckled coldly, his smile tinged with cruelty. Despite being blood-related, Frieza's race—known as the Frost Demons or the Cold Clan held no familial bonds in high regard.
"It... it was a Super Saiyan who killed him," Dodoria stammered, shivering as he spoke the dreaded name.
"What?" Frieza's expression instantly turned icy and murderous. The legend of the Super Saiyan once thought to be just that, a myth now echoed like a thunderclap in his mind.
"All data transmitted confirms it," Dodoria continued nervously. "King Cooler was defeated by a warrior matching the characteristics of the legendary Super Saiyan golden hair, immense ki, and transformations that pushed beyond the ten-million power level mark."
"But how?" Frieza scowled, veins bulging. "Planet Vegeta was annihilated by my own hand. Aside from Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz, there shouldn't be any Saiyans left alive!"
"Possibly an off-worlder," Dodoria suggested. "A Saiyan on a long-term mission before Planet Vegeta's destruction. We can't rule out stragglers."
"No matter where he came from, that Super Saiyan... must die," Frieza hissed, his tail twitching in fury.
"Dodoria, where are Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz now?"
"They're carrying out orders on the outer systems," Dodoria answered.
"Take a squad and wipe them out," Frieza ordered flatly. "If the Super Saiyan legend is real, I won't tolerate even the possibility of it repeating. Kill them all."
"Yes, Lord Frieza!" Dodoria replied. In truth, he felt a flicker of glee he had long resented Vegeta's defiance. Now, he was finally being given full license to eliminate him.
Once Dodoria departed, Frieza murmured darkly to himself, "Super Saiyan... looks like I'll need to train seriously too. That monkey won't get the best of me."
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Planet Medama lay in the Western Galaxy, a Class-B livable world with 30% oceanic coverage and a lush, vibrant ecosystem. Its temperate climate, dense oxygen levels, and rich biodiversity made it nearly as comfortable as Earth an ideal hideaway for those weary of galactic conflict.
In a quiet stretch of its northern plainlands, Li Xu's advanced spacefaring capsule from Capsule Corporation landed silently, hidden from local radar.
After defeating Cooler in a climactic duel, Li Xu had not immediately pursued the system's mainline objectives to eliminate King Cold and Frieza. Instead, following his internal schedule, he charted a course toward Planet Medama to allow for rest and recalibration.
"What a beautiful planet!" Bulma exclaimed as she stepped out of the ship. The soft breeze brushed her blue hair, and her eyes sparkled. "It's almost as lovely as Earth. I've been dying to get out and stretch!"
"If you like it, let's rest here for a while," Li Xu replied warmly, placing a hand on her waist.
"Thank you, husband," Bulma said, nestling against his chest, her voice filled with contentment.
"Come on," Li Xu said. "Let's find the nearest settlement somewhere we can resupply."
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Later in a nearby marketplace…
"Husband, look at this!" Bulma said, holding up a cute trinket crafted from a native mineral. "I want it!"
"Boss, how much?" Li Xu asked with a grin, already pulling out a few galactic credits from his capsule belt.
"Here's your money wrap it up!"
As before, Li Xu sold off some unnecessary goods he had collected during his travels to the locals of Planet Medama, exchanging them for the planet's native currency. Afterward, he and Bulma strolled through the vibrant marketplaces of the Medama civilization.
Planet Medama was a peaceful world in the Western Galaxy with a moderately advanced civilization. Unlike the cold, harsh worlds of the Frieza Force, Medama featured thriving cities and curious inhabitants. Various alien races coexisted here, and although Li Xu and Bulma stood out a little, the locals were accustomed to travelers from other systems and didn't find their presence particularly odd.
"Honey, and this one I really like it!" Bulma exclaimed, darting to a stall adorned with glittering trinkets and gadgets, clearly made with advanced alien craftsmanship.
Li Xu chuckled indulgently and followed after her, casually handing over money to the merchant. The smile never left Bulma's face as she skipped from one stand to another, collecting souvenirs and rare alien tech for her lab. It was a rare period of relaxation for them both.
They had spent more than half a month on Planet Medama, blending tourism with subtle intelligence-gathering. Over time, they developed a decent understanding of the world's social and martial landscape.
Unlike Earth, where ki-based martial arts flourished only in secretive circles, Planet Medama had long embraced combat as a cultural tradition. Their martial arts leaned heavily toward mystical techniques, blending energy manipulation with phenomena that resembled Earth's concept of magic. In comparison to Earth's structured ki training like those used by Turtle Hermit or Crane Hermit schools the techniques here were more fluid, mystical, and ritualized.
The strongest known master on Planet Medama was called Wuxian. He was revered much like Master Roshi on Earth, credited with developing numerous powerful and unique techniques that had shaped the current generation of fighters on the planet.
"Is this the place?" Li Xu asked as he and Bulma arrived at the Wuxian Martial Hall a sprawling traditional-style compound infused with Medaman architectural aesthetics. Every year, the hall opened its doors to accept new disciples, and earning the title of Wuxian's student was considered the highest honor on the planet.
"Please halt. Registration hasn't begun yet return later," a guard said, blocking their way with a firm but polite tone.
Given the season, the hall was preparing for its recruitment phase, and crowds often gathered early to compete for limited slots. The guard clearly mistook them for eager applicants.
Li Xu simply smiled. Without hostility, he used a low-level hypnotic technique one he'd perfected after learning similar methods from Babidi's leftover scrolls. The man's eyes drooped, and he gently slumped against the gate, asleep. With that, Li Xu and Bulma slipped inside, undisturbed.
"This way," Li Xu said, closing his eyes to sense energy signatures. He homed in on a uniquely calm and powerful ki distinct from the chaotic aura of battle-hardened warriors.
Guided by this presence, they passed through several corridors until they reached a serene room. There, sitting in quiet meditation, was an elderly man with flowing white hair and a weathered face. Despite his age, his body radiated vitality, and his presence reminded Li Xu of Earth's Kami peaceful, but commanding.
As soon as they entered, the old man's eyes snapped open, sharp light gleaming within.
"Who are you?" the man asked, his tone calm but cautious.
"My name is Li Xu. I'm a traveler from another system. I heard that the martial arts of Planet Medama are widely respected and wanted to experience them firsthand," Li Xu replied respectfully.
"You're strong too strong. I cannot gauge your depth." Wuxian frowned slightly. Despite decades of mastery, he couldn't sense a limit to Li Xu's power level. It was unnerving.
Li Xu nodded slightly. "Every planet's martial arts have their own strengths and philosophies. I'm not here to fight. I just wish to understand your culture's techniques."
Judging by his ki, Wuxian's power level hovered in the high six-digit range possibly 600,000 to 800,000 but that wasn't what made him remarkable. It was the experience and creativity behind his moves that interested Li Xu. Like Master Roshi, Wuxian's value was in wisdom, not raw might.
"Very well," Wuxian said at last, nodding. "Let us share knowledge. I too am curious about martial styles beyond this star system."
His willingness stemmed partly from a desire to avoid conflict. A warrior of Li Xu's magnitude could devastate the planet if provoked. But more than that, Wuxian hoped exposure to foreign martial philosophies might offer a breakthrough in his stagnant progression.
Over the next few days, Li Xu and Bulma stayed in the martial arts hall. Each day, Li Xu sparred with Wuxian not to defeat him, but to exchange techniques and philosophies.
Li Xu learned quickly. The martial arts of Planet Medama, while flashy, possessed some genuinely clever and versatile abilities. Some resembled illusion-based ki techniques used by warriors like Tien Shinhan. Others resembled Namekian healing magic or the ritual-based attacks of the Supreme Kai.
Though many techniques seemed impractical for large-scale battles, Li Xu still found useful ideas especially a few powerful self-repair and healing methods that rivaled Dende's skills.
And most importantly, Li Xu asked about the Fusion Dance, a technique he had heard was passed down through various cosmic martial traditions. Wuxian was surprisingly well-versed in it. Though its origins weren't native to Medama, he had studied it after encountering ancient scrolls believed to be linked to Yardratian teachings the same race that had taught Goku Instant Transmission.
Wuxian demonstrated the dance carefully and explained the synchronization requirements: equal power levels, perfect symmetry, and precise timing. Li Xu committed every detail to memory.
For him, this was more than a vacation it was strategic preparation for battles to come.
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