~Omniscient Pov~
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"Stand up!" Jacob yelled. Seeing Vegeta struggling with a mere 20x gravity was nothing short of embarrassing for a warrior...
"D-DAMN IT!!!" Vegeta yelled back. Jacob could see his veins threatening to pop from his head.
Vegeta's face was red with rage and effort as he struggled to stand up under intense gravity. His legs trembled, his knees buckling, but he refused to give up. Sweat dripped from his brow, and his muscles bulged as he strained against the force holding him down. Both Jacob and Piccolo watched him.
Their eyes narrowed in assessment. This was a test, not just of his physical strength, but of his mental toughness. Could he push past his limits, or would he crack under pressure? Piccolo, standing off to the side, observed the scene with interest. His eyes seemed to bore into Vegeta as if searching for any sign of weakness...
Vegeta's cries of rage and frustration echoed through the air, but slowly, incrementally, he began to rise. The legs straightened, the back straightened, and the chest heaved with exertion as he stood upright. Jacob nodded, a small smile forming on his lips, "It's good to see you're holding strong, Vegeta. Now, let's see how long you can hold it."
'His form is decent, and he's only improving as time went on.' Jacob thought.
Vegeta's eyes blazed with determination as he stood tall, his muscles quivering with effort. He took a deep breath, his chest expanding, and let out a mighty roar.
"I... WILL... NOT... FALL!!!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the air.
The trainer watched, impressed despite himself. Vegeta's pride and stubbornness were assets in this situation, driving him to push beyond his limits.
Piccolo, however, seemed less than impressed, "Hmmph," he grunted, his expression skeptical, "Let's see how long he can maintain that pathetic form of yours."
Jacob on the other hand smiled, knowing that Vegeta's determination would only carry him so far. The real test was yet to come. Which was raw combat.
"Alright, Vegeta." Jacob said, a mischievous glint in his eye, "You've proven you can stand under 20x gravity, albeit barely. Now, let's see how you fare in an actual fight."
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, his face set in a fierce scowl. "Bring it on..." he snarled, his fists clenched at his sides.
Piccolo, ever the observer, took a step back, his eyes fixed on the two combatants, "This should be interesting." he murmured under his breath... Realizing that Jacob had lowered his power level equal to that of Vegeta's own.
Jacob cracked his knuckles a bit, a wide grin spreading across his face, "Let's do this," Signaling Vegeta to come towards him.
Vegeta's eyes flashed with irritation, and he took a step forward, his fists clenched at his sides, "You want to play?" he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt, "Let's play." His anger took control of him due to the training he just gone through, and Jacob at the moment looked like a sufficient punching bag.
Fwish!
With a sudden burst of speed, Vegeta charged at Jacob, his fists flying in a flurry of punches. Jacob laughed a fierce glint in his eye, and met Vegeta's attack head-on.
Vegeta's second strike came swiftly, a powerful right hook aimed squarely at Jacob's jaw. But Jacob was ready, and with a swift motion, he blocked the punch with his right arm easily, his movements efficient and precise...
"HA!"
"HYAH!!"
"HEH!!!"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed, his face set in a fierce scowl. He launched a flurry of quick jabs and hooks, but Jacob blocked each one with ease, his movements fluid and effortless. This only caused the saiyan to only get angrier...
"HAAAHHH!!!!" Vegeta shouted in one last ditch effort, before throwing one last punch, that was easily stopped with just a finger...
Jacob sighed, "Your attacks are half decent, I could tell you never actually trained with how to fight since you were so strong, but you seem to be a natural brawler of sorts..." Jacob explained.
Vegeta's eyes twitched, 'Was I truly that inexperienced?' The prince thought.
The two combatants paused for a moment, Vegeta's eyes locked in a fierce stare with Jacob's. Then, with a sudden burst of energy, Jacob countered with a lightning-fast combination of punches and kicks.
"Shit!" Vegeta yelled.
Fwish!
Fwoosh!
Swish!
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However, just as they were about to land, they stopped mere millimeters short of their target, only causing minor gusts of wind to be generated...
Vegeta realized this, and got even more upset, 'He's... He's going easy, on me!' He yelled mentally, before trying to counterattack, "How DARE you-YOU!!!"
'Humph, fool...' Jacob thought. Even though he was going easy, hoping the saiyan would realize just how badly outkilled he was.
Vegeta's eyes blazed with anger and humiliation as he launched a fierce counterattack, his fists flying in a flurry of punches and kicks. But Jacob was ready for him, and with a calm, almost bored expression, he parried each blow with absolute ease.
As if the man was just a mere child...
The prince's face turned tomato red with rage as he realized that Jacob was still holding back and that his attacks were being effortlessly deflected. The humiliation was too much to bear, and Vegeta's anger boiled over.
"You think you're so much better than me, don't you?" Vegeta snarled, his voice trembling with rage. "You think you can just toy with me and get away with it?!!" He yelled again.
Jacob raised an eyebrow, a bit of irritation evident in his gaze, "Toy with you, Vegeta? You're the one who's being childish," he said, his voice dripping with venom, "I'm just trying to teach you a lesson. And you're failing to learn said lesson, miserably too."
Jacob expected as much, but it was worse than he thought... 'I'll need to curve his foolish arrogance so that he doesn't do anything utterly stupid...' Jacob noted.
In an instant, he skillfully weaved his hands, causing minor streaks of white to flow from them, and with a flick of his right arm, he used aikido to flip Vegeta in the air in front of himself, immediately elbowing the prince in the solar plexus...
With a loud thud! The prince remained fixed on the floor, "GUARHH!!!" Vegeta instantly coughed up both spit and blood. Clutching his midsection on the ground in absolute anguish...
Jacob stood tall, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes never leaving Vegeta's crumpled form. "You should have kept your mouth shut." Jacob said, his voice cold and detached, "And you should have learned."
Vegeta's rage and pride still simmered, despite the agony coursing through his body. He glared up at Jacob, his eyes blazing with hatred and resentment. "You...you'll pay for this..." he snarled, his voice weak yet venomous.
However, Jacob's response was a cold, calculated smile, whispering in the prince's ear, "I'm shaking in my boots, Vegeta. Now get up! We still have more to do..."
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