Omnitrix Tyrant: The Strategist of Universe 7

Chapter 15: The Saiyan Trials Begin

The first punch came without warning.

Ben barely twisted his head in time to avoid a direct hit, but the shockwave still sent him tumbling across the rocky ground. Dust filled the air as he rolled to a stop, groaning.

No rest. No mercy.

The Saiyan Trials had begun.

A group of five Saiyan warriors surrounded him, each one itching for a fight. Taro stood nearby, arms crossed, watching the spectacle unfold.

Ben wiped blood from his lip and stood up, cracking his neck. "Alright… Who's next?"

The tallest Saiyan lunged, fists glowing with energy.

Ben ducked under the first strike, sidestepped the second, and barely managed to deflect the third. But then a knee slammed into his gut, sending him staggering back. Another Saiyan followed up, sweeping his legs out from under him.

Before he could recover, a foot slammed into his ribs, launching him across the battlefield.

Ben groaned, coughing dust from his lungs.

This is insane.

They weren't pulling their punches. They were trying to kill him.

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Adapting to Saiyan Brutality

Ben staggered to his feet, chest burning with pain. The Saiyans weren't just attacking randomly—they were hunting him like a pack of wolves, testing his limits.

He needed a new approach.

One of the warriors rushed him, aiming for his head. Ben dropped low, grabbed a handful of dirt, and flung it into the Saiyan's face.

The warrior flinched. In that split second, Ben lunged forward and drove an elbow into his ribs, knocking the air out of his lungs.

Another came from behind. Ben dodged left, grabbed the attacker's wrist, and twisted it into a brutal shoulder lock. The Saiyan roared in pain as Ben kicked his leg out, sending him crashing into the dirt.

The other three hesitated.

Ben grinned, wiping sweat from his brow. "What's wrong? Thought I was an easy target?"

Taro smirked from the sidelines. "Heh. He's learning."

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No Rest for the Weak

The fight lasted hours.

Ben lost count of how many times he was knocked down, bruised, and bloodied. But each time, he got faster. He adapted. He learned.

By the time the first day of trials ended, he was still standing.

Barely.

Matriarch Juno studied him. "You survived today. That's impressive."

Ben smirked through swollen lips. "You should see the other guys."

Taro chuckled. "You're not done. Tomorrow will be worse."

Ben sighed, collapsing onto the hard ground. "Great. Can't wait."

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Frieza's Invasion Begins

Far above the planet, Frieza's forces began their descent.

Thousands of soldiers landed across the surface, spreading out like locusts. Scouters beeped, tracking every power level.

A tall, blue-skinned alien tapped his scouter. "Lord Frieza, we've located multiple Saiyan survivors. Orders?"

Frieza's voice crackled through the communicator, smooth and amused.

"Kill them all."

The extermination had begun.

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