The Dove Takes the Magpie's Nest

"Well, that's one of my transformations, and I can do it two more times!"

Seemingly, the power gained from his transformation gave Frieza immense confidence. He crossed his arms, his tail swaying gently behind him, and his gaze towards Vegapunk and Frieza carried a hint of mockery.

"If you surrender and admit defeat, I can make you my important subordinates. After all, there are not many strong people with your fighting power in the entire universe."

"So? What's your choice? Challenge me and be crushed like an insect, or become my important subordinates?"

"That..."

Saitama tilted his head slightly and said very seriously:

"Don't you still have two more transformations? Why don't you just transform into your strongest form?"

Frieza's sneer froze slightly, a hint of anger flashing across his face:

"Very good, very good! It seems I'll have to teach you a lesson so you'll realize the difference between us!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Frieza appeared in front of Saitama like a phantom, delivering a straight punch aimed directly at Saitama's abdomen.

Just as his fist was two centimeters away from Saitama's abdomen, Saitama threw a punch of his own, aiming for Frieza's abdomen as well. The punch, delivered after Frieza's earlier move, almost folded Frieza into a sharp, folded shape.

With his eyes bulging and blood spitting from his mouth, Frieza was sent flying again in an instant. With a loud crash, he smashed into an alien combatant and then slammed into a metal wall, creating a large hole in it.

With a thunderous roar, no one knew how far Frieza flew or how many walls he smashed through.

It took Vegapunk quite a while to be able to feel his breath again.

"Cough cough cough... I underestimated you. Are you an alien type who can freely adjust your combat energy?"

Slowly emerging from the cave, Frieza's eyes were filled with malice as he glared fiercely at Saitama.

As for the Battle Power Scanner that was originally worn on his face, he had already taken it off and crushed it to pieces—the limit of that small Battle Power Scanner was at most 1 million, which was of no use against Vegapunk and Saitama in their current state.

The so-called aliens who can freely adjust their combat power do not mean that they can actually adjust their combat power completely at will. They can only suppress their aura and freely reveal the numerical value below their combat power.

Vegapunk didn't adjust his own combat power. Although he also knew this technique, his actual combat power was only a little over 1 million. Of course, with the abilities of other systems, his true combat power was probably around 10 million.

For Saitama, the Caped Baldy, suppressing his fighting power is practically instinctive. If it weren't for the ki he used when flying into the planet with Vegapunk, his power level would still be one according to the Battle Power Scanner.

Saitama tilted his head, looking completely lost in thought, which made Frieza, who had been showing off the whole time, furious.

"Since you're courting death, then don't blame me! I'll show you my final form and show you what a true nightmare is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Frieza clenched his fists, looking like he was holding in a bowel movement. After holding it in for a long time, his head stretched out and his shoulders widened, eventually transforming into an alien-like shape.

Even at this point, Frieza did not stop his transformation. With a roar, a terrifying aura erupted, stirring up a gust of wind. When the wind subsided, what appeared before everyone was Frieza's final form.

Unlike his initial two transformations, which became increasingly ferocious, Frieza, after his complete transformation, appeared rather petite. He also lost his sharp bone layer, and the faint metallic sheen reflecting off his body made Frieza look like some kind of advanced metal robot.

However, although he seemed unremarkable, and even his aura had become much calmer, Frieza was now unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, this is my true form! Now let's begin round two!"

With a light leap, as if jumping through space, Frieza reappeared in front of Saitama and punched Saitama hard in the face.

With a loud thud, Saitama, expressionless, stepped back with his legs together, creating a huge ditch in the ground.

"Haha, do you see that? This is my power! This is the power of the Space Emperor!"

Frieza, laughing wildly, leaped up and landed a punch on Saitama's bald head. With a loud bang, Saitama, like a nail, shook the earth, creating a huge crater.

"Death Energy Bullet Barrage!"

With a roar, Frieza unleashed a torrent of energy blasts, blasting the ground into a deep crater of ruins. After nearly two minutes of continuous bombardment, Frieza finally caught his breath and slowly descended.

"Heh, so it's been blown to bits? How pathetic. If you hadn't angered me, you might have had a chance to become one of my important subordinates..."

But as the intense heat and smoke gradually dissipated, Saitama remained with his deadpan expression, staring blankly at Frieza. If anything had changed...

His head became even shinier, as if it had been waxed by Frieza's death energy blast?

Frieza, who had been speaking arrogantly, was completely dumbfounded. At the same time, he felt a little uneasy.

Even if Frieza wasn't going all out, he still used about 70-80% of his strength in that combo attack. Especially the last move, the Death Energy Bomb, which would kill anyone who wasn't at least 30 million power level, or cripple them if they got hit.

However, the opponent was able to take the hit with their face without getting hurt at all? Even Frieza himself couldn't do something like that!

Frieza, sensing something was wrong, took a long breath and roared again, his energy surging once more, even his muscles seemed to swell.

One hundred and twenty million! This is the strongest fighting power Frieza displayed in his final form when he went all out. Feeling the terrifying energy within him, which was so vast it could shatter a planet, Frieza finally regained his confidence.

"It's over. No matter what method you used to block my death energy blast, I won't give you any more chances now!"

As he spoke, Frieza instantly landed back in front of Saitama, stretched out a hand, pressed it on Saitama's head, and gave it a hard shove.

He pushed, and pushed again, twice in a row. The veins on Frieza's arm bulged, and with all his might, they had almost grown a whole size thicker.

However, the Caped Baldy standing in front of him did not move at all, not even his head, which left Frieza dumbfounded.

With a gritted teeth, a massive amount of energy erupted from his palm, slamming into Saitama's face at point-blank range. Frieza staggered back several steps, staring at his hand, which was now blasted open and the bone was exposed, his expression incredibly grim.

Even after being hit in the face directly by Frieza's energy blast at point-blank range, Saitama still had that slightly dazed expression on his face. He scratched his nose slightly, as if the energy blast had made him a little itchy, and finally sneezed.

Seeing Saitama's performance, Frieza was stunned. He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and waved his hands, instantly creating a disc-shaped energy blade that rushed straight towards Saitama.

"Cutting Disk!"

The disc-shaped energy blade didn't fly very fast, but Saitama didn't even try to dodge it. A moment later, the energy blade collided with Saitama, and with a sound like grinding an horn, the entire energy blade shattered and disappeared completely.

"How is this possible?!"

Initially, Frieza's eyes held a hint of excitement as he watched Saitama remain unfazed. However, after the Cutting Disk shattered completely, the excitement in the eyes of this Space Emperor turned into despair.

Cutting-type qigong techniques are always powerful weapons for the weak to defeat the strong. Even if the qigong levels of the two sides differ by more than ten times, if one is accidentally hit by such a move, he will be instantly killed!

Consider that when Frieza was in his second form, with a power level of nearly 2 million, he still managed to have his tail severed by Krillin's Destructo Slash, who had Ki Blade of less than 100,000. If he had been slower to dodge, he would have been cut in half at the waist. This shows how unreasonable these kinds of skills are.

However, the fact that even cutting skills are completely ineffective against Saitama can only mean that the difference in combat power between the two sides is simply too great!

"Oh no! My clothes are torn!"

Just then, Saitama seemed to notice something, seeing the huge gash in his clothes cut by the cutting disc, and his face immediately showed anger.

"Damn it! I don't have many combat suits left! You'd better die!"

Frieza's vision blurred, and he saw the bald man instantly appear in front of him, followed by a fist that kept growing larger in front of him until everything went dark.

With a loud crash, Frisa's originally round head was almost flattened, and he was sent flying an unknown distance, disappearing into a huge chasm on the horizon.

"Thank goodness, he doesn't seem to be dead yet..."

Vegapunk sensed Frieza's extremely weakened aura, patted his chest, and looked relieved.

Frieza is no ordinary alien. Regardless of whether this Dragon Ball World ultimately inherits from Dragon Ball GT or Dragon Ball Super, this Frieza is an unimaginable super monster. The 120 million power level before him is simply the power he naturally possessed without any training.

If we're really talking about talent, then Frieza is the most talented character in the entire Dragon Ball, comparable to a natural-born Super Saiyan like Broly. He's a monster with the qualifications and potential to challenge for the position of God of Destruction.

Moreover, like the Super Saiyan Broly, Frieza is a unique individual in the entire universe, a mutant among mutants. His father was far inferior to him in terms of talent.

If this unique experimental material were to be killed by Saitama with a single punch, Vegapunk would be heartbroken. He might even have to find a Dragon Ball to revive him.

Now that he didn't die instantly from his head exploding, but only had his head smashed flat, he probably won't die. After all, Frieza is the kind of guy who can regenerate even if he's cut in half.

Sensing Frieza's life force waning like a candle in the wind, Vegapunk Teleportation teleported to him. On Frieza 'Frieza face were very obvious fist dents, almost halfway through his face.

If this were an ordinary person, their brain would probably explode. Although this Space Emperor in front of them has strong vitality and is still alive, he definitely doesn't have any fighting ability anymore. He might have already become an idiot.

With a wave of his hand, Vegapunk originally intended to put Frieza into his personal Portable Space, planning to deal with him later. However, after thinking about it, he grabbed Frieza by the neck with one hand instead of putting him away.

As for what needs to be done now...

With a single teleportation, Vegapunk reappeared on the battlefield, his gaze sweeping over Frieza's henchmen.

To become Frieza's confidants, these people must possess at least tens of thousands of combat points. Therefore, although the battle just now was quite exaggerated, not many combatants died from the aftermath of the battle.

However, right now, these people were all looking at Vegapunk and Saitama with trepidation, especially when they saw Frieza being carried by Vegapunk, their faces immediately filled with fear and despair.

"Frieza is a thing of the past. Now we're the ones who call the shots on this planet, everyone, do you understand?!"

Vegapunk shook Frieza in his hand and threw it directly into his Portable Space. He looked around with a half-smile on his face. Frieza's subordinates were slightly stunned at first, and then looked at each other in confusion.

A moment later, as the first of Frieza's subordinates knelt down, the other aliens followed suit, clearly having been temporarily subdued.

"Your Majesty... may I ask what your name is?"

A rather handsome green-skinned alien was the first to step forward and spoke respectfully.

Vegapunk started by introducing himself:

"My name is Vegapunk, and the man next to you is Saitama!"

"Then Vegapunk and Saitama..."

"Don't call me King Vegapunk, just call me Dr. Vegapunk!"

Vegapunk waved his hand, interrupting the green- Green-skinned Alien, who didn't seem to mind and changed his words:

"Dr. Vegapunk, although you now control Frieza Force, there are still some hidden dangers that have not been eliminated."