Xu Kun used Frieza's stored power to restore himself and supply his comrades, borrowing Frieza's strength to fight his Angel subordinates.
Xu Kun couldn't help giving himself a thumbs-up for that decision.
I really am one clever little genius~
And all the measures he had laid out earlier took effect after the black ice melted.
Frieza, covered head to toe in transfusion tubes, could neither accelerate the melting of the black ice just now nor do anything after it melted.
He was like a patient in intensive care—fully conscious, while the pretty nurse watched him and warned, "Don't move~"
Disorder Wind transformed into a mass of wind that completely surrounded him, while Doomsday Drought left him no choice but to passively accommodate Xu Kun's "bloodsucking."
Fuck, after fighting his whole life, he had never been this humiliated.
"Xu Kun, is this how you plan to deal with me?"
"What else was I supposed to do? I can't kill you, and I can't beat you. You, a dignified Demi-Saint Realm expert, keep looking for trouble with someone in the Second Realm. Don't tell me you expect me to fight you fair and square?"
"Who exactly is shameless here?"
When it came to verbal sparring, Xu Kun would never lose in spirit even if he lost in words.
You were bullying the weak with your strength, and you still blamed me for playing dirty?
"Fine, fine, fine!" Xu Kun's words angered Frieza into laughter. "Even so, I'll let you drain me. Can you drain me dry before this world is destroyed?"
"It doesn't matter whether I live or die. I just want you dead," Xu Kun said flatly.
"But~ before this world completely collapses, I think your power should be enough to help my human race win this war. What do you