Final Flash Kamehameha

With a punch, Vegeta grabbed Superman as he flew backward, yanked him back by the arm, pressed both hands against his forehead, lunged forward, and drove his knee heavily into Superman's face.

Superman gave a muffled grunt and used the momentum to flee, streaking backward in a trail of red light. Vegeta shook his arms and abruptly accelerated after him, attacking at blistering speed and giving Superman no room to catch his breath.

Superman knew that if this continued, he would eventually be beaten to death. Vegeta's nimble movements and extensive combat experience were far beyond anything he could match. His advantages were speed and strength—his racial gifts. Only by taking back control of the battle's rhythm and forcing Vegeta into a contest of speed and strength could he possibly win.

Bracing himself against Vegeta's charge, Superman steadied himself and transformed into a red aurora that darted around Vegeta. His afterimages linked head to tail like a massive red net, enclosing Vegeta from every direction.

Unfortunately, Superman did not know that Vegeta did not rely on his eyes to lock onto him. No matter how fast he was, it was useless.

Vegeta's gaze was icy. Ignoring the countless afterimages around him, he brought his palms together before his chest and aimed straight ahead. Thick ki gathered into a golden sphere of light, firmly restrained between his ten iron-like fingers, rapidly compressed to the brink of eruption.

Final Flash!

Vegeta twisted slightly and fired straight at one phantom.

The golden Impact Wave erupted with tremendous force and moved at nearly the speed of light. Golden arcs of electricity wrapped around the beam, and its terrifying energy even distorted the light itself. Within that dazzling brilliance lay incomparably horrifying, world-destroying power, blasting forth with unstoppable momentum.

This is bad!!

Superman roared inwardly.