The ball of light continued to expand in mid-air, and the turbulent energy that escaped was like an incomparably sharp blade, splitting the surrounding space into countless small black cracks.
Gohan's feet have sunk deeply into the rock formation, up to his knees.
Under the overload of energy output, the silver hairs on the body stood upright, as if covered with a layer of silver armor.
He could clearly sense the terrifying destructive power contained in the dark purple energy ball above.
Even the slightest leakage is enough to completely sink the land below.
"Can't retreat... never retreat!"
Gohan bit his lip, and the rusty smell of blood filled his mouth.
This pain further stimulated the wild instinct in his body.
Silver Form's colored eyes were filled with light. Kamehameha, which had already reached its output limit, saw the diameter of the light beam actually increase in size.
The pure silver beam of light erupted with an earth-shaking roar, pushing the dark purple energy ball back up into the sky little by little.
Syn Shenron, suspended in the sky, truly felt the terrifying power coming from below.
A surprised expression appeared on his face for the first time.
This half-blood Saiyan actually continuously increases his power limit in actual combat?
Where does that kind of power that gets stronger the more angry it gets come from?
Syn Shenron snorted coldly and decided not to waste it anymore.
He suddenly opened his hands to both sides and actively detonated the dark purple energy ball.
Violent explosions exploded in the sky, and a violent energy storm swept across the sky.
The clouds were swept away.
Gohan's Kamehameha lost its resistance and rushed straight into outer space like a meteor.
Energy Blast pushed the two of them hundreds of meters away.
Gohan pulled out his legs from the rock formation and shook off the gravel on his body.
Although his breathing was slightly rapid, the Silver Form-colored layer of Aura on his body was getting more intense.
He kicked his feet, his body turned into a silver lightning, and charged towards Syn Shenron again.
This time, Gohan not only did not lag behind in terms of strength, but also showed amazing suppression in terms of fighting skills.
He perfectly combined the breath control method taught by Master Mutaito with the Beast instinct engraved in Saiyan's bones.
Every strike is precise and ruthless, specifically targeting joints and blind spots where the Syn Shenron's defense is weak.
A feint with his left hand forced Syn Shenron to raise his arm to block. His right hand pointed like a knife, directly piercing the gap in the armor of Syn Shenron's right rib.
Syn Shenron was in pain, and struck out with a heavy backhand punch.
Gohan advanced instead of retreating, his body suddenly fell backwards, almost parallel to the ground, and he narrowly avoided this heavy blow.
At the same time, he put one hand on the ground, his legs twisted Syn Shenron's neck like scissors, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and threw the huge thing away.
Syn Shenron rolled several times in the air before barely regaining its balance.
Before he could stabilize his position, Gohan's figure had already appeared above his head, holding fists with both hands, and smashed Syn Shenron's head with a huge force.
Syn Shenron could only raise his arms and cross them above his head for protection.
With a dull impact, Syn Shenron was like a cannonball, smashing straight into the mountains below.
Several towering peaks collapsed one after another under the huge impact, raising dust all over the sky.
Gohan hovered in mid-air, looking down at the ruins below.
He did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but took a deep breath to calm down the churning energy and blood in his body.
He knew very well that Syn Shenron was not fatally injured and this battle was far from over.
Syn Shenron slowly stood up from the pile of rocks.
Dark Silver has several eye-catching white marks on its outer skin, and two of the spikes on its back are broken.
He twisted his neck and made a cracking sound of bones rubbing together.
"Very good. You succeeded in irritating me." Syn Shenron's voice was deep.
Just when Syn Shenron was about to completely release Negative Energy in his body and start the final battle with Gohan, a sudden change occurred.
In the southwest sky, a dark blue stream of light tore through the sky and headed straight for the battlefield at extremely fast speeds.
This aura was extremely manic and flamboyant, with no intention of concealing its existence. It just broke into the battle range between Gohan and Syn Shenron with such fanfare.
Gohan frowned and turned his head to look.
The dark blue stream of light suddenly stopped less than a hundred meters away from the two of them.
The strong wind dissipated, revealing a familiar figure.
His long dark chestnut hair hangs down to his waist, and his compact and muscular muscle lines are covered with short fluff of the same color.
The thick dark red eye shadow is applied around the eye sockets, and paired with the golden eyes, the whole person exudes an extremely proud look that looks down on the world.
Vegeta.
Vegeta, who had just defeated Eis Shenron with a crushing force in the Far North Icefield and successfully broke through to the middle stage of Super Saiyan Fourth Stage, finally followed this powerful evil aura and rushed to the main battlefield.
Vegeta is suspended in the air, with his hands folded in front of his chest.
His eyes glanced around the dilapidated battlefield, and finally locked on Syn Shenron below.
Feeling the huge energy in Syn Shenron's body, which was as vast as the sea and far surpassed Eis Shenron by countless times, the enthusiasm in Vegeta's eyes almost burned.
This is the best prey worthy of his status as Saiyan Prince.
"Gohan, get out of here! This prey is mine!"
Vegeta's voice was hoarse. Obviously, judging from his extremely inflated self-esteem that had just experienced a surge in strength, there was no need for any tactical cooperation or anyone's intervention.
Gohan felt angry, he knew this uncle's temperament very well.
No matter how dangerous the enemy is, Vegeta's damn pride will always make him make the most irrational choice.
"Uncle Vegeta, stop fooling around!"
Gohan shouted loudly to stop,
"This guy is completely different from the previous Evil Dragon! His combat power is extremely high, and his methods are extremely cruel. He is not a whetstone used to verify your strength!"
Vegeta sneered and turned a deaf ear to Gohan's warning.
"Stop telling me what to do, kid. Is a mutated lizard with a few thorns worth your fuss?"
"Your weak character has not changed after all. You are timid when you encounter a decent opponent."
Before he finished speaking, Vegeta's figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
When he appeared again, he was already beside Gohan.
Vegeta raised his foot and kicked Gohan hard on the waist.
Although this kick did not use all his strength, it still contained the power of Super Saiyan 4 Mid-Level.
Gohan was concentrating on guarding against Syn Shenron below, and had no idea that Vegeta would take action against his companions.
Caught off guard, Gohan was kicked and flew across the sky, crashing through the frames of more than a dozen remaining high-rise buildings before finally coming to a halt in the ruins.
Gohan climbed up from the rubble and wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of his mouth. Silver Form's red eyes were full of uncontrollable anger.
"Are you crazy?!"
Vegeta didn't even look at Gohan who was kicked away, but focused entirely on Syn Shenron below.
He twisted his neck, making a clear joint sound, and dark blue Aura began to rise violently around his body.
"You've had enough fun, half-blooded brat. Now, it's the real Saiyan Prince's turn to appear."
Syn Shenron stood quietly and witnessed this ridiculous internal conflict.
He did not take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, nor did he interrupt.
To him, this kind of cannibalism caused by arrogance and stupidity is simply the most wonderful drama in the world.
Looking at the arrogant Saiyan and Syn Shenron above, a cruel smile slowly appeared on their faces.
He always accepts toys delivered to his door.