The figure of Bardock disappeared on the spot.
Frieza's pupils suddenly contracted.
A fist had already touched the tip of his nose.
Bang!
Frieza's head was hit suddenly to one side, and the impact on his neck was so severe that his whole body flew out sideways, and his feet plowed two deep grooves in the grass.
A red afterimage flashed at the edge of his vision.
The next punch followed, this time straight to the abdomen.
Frieza's respiratory arrest.
The impact from the abdomen hit hard on the internal organs.
His whole body was bent like a shrimp, his mouth was wide open but he couldn't breathe out.
Frieza took a few steps back, and his back hit a boulder behind him, crushing the boulder into pieces and sending up dust and mist all over the sky.
"You..."
Frieza wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with surprise.
His normal state Battle Power is extremely high, beyond the reach of ordinary warriors.
Why can this Low-Class Warrior change into a red form to form such a unilateral suppression!
The red punch approaches again.
Bardock has already caught up to him.
Boxing style abandons the gorgeous Kamehameha and redundant postures, leaving only the most primitive violent output.
Every punch carries the will to smash Frieza's skull.
The red Aura on the fist rolled and burned, making the air hiss.
Frieza raised his arms to block, and heavy blows fell one after another like a violent storm.
His arms began to feel numb.
His forearm ached under the heavy pressure, and with every punch he received, he was forced to take a step back.
On the grassland of Namek, the soil was lifted up by the fist wind, and the green turf was torn apart piece by piece.
In the distance, Gine clenched his fists and dug his nails into his palms.
She stared at the red figure in the center of the battlefield, pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.
But those eyes were filled with hot tears.
"Enough!"
Frieza roared loudly, and its long tail swept out like Steel Whip.
Bardock ducked sideways.
Frieza used the turning force of its tail sweep to eject into the air and escape from the close fight.
He was suspended at a high place, looking down at the red-haired figure on the grassland.
His chest rose and fell violently twice before he suppressed his rapid breathing.
"My Majesty originally planned to make you kneel down in an elegant way."
Frieza's voice came down from high in the sky,
"But you have to ask for trouble."
Frieza Slowly open your hands.
Gold spreads from the center of his forehead.
That layer of luster was like molten pure gold poured on the skin, flowing down from the face and quickly covering the chest, limbs and tail.
The light in the sky was instantly dimmed.
An energy that was enough to make the entire planet tremble spread outward.
New Namek The earth's crust made a dull sound, the river in the distance set off huge waves and hit both banks, and the soil on the grassland was dented by the air pressure.
Namekian was forced back by the air waves.
Mori supported the staggering elder beside him and looked up at the dazzling golden light in the sky. His old face was full of solemnity.
Golden Frieza.
His body was completely wrapped in gold, and his eyes turned from scarlet to bright gold.
The thick energy Aura is wrapped in the scorching heat, twisting the air around you into a fuzzy heat wave.
The breath surged to a terrifying level.
The moment the transformation was completed, Frieza lowered his head slightly and examined the tips of his golden fingers.
His nails reflected a cold sheen under the golden light. He curled his fingers with satisfaction before raising his head again.
In front of Krillin's eyes, System Panel quietly appeared a row of data.
"Golden Frieza, Battle Power Assessment: 7 dimensions."
Higher than Super Saiyan God Super Saiyan Bardock.
Krillin raised his eyebrows, moved the corners of his mouth slightly, but made no sound.
"See clearly, monkey."
Frieza's voice echoed in the golden light, and every word hit the ground, causing tiny vibrations.
"This is the evolution of an emperor."
"In that stupid pink Hell, I endured mental torture that you can't imagine, and thus awakened this brand new body."
Frieza raised his head slightly, his golden tail swinging slowly behind him.
"Golden Frieza. Remember this name."
Goku, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but admire in a low voice.
"So strong. That guy Frieza is really much stronger in Hell."
He stared at the golden figure in the sky, clenching his fists unconsciously, and an eager smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
But then he unclenched his fist and suppressed his smile.
This is the battle of Bardock.
It's my father's battle.
He just watched.
Krillin put his hands in his pockets and looked up at the sky.
New gods versus new forms.
One has profound knowledge but shocking energy consumption, while the other is new to the Divine Realm.
This game is not about crushing numerical values, but about whose flaws are exposed first.
In the sky, Frieza moved.
The golden figure swooped down with a scream of compressed air.
A straight punch was aimed at Bardock's face, so fast that it pulled out a golden afterimage in the air.
Bardock tilts his head to avoid it.
The wind from the fist brushed past his ears and whizzed away, blasting a deep rift into the ground far behind him, and the edges of the rift continued to collapse.
Bardock's counterattack arrived at the same time.
Push your right knee up and directly attack Frieza's lower abdomen.
Frieza pressed down with his left elbow to block, and a metallic collision exploded, and the air waves lifted up the turf under his feet.
The two engaged in a high-speed confrontation on the ground.
Fist, elbow, knee, tail.
Frieza's fighting style is precise and cruel, and every move is carried with the calmness of an emperor.
The tail is like a third hand, always looking for blind spots for sneak attacks.
The last punch lured the opponent to defend, and the next second the tail tip was drawn from the side to the back of the head.
Bardock has a completely different style.
Get rid of fancy and superfluous actions.
He has fought for countless years, from sweeping up the lowest planets to facing Death Ball directly from Frieza.
The battlefield honed his movements into the most efficient killing form.
Every blow is a killing move.
Leave no room behind, regardless of the consequences.
Frieza's tail is drawn from the right side.
Bardock didn't dodge and connected hard with his left arm. The crimson Aura exploded on his arm and deflected his tail.
He punched out with his right fist at the same time, hitting Frieza's chest.
Frieza turned sideways to avoid the vital point and hit him with his right fist.
Two fists collide head-on.
The golden and crimson Aura exploded violently at the collision point, and violent air waves swept in all directions.
The ground collapsed outwards from the center of the collision, creating a huge crater, and cracks spread like spider webs into the distance.
Frieza was pushed back half a step.
The dirt beneath his feet formed a low ridge.
Frieza's face turned completely gloomy.
The golden pupils were filled with incredible humiliation.
A Low-Class Warrior who had just stepped into the Divine Realm could actually confront his new form!