"Jeice, are you okay?!"
As the intense light gradually faded, Burter opened his eyes and shouted.
The Ginyu Force was extremely cold-blooded—or rather, most of Frieza's subordinates were cold-blooded creatures, with no feelings or friendship between them whatsoever.
Take Vegeta and Nappa back then, for example. Though both were Saiyans, they showed no mercy when stabbing each other in the back.
In truth, this was the Frieza Force's usual way of doing things, directly tied to the conduct of Frieza, that icy demon.
But Burter and Jeice were considered the two with the better relationship in the Ginyu Force.
Perhaps it was the so-called reason that red and blue had always made a perfect pair.
"I'm fine! I'm okay!"
Jeice's voice rang out. As the aftermath gradually dispersed, lingering terror remained on his face.
A distinct sword slash had appeared on his battle armor, though it had not injured him personally.
Only because the Frieza Force's battle armor possessed astonishing defensive power had it delayed Yamamoto Genryusai for one-thousandth of a second, giving Jeice time to react.
Otherwise, with the temperature of Zanka no Tachi, if it had struck Jeice, he would have had no way to defend himself at all.
"Tch! Still couldn't kill him?"
Yamamoto Genryusai, now bare-chested, said unhappily. He had gone all out, originally hoping to kill one of them in a single strike, but he had still failed.
Though these guys did not have many tricks, their sheer power combined with their speed made them extremely troublesome opponents.
After this exchange, the two of them would certainly become even more vigilant. If they joined forces, the pressure he faced would only grow greater.
Based on his initial assessment, if Burter and Jeice truly coordinated perfectly, Yamamoto Genryusai's chance of defeat would exceed seventy percent.
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