Super Saiyan?

"Is that so?" Wang Yang suddenly raised his head, his gaze sharp as he stared at King Cold across from him.

Suddenly, King Cold spat blood and flew backward. A moment later, a tremendous sonic boom rang out, and Wang Yang's figure gradually vanished from where he stood.

Wang Yang punched King Cold flying, then flashed behind him again and kicked him hard in the waist, sending him soaring into the sky.

Wang Yang kept flashing through the air, batting King Cold back and forth. The dull thuds of punch after punch landing echoed through the sky.

Wang Yang clasped his hands together and brought them down like a hammer, smashing them into King Cold's hard skull and driving him into the ground.

Boom!

The earth erupted into a massive crater, and dust filled the sky.

Wang Yang hovered in midair, coolly gazing at the crater in the smoke. A powerful Ki Blast gathered in his right hand, then roared down with the force of a landslide and struck King Cold inside.

Rumble!

Blinding light filled the entire sky. From space, one would have seen an enormous sphere of light spreading across the planet's surface, making the whole world shudder violently.

High above, Wang Yang glanced down. His stern face showed no trace of emotion. He knew King Cold wouldn't be so easily defeated, especially since his battle power was far greater than Wang Yang's current strength.

"Damn you!" A world-shaking roar came from below. A moment later, King Cold, wreathed in purple energy, burst out of the smoke and launched a fierce attack at Wang Yang.

King Cold had thought the Saiyan before him had returned to his normal form, and that his strength had dropped accordingly. Caught off guard after letting his guard down, he had been beaten before he could react.

Now King Cold was filthy all over, and his immense aura fluctuated unsteadily.

Wang Yang snorted. Instead of retreating, he charged forward and fought King Cold head-on.

Smack!

The large and small fists collided, sending rippling waves of air surging in every direction.

Whoosh!

The two figures separated, then appeared on a nearby hillside at the same time. Their elbows crashed together, and the tremendous force shattered the slope below them.

The two figures flashed back and forth, filling the entire sky. Their fierce battle scattered the dark clouds overhead, revealing the glaring sun.

King Cold hurled a purple energy sphere at him. Wang Yang twisted at the waist and dodged it. After evading the attack, he swept his right hand forward and returned fire with a blue energy sphere.

Boom!

King Cold caught the energy sphere in his fan-like hand. With a cold laugh, he squeezed it apart.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance to live. Call me Dad, and I'll spare your life," King Cold suddenly said.

"You think you can be my dad? It won't be long before I twist your head off and kick it around like a ball." Wang Yang chuckled coldly.

Seeing that the boy wouldn't bend, King Cold's expression darkened.

"Could you be the Legendary Super Saiyan?" A thought struck King Cold, and he scrutinized Wang Yang. The kid before him was so young, yet already this powerful—hundreds, even thousands of times stronger than King Vegeta. If he wasn't the Legendary Super Saiyan, who was?

In that case, his ancestor's warning had probably been unnecessary. His own strength far surpassed his ancestor's, so now he could toy with this Legendary Super Saiyan as he pleased!

"The Legendary Super Saiyan? No, I'm not one yet. The true Legendary Super Saiyan is someone else," Wang Yang said calmly.

"Who?" King Cold's eyes narrowed.

This Saiyan was already so powerful and gifted, yet he still wasn't the Legendary Super Saiyan. Just how strong was the real one? King Cold was utterly shocked.

"You don't need to know. Just know that his battle power far surpasses mine," Wang Yang said calmly.

Wang Yang had no idea whether Broly was stronger than him at the moment, but he didn't mind making King Cold uneasy.

Wang Yang's words weighed heavily on King Cold. His expression turned dark and uncertain, clearly wary of the Legendary Super Saiyan Wang Yang had mentioned.

"Warm-up's over. I'm going to use my full strength. Get ready to feel despair!" King Cold rolled his arms and widened his eyes. His burly body vanished in an instant.

Wang Yang was startled and shot rapidly into the sky. King Cold's speed at full strength was so great that Wang Yang could barely keep up.

"Over here!" King Cold roared, appearing above Wang Yang. His right leg came crashing down like a giant axe.

The wind howled. Before his leg even reached Wang Yang, its tremendous force bore down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Wang Yang hurriedly raised both arms. A force too great to withstand surged through his arms and spread across his entire body. He dropped like a meteor, smashing through five or six mountains before plunging into solid rock and leaving a character-shaped crater in the mountainside.

'He's so strong—several times stronger than I am right now!' Feeling the pain coursing through his body, Wang Yang grimaced with a bitter smile.

The sunlight vanished. Wang Yang looked up and saw King Cold looming above him, though he hadn't noticed when he arrived.

Boom!

King Cold's fist came crashing down, and his iron fist instantly blew the mountainside apart.

"Hm?"

King Cold looked puzzled when he didn't feel his fist connect with flesh.

Just before the blow landed, Wang Yang had used Afterimage Strike to dart away, appearing behind King Cold. He gathered a Super God Ki Blast in both hands and struck King Cold in the back.

"What?" King Cold felt the powerful force hit his back. Wang Yang's shockwave had actually driven him into the ground, blasting a huge crater into it.

"Damn little monkey!"

With his tenacious vitality, King Cold charged in again before long and launched another fierce attack at Wang Yang.

The previous attack had felt like a kitten scratching him. The injuries were minor, but they were a blow to his pride.

There was no denying that King Cold was terrifyingly strong when he fought at full power. Wang Yang desperately dodged and defended, but could barely fight back. His injuries continued to worsen.

The sun gradually shifted westward, its golden light turning orange-red.

"Damn monkey, you sure can take a beating." King Cold punched Wang Yang flying, then stood on the ground, breathing a little heavily.

Wang Yang stubbornly scrambled to his feet. He had trained his body day in and day out for more than ten years, building remarkable toughness. Even against an enemy far stronger than him, he had managed to hold on for half a day.

By this point, the high-intensity battle had left Wang Yang utterly exhausted. His eyes were heavy with fatigue.

"King Cold!" Wang Yang leaped down in front of him and forced a smile.

"What is it? Want to beg for mercy? Even if you do, I'll still crush you." King Cold wore a victorious expression, though his joy was tinged with frustration. It had taken him this long to defeat the boy, which was hardly satisfying.

If his two sons found out, who knew how they'd mock him for getting old.