Had Enough Fun!

Lin Fan was still silently adding to his thoughts: this guy had reached Golden Form after only four months of training. His talent really was absurd enough to be called cosmic.

Too bad his opponent was Vegeta—the Saiyan Prince who, alongside Son Goku, had been brutally put through his paces by Whis in Hell!

It didn't matter if Frieza had four months or another forty years. He still wouldn't get anywhere near Vegeta's heels!

On the battlefield, Frieza's attacks continued to rain down like a raging storm. But in Vegeta's eyes, it was no different from children playing house.

Vegeta even had plenty of time to mock him:

"Frieza, are you dancing for me?"

"Those limp-wristed moves of yours have less force than a three-year-old!"

"You got beaten black and blue by Son Goku on Namek, and now that your wounds have healed, you've already forgotten the pain? You still dare run wild on Earth?"

"You must be tired of living!"

At those words, Frieza's movements suddenly stopped. The vicious look on his face instantly turned to humiliation.

His crushing defeat on Namek was the greatest shame of his life!

And Vegeta had just brought it up in front of everyone!

"Aaaaaaaaaah! Vegeta! I'll tear you apart!"

Frieza went completely berserk. His aura surged to its limit, and its golden light was almost blinding.

His speed suddenly increased, and his fist came crashing toward Vegeta's face with a crack that tore through the air!

"Too slow!"

Vegeta shook his head slightly and leaned to one side, easily dodging Frieza's punch.

Then his figure became a blur, flickering around Frieza again and again.

Frieza's attacks were like those of a headless fly. He could only flail wildly in place, unable to touch even Vegeta's shadow.

"Had enough fun!"

Vegeta's voice suddenly rang out. In the next instant, he appeared behind Frieza.

He raised his leg and unleashed a sharp side kick!

Thud!

His foot slammed squarely into Frieza's lower back.

Frieza let out a piercing scream as his body flew like a cannonball, crashing into a distant pile of boulders.

Rumble!

The entire pile of boulders collapsed on impact. Dust billowed, and rocks flew everywhere.

Frieza was buried beneath the rubble and lay there, unable to move for a long while.

Seeing this from a distance, Piccolo finally relaxed. He let out a long breath of relief:

"Thank goodness. Vegeta has the upper hand!"

"Frieza doesn't stand a chance!"

Krillin was excited too:

"Prince Vegeta is so cool! This is the strength of a Saiyan!"

"So what if Frieza manages to get back up? Son Goku's right there waiting for him!"

Son Gohan nodded, a relieved smile appearing on his face:

"Yeah. With Uncle Vegeta and Dad here, Earth is safe."

Meanwhile, aboard one of the Frieza Force's spaceships on the other side of the battlefield, a group of trembling soldiers watched the carnage through the portholes.

Seeing their king toyed with like a ball by Vegeta, they were all so frightened that their faces went pale.

"T-the king's going to lose!"

"Vegeta's too strong! The king's no match for him!"

"Why are we even fighting? If we stay here, we'll all die with him!"

"Let's get out of here! Start the ship and leave Earth!"

"Right! As long as we're alive, we'll have a way forward! If the king survives, he'll surely forgive us!"

The Frieza Force soldiers all talked over one another. Not one of them thought of rescuing Frieza; they were all scheming about how to escape.

Soon, the ship's engines roared to life and its doors sealed shut. They were clearly ready for takeoff.

Just then, a furious roar shook the heavens from within the rubble!

Rumble!

The dust burst outward as Frieza shot into the sky.

His body was covered in wounds. His golden aura still blazed fiercely, but it seemed on the verge of flickering out.

His eyes burned with resentment and madness as he glared at Vegeta.

"Vegeta! You've truly enraged me!"

"Since you're begging to die, I'll destroy this planet!"

"I'll make you and the Earth perish together!"

Frieza brought his hands together in front of his chest as energy gathered around him at a furious pace.

Terrifying waves of energy swept in every direction. The clouds above were torn apart, and the ground began to tremble violently.

A gigantic purple sphere of energy slowly took shape in his hands. A light of destruction glimmered across its surface, and even the space around it began to warp.

"That's... Supernova!"

Piccolo's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm:

"Frieza's gone mad! He's going to destroy Earth!"

Son Goku's expression turned grave as well. He stepped forward, ready to jump in at any moment.

Vegeta looked at the Supernova in Frieza's hands. There wasn't a trace of fear on his face; instead, he wore a mocking smile:

"Supernova? You dare show your face with a trash move like that?"

"You think this will let you beat me? Keep dreaming!"

Vegeta slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up.

Golden energy gathered furiously, with crackling bolts of lightning mixed into it.

A terrifying wave of energy radiated from his palm, faintly overpowering Frieza's Supernova!

"Big Bang Attack!"

Vegeta roared and thrust his right hand forward!

The golden sphere of energy, laced with lightning, shot like a meteor toward Frieza's Supernova!

BOOM!!!

The two terrifying blasts collided, unleashing an ear-splitting explosion.

Blinding light illuminated the entire sky. A terrifying shock wave spread wildly outward from the point of impact.

The ground below split open in enormous cracks. Distant mountain peaks were swept away by the shock wave and reduced to dust.

Frieza's Supernova was like paper before Vegeta's Big Bang Attack. It was overwhelmed in an instant!

The terrifying energy that remained swept like a tidal wave into Frieza.

"Urgh!"

Frieza spat out a mouthful of blood. His body fell from the sky like a broken kite and crashed into the ground, raising clouds of dust.

"It's not over!"

Frieza struggled to his feet. His mind was already growing hazy, but he forced himself to hold on with his last remaining strength.

He spread his arms, and countless purple energy blasts shot toward Vegeta like a dense rainstorm.

It was his final, desperate struggle!

Vegeta stayed where he was, too lazy to even move.

His golden aura shuddered slightly, sending out an invisible shock wave.

The incoming energy blasts were all shattered before they could reach him!

The black smoke from the explosions was instantly swept away by the shock wave, too.

Vegeta brushed the dust off his clothes and looked contemptuously at Frieza, sprawled on the ground:

"It's over, Frieza."

"The gap between us is like the distance between heaven and earth!"

Frieza lay sprawled on the ground, his body twitching. He stared at Vegeta, who was completely unharmed, his eyes full of despair and panic.

He couldn't understand it. He had trained for four months to attain Golden Form, so why had Vegeta crushed him so completely?

Just then, a tremendous rumble sounded.

Frieza instinctively looked up.

His spaceship was shooting flames as it sped straight into the sky.

Through the portholes, he could see that none of his former subordinates even looked back at him. They were all desperately trying to pilot the ship, eager to flee Earth and all its trouble.

They had abandoned him!

At the moment he needed support most, his own subordinates had run off without him!

Frieza watched the spaceship fly farther and farther away, his eyes bulging and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. His body gave a few violent spasms, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes blazed with endless humiliation and fury, but he no longer had the strength to stand.