Broly hovered high in the air for a moment, then opened its mouth wide, and a dazzling golden light surged from the depths of its throat.
The light gathered in his mouth and became thicker and thicker, and fine arcs could even be seen beating around the edges.
"Whoops!"
A thick golden cannon shot out from his mouth, dragging a long tail flame and hitting Son Goku below.
Wherever the beam passed, the air was burned into a twisted trajectory, making a sharp whistling sound.
Son Goku raised his head and looked at the golden beam that was getting closer and closer, took a deep breath, put his palms together and pushed them forward, palms facing outward.
"Kamehameha!"
An equally thick Qigong wave erupted from between his palms, wrapped in a layer of dark red flames, and met Broly's mouth cannon head-on.
The moment two powerful energies collided in the sky, a dazzling spherical shock wave exploded.
The light surged violently at the point of collision, emitting a continuous roar and shaking the transparent barrier above into circles of fine ripples.
Son Goku's gaze stopped for a moment at the point of collision.
He did not continue to increase his power output, and the thrust of his hands was reduced at that moment.
Broly's golden muzzle gun immediately overwhelmed his Kamehameha, and the beam of light fell downwards with the remaining power.
Son Goku At the moment when the beam of light approached, he swung his right palm upwards, and the palm of his hand was covered with dark red flames and struck the side of the golden beam of light head-on.
"Crack!"
The cannon was deflected from its original trajectory by this palm, flew past his shoulder, hit the transparent Angel barrier behind, and exploded into a ball of fleeting sparks.
"Whoosh!"
Son Goku's toes touched the ground a little, his body swayed, and his whole body disappeared from the place in an instant.
The next moment, he had appeared behind Broly, his right palms together to form a knife, with the palm edge facing down, about to land on the back of Broly's neck.
Broly felt the approaching air pressure from behind, turned his head suddenly, raised his right hand, palm facing outward, and waved it quickly in the direction of Son Goku: "Wait a minute, I give in!"
His voice was a bit urgent, but there was no unwillingness on his face, only a smile that lingered after the fun.
The edge of Son Goku's palm stopped less than a palm's width away from the back of Broly's neck.
He calmed down, put his palm down, grinned, and nodded slightly.
The two of them fell slowly from the sky, and the soles of their boots stepped on the gravel ground, making a soft sound at the same time.
Broly flicked his wrist and turned his head to glance at Son Goku. The bellicose light in his eyes not only did not subside, but instead burned a little brighter.
Vegeta is already dumbfounded.
He folded his arms in front of his chest, lowered his chin, and his whole posture seemed to have been deprived of support from within.
Kakarot defeated Broly!
Damn it! So shameless!
I hate reborn guys!
Why am I not reborn!
These words were repeated over and over in his mind, and with every turn, the sore feeling in his chest became heavier.
"Yes, he is indeed the reborn Goku." Reiz leaned on the back of the chair, folding his hands and placing them in front of his abdomen, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"Yes, yes, it is indeed very strong." Linoshi nodded and took Scepter back to his side.
"Mr. Reiz, I heard that you are very strong, can I give it a try?" Son Goku turned around, hung his hands by his side, and looked directly at Reiz. The excitement of fighting in his eyes had not completely dissipated, and a new layer of expectation was added at this moment.
"Of course." Reiz nodded slightly, stood up from the chair, and moved his neck and wrists.
"How much better are you now compared to when you were at your peak in your previous life?" Reiz tilted his head and asked casually.
"Probably less than 10%." Son Goku scratched the back of his head and answered calmly. There was no show off or humility in his tone, he was just stating a fact that he knew well.
Vegeta's body leaning against the wall stiffened suddenly.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes fell on Son Goku's childish face, he twitched the corners of his mouth twice, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth. "You... you, you... what did you say?"
The current Kakarot is less than 10% of his previous life's strength?
How strong would this guy be if he returned to his peak form?
Isn't even Reiz his opponent?
Vegeta leaned against the courtyard wall, with his arms folded in front of his chest, his chin lowered, and his eyes stopped for a long time on the cracked lines on the ground.
"Yes, I hope your strength can be fully utilized as soon as possible." Reiz stood up from his seat, moved his neck, and waved to Son Goku, with his palm facing up.
Son Goku stood there, looking around Reiz, and frowned slightly.
He saw that Reiz had no intention of transforming. He didn't even release his energy, and just stood there normally.
"Reiz, won't you transform? Fight with my Super Saiyan 4 as normal?" Son Goku put his hands down from in front of him and tilted his head, with obvious uncertainty in his tone.
"Transformation is just a crooked way. What I want is to return to my true nature." Reiz said with a smile on his face and an unhurried tone, "Integrating power into the body without having to switch forms to release it is the real way to go."
"That's what I say... but you can't have powerful energy without transforming." Son Goku scratched the back of his head and frowned, still not fully understanding.
"Come on." Reiz waved to him again, holding his fingers together and spreading them out.
"Then I'm not welcome!" Son Goku nodded seriously, clenched his right fist at his side, turned his toes on the ground, and his body's center of gravity sank.
"Boom!"
He kicked his feet, and his whole body turned into a dark red afterimage, and rushed in front of Reiz in the blink of an eye.
The right fist was wrapped in a layer of solid arrogance, and the wind of the fist tore through the air, sending out a short scream and hitting Reiz straight in the face.
Reiz didn't even move his body's center of gravity. He raised his right hand and stretched out an index finger. The fingertip was placed squarely on the center of Son Goku's fist.
The moment the two forces collided, a fine wave of air exploded from where the fists and fingers met, shaking the sand and gravel under their feet to roll around in a circle, and then stopped completely.
Son Goku's fist stopped in mid-air and could no longer move forward.
He looked down at Reiz's index finger that was still on his fist, and then looked up at Reiz's face that still had a faint smile on it. His mouth was slightly open and didn't close for a long time.
"So strong!" Son Goku, after a brief moment of sluggishness, his eyes suddenly lit up with excitement, and he grinned, "You didn't even lose your breath just now, did you?"
"Yes, you are amazing too. This punch can at least shake my fingers." Reiz retracted his hand and put it in his pocket, speaking in a casual tone.
The corner of Son Goku's mouth twitched, he took his hand back, looked down at his fist that still had residual strength, then raised it again to look at Reiz's index finger that was motionless, and finally let out a long sigh.