Son Goku's hair also changed from black to fiery red at the same moment, and every hair strand glowed with a warm light like lava.
At the same time, the energy that had always existed in the form of qi in his body underwent a complete transformation at that moment.
That kind of transformation is not an increase in magnitude, but a reshaping of texture, from ordinary Saiyan energy to something completely different, deeper, more stable, and closer to the rhythm of the universe itself.
"This... this is..." Son Goku looked down at his hands, then raised his arms and turned them over in front of his eyes, his eyes stopping and stopping on the layer of flaming red aura.
"The hair has turned red, and it looks similar to Super Saiyan 4 Full Power." Raditz stood outside the circle, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
"It's different." Bardock slowly shook his head, took his hand back, and locked his eyes on Son Goku, "Super Saiyan 4 Full Power just made his hair red, and the light emitting from his body is different from the current one. It seems like a flame is burning now."
"Hmph, you didn't get the most important point right." Vegeta tightened his arms around his chest a little more and snorted from his nose, "Didn't you notice? Kakarot's breath has completely disappeared."
"Vegeta is right." Reiz took his hand back, nodded, and looked at Son Goku, "Now Goku is releasing Divine Power, which is different from the energy before. You should feel your own Divine Power. You will need to transform yourself in the future."
"Okay, I understand." Son Goku nodded solemnly, put his hands back and hung them by his side, closed his eyes and silently felt the fresh Divine Power breath for a few breaths. Then he opened his eyes, glanced around the field, and finally landed on Broly. The corner of his mouth slowly opened, "Broly, do we two want to fight again?"
"No!" Broly refused decisively, crossing his hands in front of his chest to make a big cross, "Do you want to use me as a guinea pig?"
"So...Buu, let's give it a try?" Son Goku turned his attention to Majin Buu and waved to him.
"Okay." Buu nodded, rubbed his two fat hands in front of his body, and took two steps forward with his round body to stand still.
The two stood at each other's feet.
Son Goku turned its toes in a small half circle on the ground to adjust its center of gravity, while Buu hung its two fat hands on both sides of its body and tilted its head to look at him.
"I'm going to start, Buu." Son Goku said hello and bent slightly toward him.
"Yeah." Buu nodded again, grinning slowly.
"Whoops!"
The next moment, Buu's arm suddenly stretched like a rubber band, the pink arm drew a straight trajectory in the air, and his fist hit Son Goku's cheek.
That fist was wrapped in a layer of dark arrogance unique to God of Destruction, and it let out a short scream as it tore through the air.
"Bang!"
The fist hit Son Goku firmly on the face.
Son Goku's face was beaten to the side, his chin tilted to the left, and a trace of transparent saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
His body staggered half a step to the right due to the force, and his heels rubbed against the ground before he stabilized himself.
"Hehe!" Buu grinned happily, retracted his elongated arm, and gently shook his shoulders in place.
"Not bad, you always like to use the same trick." Son Goku slowly straightened his head, rubbed the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and looked at Majin Buu with a smile.
There was no pain in his expression, only a kind of excitement that gradually grew during the battle.
"Oh?" Buu was stunned, but he didn't expect Son Goku to be quite resistant to being beaten.
He tilted his head, and his round eyes paused on Son Goku for a moment longer, as if he was reassessing the strength of this opponent.
"Whoosh!"
Son Goku's body swayed and appeared directly in front of Buu at an extremely fast speed.
His right fist was clenched tightly, and the surface of his fist was covered with a layer of red Divine Power. He hit Buu in the abdomen with a short and precise uppercut.
"Bang!"
The fist was deeply embedded into Buu's round belly, pressing the soft pink belly into an obvious dent.
Buu's body was slightly pushed back by the force, and he took half a step back on his heels before he stabilized himself.
"Hey!" Buu was even happier, grinning from the corner of his mouth to the back of his ears.
He pushed his belly out suddenly, and the elasticity was stronger than a spring.
"Bang!"
With a dull roar, Buu's belly hit Son Goku hard like a springboard that was pressed to the limit, knocking him backwards and flying out.
Son Goku's body rolled half a circle in the air and hit the courtyard wall.
Just as he was about to smash through the wall, Reiz's voice came from the side in time. "Don't destroy the wall!"
"Ah... Okay." Son Goku turned his head in mid-air and glanced behind him. At the moment when he was about to hit the wall, his body was suddenly lifted up, and he soared into the sky, swept out from above the courtyard wall, and flew high into the sky.
He hovered there and looked down.
Buu looked up, kicked his feet hard on the ground, and his whole body turned into a pink afterimage, and also rushed into the sky.
As he lifted off, he stretched out his hands outward at the same time, condensing a dark purple ball of Energy Blast in each palm, and threw it in the direction of Son Goku.
Two groups of Energy Blast, dragging slender trails, roared away like discharged cannonballs.
Son Goku was hovering in mid-air, looking at the two dark purple Energy Blasts that were approaching rapidly. He raised his hands, moved his left and right palms together from both sides toward the middle at the same time, and accurately hit the side of the first Energy Blast, deflecting it off its trajectory.
Immediately afterwards, his body turned a small circle in the air, and he slapped the bottom of the second Energy Blast with his backhand, sending it flying upwards.
"Boom!"
Two Energy Blasts that deviated from their original trajectory exploded one after another at high altitude, setting off two surging clouds of thick smoke and dazzling light.
"Whoosh!"
Son Goku's figure swayed again, and while Buu was still readjusting his figure, he appeared directly opposite him. His right elbow tensed into a sharp line and hit Buu hard on the cheek.
"Bang!"
The tip of the elbow dug deeply into Buu's cheek, pressing an obvious depression into his round face.
Buu's body was pushed to the side by the force, but he quickly stabilized his center of gravity and slapped him back with his backhand.
"Crack!"
The chubby palm slapped Son Goku firmly on the cheek, the force was neither light nor heavy, and it just hit Son Goku's head half an inch to the side.
The two stopped moving high in the air, looked at each other for a moment less than an arm's length apart, and then moved at the same time.