Prince Vegeta Takes the Field

Son Goku was also greatly startled by Frieza's sudden surge in strength.

A bead of cold sweat slowly ran down his forehead.

He spoke in surprise.

"Can you really increase your power to this extent?"

"Frieza, you really are a good opponent."

Frieza sneered, his face twisted as he spoke.

"I have no interest in being your opponent."

"I merely sincerely hope that you die!"

With that said.

Frieza moved at once, turning into a golden afterimage.

He charged straight toward Son Goku.

Son Goku's gaze sharpened as he instantly entered a battle stance.

He extended his right hand and steadily blocked Frieza's incoming attack.

Their fists and kicks collided as their speed increased with every exchange.

Their power also erupted without restraint, sending waves of air through the sky.

The two continued their fierce exchange.

Gradually.

Son Goku even unleashed Kaioken.

Red and blue aura flames surged wildly through the sky.

However.

Even with Son Goku unleashing such immense power.

Frieza in his Golden Form could still keep up with his pace.

After an intense clash.

Both of them had begun to sweat.

They were even breathing a little heavily.

Meanwhile, on the deck below.

Vegeta tightly crossed his arms over his chest and clicked his tongue heavily.

He looked up at the sky and spoke.

"Frieza has indeed become much stronger."

"The extent of his increase in power exceeded everyone's expectations."

"But."

Vegeta frowned deeply.

"That idiot Kakarot."

"We've fought to this point, and he's still holding back."

Vegeta silently calculated to himself.

"Should I step in now?"

Relying on his battle instincts.

Vegeta estimated that this should already be Frieza's limit.

If he decisively stepped in at this moment.

Then he, the great Vegeta, would surely win this battle without any effort.

At that thought.

A flash