The Good-Guy Version of Frieza

In front of Universe 6's preparation area.

Frost wore a gentle smile.

He gave a slight bow and performed an exceptionally gentlemanly salute toward Universe 7.

"It is my honor to have this exchange that spans across universes with all of you."

"Although we must fight as opponents next."

"A match is still only a match."

"I sincerely hope that, regardless of victory or defeat."

"Our two universes can enjoy lasting peace and friendship after this match ends."

His voice was utterly sincere, and he kept an extremely humble posture.

As soon as he said that, the Universe 7 stands fell silent for several seconds.

Everyone was somewhat dumbfounded.

Krillin scratched his bald head and looked beside him in astonishment.

"This guy... is actually such a good person?"

Piccolo frowned slightly and gave a cold snort.

"He has a face exactly like Frieza's."

"He was already irritating to look at."

"Now that he's acting so friendly, I don't even know how to react."

Sun Wuxiu folded his arms and did not even spare Frost on the arena a proper glance.

Because he knew far too well what kind of foul stench was hidden beneath that hypocritical face.

In another corner of the stands.

Frieza sat proudly in his floating chair.

His crimson eyes watched Frost's performance below with great interest.

"Oh?"

A mocking smirk curled across Frieza's lips.

Sun Wuxiu turned around and looked calmly at Frieza.

"Frieza, how do you feel about this?"

When Frieza heard Sun Wuxiu's voice, his eyelid twitched slightly.

He instinctively feared the man wearing the martial arts uniform marked with the character "Xiu."

Although they had not fought when he sought revenge last time, he knew very well that Sun Wuxiu was definitely stronger than Goku and Vegeta.

Yet he still maintained his arrogance