His Name

At this moment, the situation on the arena changed once again.

After extensive probing and calculation, although Hit had suffered a great deal of damage, with blood staining the corners of his mouth and even his chest, his gaze had become sharper than ever.

His probing and preparations were complete.

Using one of Frieza's heavy blows, Hit smoothly opened up an extremely safe distance.

He steadied himself, took a deep breath, and locked his gaze onto Frieza across from him.

Then.

An intensely restrained purple aura suddenly burst from his right fist.

Hit did not attempt to activate any time-stopping ability again.

He simply sent that purple aura hurtling straight toward Frieza from afar along with his punch.

Facing the invisible aura unleashed by Hit, Frieza let out a disdainful sneer.

He did not dodge. He merely raised his right hand and directly slapped the incoming aura away with the back of it.

Relying on the immense strength of his Golden Form, he casually batted the attack aside, causing it to explode at the edge of the arena.

At the very instant Frieza raised his hand to swat away the attack, purple light flickered over Hit's body.

Time-Skip activated.

Hit directly crossed the distance through space and appeared right behind Frieza.

He raised his right fist, making the opening motion for a direct strike at the back of Frieza's head.

However, Frieza had long been prepared.

The moment he deflected the attack, he had already observed the faint contraction of Hit's muscles before he activated his ability and locked onto the timing of his landing point in advance.

Without turning around, Frieza twisted his waist and swung his right arm behind him in a ferocious punch.

However, Hit's battle intelligence showed itself at that moment. He had anticipated Frieza's anticipation.