Frieza froze on the spot the moment he heard those words.
For a second, he was completely stunned, his mind utterly blank.
It was as if he had not heard the other party's arrogant words clearly.
Then, he immediately came to his senses.
An uncontrollable surge of rage shot straight to his head.
He flew into a furious rage and let out an extremely piercing shriek.
"One move? You actually dared to say it will only take one move?"
"Are you, you damned wild monkey, looking down on me?!"
The smile on Sun Wuxiu's face did not fade in the slightest.
"I gave you a Senzu Bean and restored you to your peak condition."
"That way, you will not feel dissatisfied afterward."
"Come on. I will give you another chance to attack first."
Seeing that the other party still had such an incomparably arrogant attitude—
Even more contemptuous and conceited than before—
Frieza was enraged beyond reason, his rationality completely gone.
His chest heaved violently, as though his windpipe were about to burst.
His hatred for Sun Wuxiu ranked first in the universe.
After all, it was Sun Wuxiu who had humiliated him so mercilessly back then.
He had even made him suffer inside a cocoon in Hell for more than ten years.
Every day, he had been forced to listen to those damned little Angels singing.
That kind of mental torment had been ten thousand times more painful than physical destruction.
Now that he had finally gotten the chance to confront him head-on—
Sun Wuxiu was acting so indifferent and careless.
He had even shamelessly boasted—
Claiming that one move was all he needed to deal with him.
If one move truly was enough to defeat him so easily—
Then what had been the point of his hellish training