Already Doubting Life? It's Just the Beginning!

"What's wrong? Can our Universe Emperor Frieza 'Lord' also show such an expression?" Vegeta controlled his body to move forward, while Frieza controlled his Hover Pod to retreat.

This instinctive retreat had already betrayed Frieza's nervous state of mind at this moment.

Seeing this, Vegeta was very satisfied and continued to tease him: "Oh? It seems you are truly afraid of me."

Repeatedly mocked by Vegeta, Frieza realized that his own evasive behavior was only fueling Vegeta's arrogance.

To think that he, the dignified Universe Emperor, was being ridiculed by this wild monkey, Vegeta.

Back then, he had wiped out Planet Vegeta with ease, and could even effortlessly exterminate the entire Saiyan race.

It was he who had shown mercy and spared him!

"You are truly courting death, Vegeta!" Frieza leaped up, finally abandoning that baby carriage.

To this, Vegeta merely smiled, looking up at Frieza, who stood high in the sky, with complete indifference.

In the next second, not bothering with any more nonsense, he vanished from his spot in an instant and closed in on Frieza.

Under Frieza's shocked gaze, he appeared directly before him.

Frieza gritted his teeth and threw a punch at the approaching Vegeta. Although it clearly connected, his fist felt absolutely nothing.

"An afterimage?!" Frieza was greatly alarmed, and before he could react, his body lost control and plummeted toward the earth.

"BOOM!!!" A thunderous vibration echoed.

The entire island was nearly sunk by Frieza's impact.

Vegeta stood exactly where Frieza had been, his eyes filled with mockery as he slowly descended.

Just a moment ago, the instant Frieza's punch hit his afterimage, Vegeta had used super-speed to move behind him, giving him no chance to react before landing a heavy blow to the back of his neck, which resulted in Frieza's fall.

Descending from the sky, Vegeta locked onto Frieza's energy and landed on a protruding rock.

Frieza was still amidst the thick dust, and one could feel his energy fluctuating violently.

"Come out, Frieza. If one punch is all it takes to put you down, then you truly disappoint me."

As his voice faded, a storm suddenly erupted from the center of the swirling dust.

Soon, Frieza charged out, though he lacked his previous air of superiority.

"Good, very good! Vegeta, this King wants to see just how much ability you really have now!" Frieza said, charging straight at him.

Vegeta could feel the dark energy surrounding him.

If he were still the version of himself with only a few tens of thousands in combat power, he wouldn't even think of resisting; he would only feel terror.

But to the current him, Frieza was no different from an ant if he didn't transform.

His base form was at least over 3 million, while Frieza's first form was a mere 530,000 in combat power.

Even if he transformed into his second form, it would only be a little over a million, and his third form would be at most a measly two or three million.

Facing Frieza's "ferocious" assault, Vegeta didn't take it seriously at all, keeping his arms crossed and dodging all of his punches and kicks with ease.

"Haven't you eaten, Frieza? Thinking you can hit me with this kind of speed is nothing but a pipe dream." Vegeta mocked while dodging.

In truth, he could have knocked Frieza into total helplessness with a single punch.

That previous strike had only used ten percent of his strength; otherwise, Frieza would have had trouble even crawling up by now.

The reason he was doing this, the reason he was using such methods to toy with Frieza, was for revenge!

That's right!

He had inherited everything of Vegeta's, including the memories of this lifetime. Although they weren't things he had experienced bit by bit, there was no difference from personal experience, for he was Vegeta now.

For so many years, the hatred for Frieza and the pain in his heart were being vented and cleansed in this way.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! You dare to toy with this King!!" Frieza grew more ferocious and irritable with every strike.

How many years had it been? From his birth until now, he had always been the one to hold others in the palm of his hand. Aside from that one existence, no one had ever dared to dictate terms to him.

The barrage of punches and kicks was relentless, and Vegeta gradually grew bored.

It wasn't until Frieza changed his tactics, creating distance before unleashing an energy bombardment, that this round of attacks finally ended.

"How about that? Now you know my power." A full-power energy bombardment hitting head-on—such power could shatter a planet; he didn't believe Vegeta could be unscathed.

Yet, a moment later, Vegeta's voice reached his ears like a devil's whisper.

"Not much."

"What?!" Frieza's spirit tightened. He turned around in a panic, only to see Vegeta raising his hand, two fingers pressed against his own forehead.

Anger, terror, disbelief...

"Doubting life already? It's only just begun!"

Vegeta faced Frieza with a cold expression, then suddenly turned his fingers into a palm and let out a fierce shout.

A terrifying shockwave blasted Frieza away in an instant.

Vegeta did not hesitate; he flared his energy to catch up to Frieza and slammed a heavy punch directly into his chest, causing him to wail in pain, cough up blood, and continue flying backward at high speed.

The attack had only just begun. Vegeta accelerated to catch up, maneuvering beneath Frieza before delivering a kick that sent him soaring into the sky.

It wasn't over yet. Exploding with energy, Vegeta surged into the clouds, arriving at the high altitude first to await Frieza's ascent. Just as Frieza regained control of his body, Vegeta grabbed him by the face and dragged him in a straight line toward the ground.

"BOOM—!!!"

A massive island was shattered by the terrifying force of the impact, and Vegeta continued to drag Frieza's head, grinding it ruthlessly against the earth.

Only after he felt sufficiently satisfied did he toss Frieza away, slamming him into the mountainside of another island.

The mountain crumbled instantly, burying Frieza's body beneath countless shards of rock.

At this point, the battle seemed to have reached its conclusion, as Frieza had shown no ability to fight back and must surely be severely wounded.

Of course, only Vegeta knew that he had only used twenty percent of his power to warm up, merely humoring Frieza.

If Frieza didn't transform next, he would stop being polite and finish him off directly.

When it came down to it, if Frieza didn't still possess enough strength to serve as a test for his power after becoming a Super Saiyan, Vegeta would have truly wiped him out already.

At any rate, he had vented enough of his anger.

Meanwhile, on the other side of Planet Namek.

Grand Elder was observing the battle from every angle through his psychic perception.

Although he had long guessed this would be the outcome, seeing it with his own eyes still left Grand Elder feeling immensely shocked.