Is a Million Combat Power Strong?

"Haa~~!!!"

A roar erupted from Frieza's throat. In an instant, the battle armor clinging to his body was shattered by a terrifying force, turning into mere fragments.

Only now did Frieza reveal the full appearance of his second form.

Beneath the armor lay his own biological exoskeleton, far tougher than any battle suit.

After stretching his body to ensure he was completely loosened up, Frieza hesitated no longer.

"Nyahahaha~~!!!" A hysterical scream burst from his throat.

He channeled his terrifying power, causing his aura to explode and his strength to surge rapidly.

As Frieza's transformation unfolded, a horrific pressure enveloped a radius of several dozen miles. Countless rocks and gravel floated into the sky, only to be pulverized into dust by the crushing atmospheric pressure.

The mountain beneath Frieza, already reduced to rubble, was now completely leveled by his power.

A daunting pressure slammed into the surroundings. A pale purple film peeled away from Frieza's body, much like a snake shedding its skin.

Immediately following, Frieza's body began to swell and expand. It only stopped once his stature reached nearly two and a half meters, his final form fully stabilized.

He had grown from an infant into an adult.

"It's been so long since I last transformed that I've grown rusty. I didn't expect it to take so much effort—sorry to keep you waiting, little Vegeta." As he spoke, Frieza began to limber up his joints.

With the transformation, his strength had multiplied, his power level exceeding one million. Frieza had regained his lost confidence.

His kingly aura manifested once more, projecting the posture of one who believed himself invincible.

Vegeta remained indifferent. He took a step, leaped, and landed on the island where Frieza stood.

I have to say, he really is damn tall.

Standing face to face, the height difference did indeed make Vegeta feel a sense of oppression.

As expected, growing taller is a matter of urgent priority! Vegeta sighed inwardly.

Grow ten centimeters...

No! I have to grow at least twenty centimeters!

In his past life, he had at least cleared the 180-centimeter mark.

If it weren't for inheriting everything from Vegeta, from his perspective as a transmigrator, he would certainly find this height uncomfortable for viewing the world.

"Tsk~! Little Vegeta, I truly don't know what to say to you. You dare to stand before this King after witnessing my transformation? Do you know? In my eyes, you are nothing but an ant I can crush at will." Frieza let out a sinister laugh.

It had to be said, the adult-sized Frieza was indeed far more intimidating than his first form.

"Then go ahead and crush me, let me see you try." Vegeta didn't indulge Frieza, retorting immediately.

Frieza wasn't annoyed; instead, he was amused. He proceeded to dangle a carrot: "Actually, there is no need for us to be enemies. As long as you hand over those two Dragon Balls, I can promise you that from this day forward, you shall be the second-in-command under this King!"

"The so-called 'one person below, ten thousand above'?" Vegeta sneered.

"No, no, no. Our army is far more than ten thousand; it should be 'above hundreds of millions.' In fact, aside from me, the Universe Emperor, you, Vegeta, will be the greatest." The playfulness in Frieza's eyes deepened.

Vegeta couldn't help but laugh.

At first, the laughter didn't seem like much, but as it continued, it began to change in tone.

"Shut your mouth!!" Frieza clearly sensed the disdain and sarcasm in Vegeta's laughter, his face turning gloomy once more. "Don't blame this King for not warning you—my power level has already exceeded one million!"

"So what? Is a power level of one million supposed to be strong? Weren't you going to crush me? Go ahead, try." Vegeta stopped laughing, his eyes filled with mockery.

A mere million points; he could suppress it with just a little extra effort.

He had played along with Frieza to satisfy his vanity, only to make him feel true despair afterward.

"Then go to hell!!" With a roar, Frieza stepped forward, shattering the earth, and threw a punch aimed directly at Vegeta's face.

The sudden strike was indeed swift, but Vegeta had been prepared for a long time.

He blocked Frieza's fist with one hand, shocking him, and then sneered, "Is that it? Too weak."

"What?!" Veins bulged on Frieza's forehead, his expression turning hideously savage.

The next second, a fierce, storm-like barrage of punches and kicks swept toward Vegeta.

It was indeed extraordinary, far more powerful than his first form.

Yet, the gap in strength was still too obvious.

There was a two-million-point difference in their base states. Even though Frieza seemed to have the advantage in height and build, in Vegeta's eyes, he had only become more clumsy.

"Too slow, too slow, too slow!"

Easily dodging all of Frieza's attacks, Vegeta seized an opening and drove a fist straight into Frieza's vital midsection.

The punch forced Frieza to vomit acidic bile, stained with a trace of blood.

Seeing this, Vegeta didn't hesitate to leap up, delivering a flying kick to his neck that sent him flying backward.

"Boom~~!!!"

The mountain on the adjacent island shattered into dust upon impact, and Frieza was once again buried beneath a pile of rubble.

However, this time was different from before; Frieza reacted quickly, forcibly erupting with his power to avoid the risk of being buried deep underground, and stood firm in the air.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! Die for me!!" In a state of fury, Frieza's frenzied energy attacks bombarded Vegeta incessantly.

The explosions were continuous, and the island where Vegeta had been standing was reduced to ashes under such a bombardment.

The surrounding tens of miles trembled without pause; the scene was too shocking, as if the tectonic plates were undergoing violent movement, terrifying to the extreme.

One could imagine that once a combat power exceeding one million points was unleashed without restraint, it possessed the power to shift tectonic plates at every turn.

If he truly wanted to, a single full-power energy blast could shatter a planet the size of Planet Namek.

"Ohohoho~~! Let's see if you can continue to be arrogant now, my king!" After two full minutes of energy bombardment, Frieza finally ended his attack and let out his signature evil laugh.

With no movement for a long time, Frieza began to pant from the series of expenditures.

Without a Scouter, he was like a blind man at this moment, unaware of whether Vegeta was dead or alive.

Of course, he preferred to believe that Vegeta had been blasted into dust by him.

"You seem quite tired."

Suddenly, a voice came from above, and Frieza's heart tightened as he jerked his head up to look.

Vegeta had appeared above him at some point, looking down at him with a mocking gaze—an expression that once again caused a flicker of panic to rise within him.