Crushing, The Emperor's End!

"Nonsense!" Frieza roared in a rage.

But deep down, he felt a pang of insecurity.

Because in truth, Lin Chen was not wrong at all.

Regarding the combat power of his strongest form, Frieza had been guessing the entire time.

In fact, ever since the invention of the Scouter, the maximum combat power these devices could detect was just a little over 2 million.

This value was sufficient for over 90% of the creatures in the universe, but it was useless against the Frost Demon race.

Because once they transformed back into their final—or more accurately, their original—form, the combat power of a Frost Demon far exceeded the detection limit of any Scouter.

Therefore, Frieza, his father, and others had always relied on rough estimates for their own combat power.

Take Frieza, for example; he assumed his final form was dozens of times stronger than his third form, so he guessed his combat power must be around 120 million.

Yet in reality, Frieza's judgment was off by a country mile.

When Lin Chen heard Frieza claim his third-stage combat power was 3 million, he felt something was off, because according to the Scouter Bulma had built, Frieza's third-form combat power was only 2.4 million.

Later, when Frieza transformed into his final form, he discovered that Frieza's combat power had only risen to 11 million, a far cry from the 100 million-plus Frieza claimed to have.

At first, he thought Bulma's Scouter had malfunctioned, but when he checked Frieza's combat power with his own system, the result was still 11 million.

The 100 million combat power Frieza had always bragged about was indeed a sham.

Lin Chen had originally been prepared for a fight to the death to avenge Hanasia, but as it turned out, Frieza's strength wasn't even half of his own.

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense!"

At this moment, Frieza let out a series of frustrated, indignant roars: "How could my combat power possibly be only 11 million?"

Lin Chen pointed to the Scouter on his head.

"Frieza, let me tell you something. My Scouter is the latest model invented by a genius; it has no detection limit. It is the one telling me that your combat power is only 11 million."

"What?" Frieza gasped in shock.

"By the way, my combat power exceeds 20 million, and that female Super Saiyan you killed earlier had a combat power of 12 million! So..."

"You are too weak!"

"You wild monkey, how dare you call me, Frieza, weak? Damn it... damn it! I, Frieza, am invincible!"

Frieza suddenly bent his left arm, turned his body halfway to build up power, and in the next moment, a terrifying energy wave was unleashed by Frieza like a flame.

Boom, boom, boom!

It struck Lin Chen squarely.

But that wasn't all; Frieza waved his hands continuously, firing wave after wave of Flame Wave at Lin Chen.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for mastering the technique: Flame Wave!

The dark universe was illuminated by crimson flames for nearly a full minute.

When Frieza stopped, panting, a ferocious grin appeared on his face.

"That'll teach you to call this King weak! Do you know how powerful I am now?"

"Sorry, you are still too weak!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out. Frieza felt as if he had been struck by lightning, freezing in place.

His pupils contracted violently, and a chilling coldness surged from the soles of his feet straight to his brain.

As Lin Chen emerged from the smoke and dust, he saw Frieza, who was already terrified, and caught the flash of fear in his eyes.

Lin Chen sighed.

If not for the fact that Hanasia couldn't survive in a vacuum, she probably could have defeated this version of Frieza.

It was a pity that this Frieza was truly too evil and cunning.

Meanwhile, Frieza's eyes were darting around rapidly.

For the first time in his life, he tasted the flavor of fear.

Facing the threat of death, Frieza panicked internally: No, I must leave here immediately! I have to go to my father! I am no match for him right now! Only my father can protect me!

Knowing that it was impossible to defeat Lin Chen, Frieza focused entirely on escaping.

"Scum, I want you dead!"

Frieza screamed, raised his hand, and conjured a purple-black energy ball out of thin air. This energy ball was filled with wild, surging power. Frieza pointed forward with force, and the energy ball hissed toward Lin Chen.

Ding! Junior Martial Arts Genius talent activated. Learned the technique: Planet Destroyer Bomb!

Just as the system notification rang in Lin Chen's mind, Frieza's body turned into a streak of light, speeding away in the opposite direction.

Over there lay Frieza's Spaceship.

Although Frieza could survive and move in space, space was not like a planet; when traveling between stars, the fastest method was always relying on a Spaceship, not physical strength.

Watching the ship grow larger in the distance, Frieza muttered to himself: "Once I reach my father, I will definitely train hard! Mere Saiyan monkeys! I will absolutely not lose to you again!"

As a natural-born powerhouse, Frieza had never trained since birth. He believed that with his innate talent, as long as he put in some effort, he would surely surpass that Saiyan.

Before long, they were nearing the spaceship. Frieza could even see his terrified subordinates through the portholes.

Suddenly, he noticed his men frantically pounding on the glass, their faces pale with fear, while pointing desperately behind him.

Behind him?

Frieza turned his head and saw a blue light, as dazzling as the sun, suddenly manifest in the space behind him.

Lin Chen pressed his palms together, his gaze locked on Frieza in the distance as he silently chanted, "Ka... me... ha..."

The moment he reached the final syllable, Lin Chen vanished from his spot, narrowly grazing past the energy sphere Frieza had hurled his way.

In the next instant, Lin Chen reappeared directly behind Frieza, causing the tyrant to shudder and turn around in disbelief.

"How did you..." Frieza began, but he couldn't finish his sentence.

Lin Chen shouted the final word.

"ME... HA!"

With a thunderous roar, Lin Chen thrust his hands forward, and a blue energy wave surged forth, tearing through the air with unstoppable, terrifying momentum.

"This King cannot die!"

Knowing it was too late to dodge, Frieza bellowed and spread his palms, attempting to push back Lin Chen's Kamehameha.

However, his hands held the beam back for only a fleeting moment before they were obliterated and swallowed by the horrific energy.

"AAAAHHHHH!!!!!"

A heartbeat later, Frieza himself vanished into the blue light.