A muffled thud rang out as the violent punch landed squarely on Broly, forcing his tall frame to stagger a few steps to the side.
Taking advantage of this critical opening, Cabba shrank back, broke free from Broly's grasp, and quickly retreated to join Caulifla.
"Call..."
"Call..."
Cabba pressed his aching, bloodless arm, breathing heavily.
"That bastard Broly... he's absolutely terrifying, it's suffocating..."
Even now, after his head-on confrontation with Broly, Cabba still feels lingering fear.
He was already extremely cautious before the battle even started, as countless companions had warned him to be wary of this burly monster that emitted a strange, grassy-green aura after transforming.
But when it came to face-to-face combat, he experienced the despair of helplessness.
No matter how hard you try to guard against it, it seems you can never escape the clutches of this monster!
"That's right, his explosive speed is just too outrageous! I had already pushed my movement speed to its absolute limit just now."
"But as I rushed closer to him, his gleaming green eyes remained fixed on me the entire time..."
"It's like... no matter how I try to dodge, I can't escape his line of sight!"
Caulifla was well aware of this as well. Even now, recalling the domineering and suppressive power Broly had just displayed still sent chills down her spine.
As expected of a top-tier tough guy who could crush and eliminate Jiren from Universe 11 -on!
This combat power is ridiculously strong!
" Caulifla!"
Suddenly, Cabba, standing nearby, called out Caulifla's name with a grave expression.
Caulifla was slightly taken aback and turned her head to look at Cabba, who had called her.
"What are you doing?"
Cabba's eyes were tightly closed, his face extremely pained. After a few seconds of suppressed silence, he gritted his teeth and said:
"In this bloody battle concerning the survival of the universe, I'm afraid there's absolutely no chance that the two of us will be the last ones standing!"
"Although we used to dislike each other back in Universe 6, I feel really good to have fought alongside you to this point!"
"Our only mission right now is to hold off this green-haired monster at all costs, buying time and an opportunity for Gogeta, the fusion of GT Son Goku and GT Vegeta!"
"So... let's fight together! Every second we can buy is a second of precious time!!"
Seeing Cabba's desperate, all-or-nothing attitude, Caulifla's eyes flickered slightly.
Although she is usually carefree and impulsive, when faced with a truly desperate situation on the verge of extinction, she can't help but feel a sense of sorrow and resentment.
In this extremely brutal Tournament of Power, the losing side is destined to be wiped out and evaporated by the Grand Zeno.
In the past, in the Universe 6, she was hailed by countless people as a one-in-a-million genius with extraordinary talent. But now, facing this group of truly monstrous experts, her once-proud talent is utterly useless.
These guys in front of her were like insurmountable mountains and chasms; even if she used 200% of her combat power, it wouldn't be enough to withstand a single punch from them.
Now, most of their comrades from Universe 6 have already been defeated and eliminated, and the number of people in the stands is dwindling. Only they and Universe 7 remain on the field.
The hopes of all living beings in the universe could not be placed on her, this so-called "genius," but were entirely on the shoulders of Gogeta helper from another dimension.
"Heh... Cabba, thank you for fighting me to the bitter end today. Since that's the case, let's treat this battle as our final act!"
Caulifla took a deep breath, straightened her spine, and stared intently at Broly in front of her, her eyes becoming incredibly resolute and determined.
Cabba was also infected by Caulifla's emotions. He straightened his back and stood firm, and the panic that had been lingering in his heart vanished instantly.
"Oh dear? Why are you two weaklings having such a sentimental chat right here? Don't you know anything?"
"If I had taken action while you were rambling, you two would have been eliminated long ago!"
Broly crossed his arms and looked at Cabba and Caulifla, who stood there fiercely, and sneered.
Broly was telling the truth. Caulifla's desperate attack hadn't done much damage to him at all; it was just a punch that took advantage of his momentary lapse in concentration, causing him to stagger back half a step.
Then, seeing the two guys huddled together, muttering to themselves, he unusually refrained from immediately launching a violent attack.
Ultimately, the meager strength of these two weaklings poses absolutely no threat to Broly's combat power in the slightest.
So Broly merely retained a sliver of sympathy out of sheer boredom, treating it all as just watching the show.
Looking at these two guys with such high fighting spirit, it's quite amusing.
"We know better than anyone else! But you didn't choose to act directly!"
Cabba stared coldly at Broly, his eyes no longer showing any panic or cowardice, but instead filled with a desperate fighting spirit that seemed ready to die.
"Therefore, this brief respite you've given us could very well lead to an irreparable jeopardy in your Universe 7's victory!"
" Broly! We're going to give it our all from now on, so please show us your true skills and don't hold back!!"
Listening to Cabba's arrogant and impassioned speech, Broly finally couldn't help but grin and burst into laughter.
"You want me to go all out?! If I really did, you two weaklings wouldn't even last half a second!!"
Broly's statement was not an exaggeration at all.
The moment he decides to end this pointless farce, these two guys won't even have time to catch a glimpse of his attack before he blasts them away and crashes them off the field.
"Hey! Broly, can you stop babbling on and on, you big guy?! I'm getting bored and sleepy just watching you!"
"If you can't bring yourself to do it, is it because of that ridiculous ' Saiyan kinship' complex in your head? If that's the case, I wouldn't mind taking care of them and sweeping them off the stage for you!"
Android 17, who was sitting on a rock not far away, was already getting impatient. He raised his eyebrows and shouted at Broly.
These two guys are clearly weak, yet they're dragging their feet and refusing to make a move. It's really annoying.
Broly turned his head and glanced sideways at Android 17.
From Android 17's furrowed brow and displeased eyes, Broly could clearly see that the kid had long since lost his patience.
Honestly, if given the right opportunity on a normal day, Broly would really like to have a head-to-head, epic showdown with Android 17.
Let's quickly settle the score with a fight.
That way, Broly wouldn't have to think twice before saying a word every time, just because Android 17 is his master Qin Feng's brother-in-law.
"Okay, okay! Can you shut up and stop your endless nagging, you jerk?!"
Broly yelled in frustration.
After saying that, Broly turned his neck, his eyes flashing with a chilling, murderous aura as he stared intently at Cabba and Caulifla opposite him.
"Since you're all so eager to die, then let's officially begin this farce now!!"
Broly uttered the words in a low voice, his tone not loud, but carrying a chilling and fierce pressure.
Cabba and Caulifla's limbs even began to tremble and shake uncontrollably.
If it were a question about their inner fears, they would have forcibly suppressed them long ago.
The reason his body was trembling uncontrollably was purely because his fighting spirit had reached its peak, and his body was in a state of extreme excitement, which triggered an instinctive reaction.
At this moment, Cabba's mind was racing, and he had already planned out his moves for this round of combat.
" Caulifla! If that monster Broly gets the first punch and suppresses us, neither of us will get away with it!"
Cabba lowered his voice and hurriedly muttered to Caulifla beside him.
Caulifla nodded solemnly, clearly agreeing with Cabba's assessment.
"Therefore, we absolutely cannot remain on the defensive; we must take the initiative and launch an attack now!"
"Let's catch him off guard! You go to the right flank, I'll go to the left! We'll tear apart his left and right perspectives, making it impossible for him to defend!"
After Cabba finished speaking quickly and bluntly, Caulifla responded with a fierce "hmm."
Before the words were even finished, the two of them simultaneously unleashed their full power, and two golden, violent afterimages shot towards Broly like arrows released from a bow!
Just as they were about to reach Broly's doorstep, the two figures suddenly split up, attacking Broly's ribs from the left and right like venomous snakes emerging from their holes!
Broly sneered, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.
With such childish, roundabout tactics, they think they can pose a real threat to Broly's combat strength?! It's utterly absurd!
Broly's eyes darted rapidly from side to side in their sockets, locking onto the two weaklings whose attack frequencies were perfectly synchronized. And it was this slight lapse in synchronization that Broly seized upon with incredible precision!
"Heh! Your supposedly perfect teamwork, which you two idiots are so proud of, will only become a deadly poison that will bury you!"
Broly muttered something under his breath, his expression cold.
Just moments before Cabba and Caulifla, thinking they had succeeded, charged towards Broly's flanks!
Before they could unleash the energy they had gathered in their palms, Broly's two enormous arms suddenly swung open to the sides!
Without even turning his head, he relied on his abnormal intuition to precisely locate and capture the physical bodies of the two people from the chaotic and explosive afterimages!