120 Million

Just what gave this guy so much confidence?

Piccolo had no idea what Ron's true motives were. He couldn't understand how Ron, who had been trapped on a Primitive Planet for twenty-five years and had only just arrived on Namek, could be so certain that Kakarot was fighting Frieza.

There were too many mysteries. Piccolo couldn't make sense of them all at once and felt thoroughly confused.

But after staring at Ron for a long while, he suddenly let go of his doubts.

Though he still had plenty of questions, he chose to trust Ron for now.

It was simple: since this guy was a Saiyan, his target had to be Frieza too!

They might become enemies later, but right now, they shared a common foe.

"I'll take your word for it for now. Don't lie to us! Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, I'll make you pay." Those were Piccolo's final words of warning.

After saying that, Piccolo raised a hand and used his special ability to change Ron into a casual Earthling tracksuit.

Feeling the constriction around him disappear, Ron looked down at the tracksuit, which was easy enough on the eyes, and smiled.

"At last, I don't have to feel so uncomfortable anymore. Thanks."

After thanking Piccolo, Ron saw how serious he looked and continued, "Don't worry. I can promise you I mean you no harm. You can probably figure it out too—my target is Frieza as well!"

As he spoke, Ron looked toward the battlefield.

Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan followed his gaze, each lost in his own thoughts.

With Ron's arrival, they had momentarily forgotten one thing: Piccolo had just been telling Krillin and Son Gohan to hurry and escape.

"Kakarot isn't Frieza's match. He'll be defeated soon." Ron spoke again.

Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan couldn't help freezing in shock once more.

"How can you say that?! My dad won't lose!" Son Gohan retorted, his voice childish but firm.

Ron laughed again. "Kakarot has a good son. Not bad—you've got courage. You're not the least bit afraid, even facing Frieza."

Faced with Ron's praise, Son Gohan felt as if he'd run straight into a soft, fluffy cotton candy cloud.

His anger faded considerably.

The guy was talking to him nicely. Why was he getting mad at him?

He knew that his dad had fallen behind. If the fight continued, he really might lose. Otherwise, Uncle Piccolo wouldn't have told Krillin and him to flee.

But he refused to admit it, just to defend his dad.

"Gohan, don't get worked up. Let him finish." Piccolo stepped forward and gently patted Son Gohan's head, calming him down.

Krillin stared intently at Ron too.

Of course, every so often, he still glanced toward the battlefield.

They were too far away to hear what Goku and Frieza were saying.

From their energy, he could tell the fight wasn't over yet. It was still going on.

"Kakarot should be using a technique that ignites his blood and unlocks his potential for a short time, boosting his strength, right? It's definitely impressive, and on par with my Blood Burning Technique! But Frieza's strength is far beyond what you've seen so far. I can sense that Kakarot is already nearing his limit. His maximum battle power can't exceed sixty million! Frieza's maximum battle power, on the other hand, is 120 million! That's not just a matter of doubling your strength. I'm sure you can understand."

The first half of Ron's explanation laid out Son Goku's situation.

To help Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan understand the rest, he compared their battle powers directly.

The effect was naturally astounding.

When they heard those figures, they were utterly stunned.

"120... 120 million?!"

"H-how is that possible?!"

Krillin and Son Gohan trembled all over. They couldn't even imagine it.

After the Grand Elder had unlocked their potential, their battle powers had only reached a little over ten thousand. Even after their potential continued to be released and their strength multiplied many times over, they could only have reached tens of thousands at most...

Even when Gohan's strength exploded from anger, he could only have reached a few hundred thousand at most.

As for Piccolo, no matter how strong he was, he was probably only over a million.

"Frieza's maximum strength is actually measured in hundreds of millions! So he's been toying with all of us from the very beginning!" Piccolo clenched his fists, consumed by anger and frustration.

He had already guessed how things might turn out, but he'd never imagined the gap would be this huge.

"You don't need to be so afraid and worried. The Frieza you're facing now is indeed a terrifying opponent you can't defeat, but to me, he's nothing special." Ron narrowed his eyes, his smile brimming with confidence and mockery.

"W-what did you say?"

Ron's words clearly shocked Krillin, Son Gohan, and Piccolo all over again.

He knew Frieza's battle power was 120 million and could still say something like that.

What did that mean?

Ron's battle power was greater than Frieza's!

The direct shock of those numbers changed the way Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan saw Ron.

Fear!

That's right!

They were deeply afraid.

They didn't dare doubt him. Since Ron knew the numbers so precisely, he had to be certain.

Piccolo, more than anyone, was profoundly relieved that he hadn't attacked Ron.

Otherwise, Ron might already have killed them all.

Ron's strength was far beyond anything they could compare to.

No wonder Piccolo couldn't sense the limits of Ron's power, even with Ron standing right in front of him.

With a gap this vast, how could he see through Ron if Ron hid his strength?

He couldn't even sense Son Goku's current limits!

"I won't say more. If I go on, you'll think I'm bragging... Besides, the most exciting part of this fight is coming up, and I want to see how far Kakarot can break through."

After saying that, Ron focused all his attention on the island ahead.

Son Goku and Frieza had finally finished talking.

He could clearly feel an even greater power erupting from Son Goku.

Son Goku instantly surpassed his previous limit. His terrifying power shook the earth and darkened the sky.

At this level of strength, his ki alone could easily affect the atmospheric pressure.

It was undoubtedly the twentyfold Kaioken!

Son Goku's battle power reached sixty million.

That battle power not only matched Frieza's fifty-percent power but was also strong enough to completely suppress Frieza's energy.

Frieza didn't react in time and once again took a flurry of punches from Son Goku.