Ron: I Lend You My Strength

Son Goku's words drew a mocking laugh.

Frieza's expression grew increasingly hideous.

Yet, maintaining the gentlemanly facade of an Emperor, he extended one final shred of patience toward Son Goku.

"While I am curious to see what tricks you have up your sleeve, you are already at the end of your rope. To keep me waiting even now—do you truly disregard my words? Do you honestly believe I will not kill you?!"

With that, Frieza did not hesitate. He surged forward in an instant, kicking Son Goku to the ground.

Even so, Son Goku forced himself to stand through the excruciating pain, maintaining his posture with both hands raised high above his head.

This finally pushed Frieza into a fit of pure rage.

What he hated and loathed most was this kind of cockroach that refused to die, completely ignoring his presence and his commands!

"Very well! I shall see just how long you can hold out."

Frieza raised his hand, aiming his palm directly at Son Goku.

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying shockwave erupted from his hand.

With a dull BOOM!!!

Son Goku felt an invisible force of air slam into him, the agony nearly causing him to lose consciousness.

His body flew backward, limp and helpless, before crashing violently into the water.

Frieza's goal was to force Son Goku to lower his hands; it was a battle of stubborn wills.

As the Emperor of the Universe, he would not tolerate being offended by an ant, so he had to break Son Goku's spirit completely.

Just as he had once intended to wipe out the Saiyan race, he would first shatter their proudest backbone; only then would the extinction be truly satisfying.

Meanwhile, on North King Kai's Planet.

Watching the battle reach such a desperate state, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, and Yamcha were cheering Son Goku on.

Through North King Kai's narration, they had come to understand Goku's intentions.

However, Frieza no longer intended to give Goku another chance, which meant that if the Spirit Bomb were not launched now, it would dissipate the moment Goku was killed.

If that happened, all their previous efforts would be in vain.

Tien Shinhan even suggested that Goku should hurl the Spirit Bomb at Frieza immediately.

But North King Kai's reply was like a bucket of ice water.

"It's not enough. A Spirit Bomb of this magnitude could never destroy Frieza! Goku is currently gathering energy from the surrounding environment; if he could collect the life force from several planets, there might be hope... It's a pity. If Vegeta were still alive, he might have been able to buy Goku some time. Now, there is no one who can..." North King Kai's voice trailed off, suddenly falling silent.

He seemed to have discovered something, his expression one of utter shock and curiosity.

"Aren't there still Piccolo and the others? Can we speak to them directly? Even if we could buy just one more second, it would be a glimmer of hope for Goku," Yamcha suggested.

Beside him, Tien Shinhan nodded and added, "Damn it, if only we were all on Namek right now, we could at least share some of the pressure..."

"Enough, stop talking. Something seems wrong. Over by Piccolo's location, there is... someone I don't recognize." North King Kai's words silenced them both.

On Namek at this very moment, a stranger had suddenly appeared, standing right alongside Piccolo and the others.

What on earth was going on?

What baffled North King Kai the most was that he could find no trace of this person's arrival; it was as if they had simply materialized out of thin air.

Most importantly, this individual radiated a terrifyingly powerful energy.

An ordinary person might not sense it, but as a King Kai, he could see right through it.

On Namek, perched atop a cliff.

Watching Son Goku get blasted into the water by Frieza, Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan were anxious to the point of breaking.

They finally understood what Goku was trying to do.

But they were powerless to help.

Ron, naturally, saw it all. This was exactly what he had been waiting for.

In the original story, the Spirit Bomb was considered an ultimate trump card in the early stages.

Although it failed to finish off Vegeta and Frieza back then, the sense of pressure it exerted was undeniable.

Even though it became a discarded technique by the mid-series and Son Goku rarely used it again, it was the Spirit Bomb that finally destroyed Kid Buu at the end of the Majin Buu arc in the Z era.

Furthermore, in the GT side-story, Son Goku gathered the energy of countless planets across the universe to condense a massive Spirit Bomb and destroy Super Omega Shenron.

It even made an appearance during the Tournament of Power in Dragon Ball Super.

While it might have been a stretch to use it against Jiren during the Tournament of Power, it was still an incredibly powerful Spirit Bomb, especially considering the peak strength of the fighters participating in that tournament.

At this very moment, witnessing the formation of the Spirit Bomb as it grew larger and larger, Ron could feel that pure, unimaginable positive energy, as if it could cleanse all the filth in the world.

The intensity was outrageous; the energy gathered from Namek alone had already reached a destructive power of ten million points!

"Damn it! It's too late; Frieza is definitely going to go for the kill against Son Goku now!" Piccolo tightened his clenched fists, then looked at Ron and said, "Are you still not going to intervene?! We've reached this point, and even if Son Goku perfects the Spirit Bomb, it's impossible for him to eliminate Frieza."

Krillin and Son Gohan heard this and turned their gazes toward Ron as well.

They desperately wanted to beg Ron to act quickly, yet they didn't know how to bring it up.

After all, they had no real relationship to speak of.

"Don't you want to see for yourself the power you can unleash once you surpass your own limits? I said it before: the battle isn't over yet, and if I step in, it must be to end the fight! If you want to intervene, I can give you a hand, and incidentally, help Kakarot fully complete that technique." Ron looked at Piccolo with a beaming smile.

Step in now? Wouldn't all his waiting be in vain?

He just wanted to see the absolute limit of the Spirit Bomb's final power.

"What... do you mean by that?" Piccolo was somewhat bewildered.

He understood the second half of the sentence, but what was the meaning of the first?

If it were possible, why wouldn't he want to fight?

Of course he wanted to surpass his own limits, but that wasn't something you could just do by thinking about it.

"Heh heh! Isn't it simple? Reach out your hand, and I'll lend you my power." Ron continued.

At the same time, he raised his hand to signal Piccolo.

Piccolo hesitated for three seconds.

"Hurry up, or there really won't be a chance left."

Under Ron's renewed urging, Piccolo felt his heart skip a beat and finally reached out, clasping his hand with Ron's.

BOOM!!!

Almost in an instant, a surge of energy, pure to the extreme, flowed through his palm and into his body.

Piccolo's eyes widened, and his mouth fell open.

"This—this is your power?! You're just giving it to me, like that?!" Piccolo was incredulous.

He found himself even less capable of reading Ron than before.

Even if this was a one-time use of power, now that he possessed it, even after it was spent, he would be able to rapidly elevate himself to this height in the future.