Your Full Power Is Only This Much?

"This is all the power I have!!"

Frieza let out one final, thunderous roar.

In the next instant, a terrifying shock wave of energy burst from his body and swept straight toward Ron.

His 120 million battle power was now fully unleashed.

If Ron hadn't transformed and had relied solely on the Blood Burning Technique to boost his strength, he truly wouldn't have been Frieza's match.

At best, he could have drawn on the fighting abilities of two worlds and barely held his own against Frieza.

So even though a guy like Frieza had spent years living in luxury and rarely fought, the boost in strength that came with his overwhelming power was very real.

Of course, this level still wasn't enough to impress Ron now that he had transformed into a Super Saiyan.

A trace of disappointment showed on his face. Ron gave Frieza a cursory look, then shook his head.

Frieza naturally noticed his reaction.

"You damn dirty monkey! You've really made the Great King furious!" Frieza bellowed.

He raised his hand and unleashed a rapid barrage of Super Death Beams at Ron.

Fueled by his fury, every beam was far more powerful than his previous attacks.

Their power even seemed to surpass what 120 million battle power should have been capable of producing.

Frieza was the sort who could break through his limits when the situation called for it.

Faced with this attack, Ron didn't take it seriously, even though it was incredibly fast.

To Frieza, this was an absolutely unavoidable attack.

No one had ever escaped unscathed after being hit by it.

Not even his own father could manage it.

But to Ron, it was too weak and too slow.

"Impossible! How can this be?! I've unleashed one hundred percent of my power. This shouldn't be happening! One hit should be enough to kill you!"

Even now, Frieza was still basking in his own strength.

He had no idea that he'd been nothing but a clown all along.

Lost in his own world, he believed himself to be invincible—but that strength existed only in his mind.

When he encountered someone vastly stronger than himself, all his tricks became insignificant.

"Is that so? One hit and I'm dead? Then I'll let you hit me once, so you can stop running your mouth and finally see how cruel reality is." Ron heard Frieza out, his lips curling as he spoke mockingly, arms still folded across his chest.

Frieza's eyes widened in surprise. The next moment, his expression grew even more vicious.

"You! Don't get too cocky!! I'll make you regret this!!" He raised his hand and poured every ounce of his strength into a Super Death Beam, firing it at Ron.

This attack was clearly even stronger.

The Super Death Beam came straight at him, but Ron didn't move an inch.

He'd said he would take the attack, so he would face it head-on.

Honestly, even Super Saiyan Son Goku, who had only 150 million battle power in the original story, had dared to take this attack. What did Ron have to fear?

If an opponent with 500 million battle power were seriously injured or killed by this attack, it would be a colossal joke.

Besides, with his body's toughness, how could he be so easily blasted in the head?

'Boom!!!'

The Super Death Beam struck Ron squarely in the face.

Energy shot in every direction. The terrifying impact did indeed snap Ron's head backward, but just as he'd expected, the attack barely fazed him.

"Sorry to disappoint you, Frieza. That move of yours didn't kill me..."

Ron lowered his head and looked at Frieza again.

The next instant, Ron was slightly taken aback.

He hadn't expected Frieza to seem to have anticipated this outcome. Frieza erupted with energy and charged at him, reaching him in an instant.

'Boom!!!'

With a muffled thud, Frieza's fist slammed into Ron's stomach, bringing a look of shock and pain to Ron's face.

Then came a relentless barrage of punches and kicks.

Frieza put all his strength into every attack, as if he meant to beat Ron into helplessness in one go.

The Super Death Beam hadn't blown Ron's head off, but it had given Frieza a chance to overwhelm him.

Frieza wasn't about to let such an opportunity slip away.

He would return every humiliation he'd suffered, a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

Ron took every blow in the unrelenting assault.

It wasn't that he was unable to fight back, that he'd lost the ability to fight, or that Frieza was overpowering him.

It was simply that, as a Super Saiyan, Ron was far too powerful. No matter what Frieza threw at him, he couldn't possibly win.

Even with Ron making no effort to defend himself, Frieza couldn't break through his defenses.

After his continuous attacks, Frieza retreated to put some distance between them.

"Huff... huff... huff... Well? Do you still dare to ignore my attacks now?!" This burst of action had clearly taken a lot out of Frieza.

After all, he'd pushed beyond his own limits, so it was only natural that he'd be exhausted.

Ron hovered in the air, bent at the waist.

After a long while, his body began to tremble. His movements grew more and more intense, until at last a laugh he'd been holding back escaped his lips.

"Heh heh heh heh... Hahahaha! Frieza, oh, Frieza, you're hilarious! So that's all the strength you've got???"

That simple remark left Frieza stunned. Then his anger flared even hotter.

Frieza was nearly exploding with rage.

"Such nerve! You think that's all my full power amounts to?! Hmph! I'll cut you into eight pieces!!"

Roaring, Frieza raised his hand and formed a Death Cutting Disc.

In the original story, this attack had indeed stood out, and its power had far exceeded that of other attacks at the same level.

Seeing it, Ron became a little interested.

To be fair, Frieza had quite a few tricks, and they were worth learning from.

Ever since coming to this world, Ron had had clear goals for his training, but he'd still been severely limited.

After all, he'd had to rely on his own guesses for much of his training. Although he'd gained quite a bit from it, his knowledge was far from complete.

This fight with Frieza, along with his earlier chance to watch Son Goku and Frieza battle, was all meant to help him learn more useful things.

The Death Cutting Disc came hurtling toward him. Ron narrowed his eyes and casually leaned aside, pretending not to care as he dodged it.

Frieza sneered and unleashed two more Death Cutting Discs in quick succession, one after the other, to attack from both sides.

Ron continued dodging, easily avoiding them without a doubt.

Was that all?

No!

Ron might have appeared unconcerned, but his mental perception had been tracking the movements of all three Death Cutting Discs the entire time.

Frieza seemed to be doing nothing, but he was secretly controlling them with his psychic powers, planning to catch Ron off guard from behind.

Just as the three Death Cutting Discs silently reached Ron's back, about to cut him into eight pieces, Ron's lips curled into a smile of confidence, as if he had everything under control.