The True Trump Card

Hm?

Beerus and Whis stopped in their tracks at the sound, both turning to look back at Son Gohan.

Son Gohan, who had been lying prone on the ground, had already risen to his feet. He dusted himself off, his face showing none of the dejection one might expect from his earlier defeat.

On the contrary, he looked utterly calm, as though the one who had lost earlier had not been him at all.

Beerus snorted irritably. "Son Gohan, you already proved yourself earlier. There's no need to put on a brave face in front of me."

A vicious aura then surfaced on his face. "Gods can get angry too. If you keep making a nuisance of yourself, I won't mind destroying you along with Earth."

Son Gohan shook his head. "Please rest assured, Lord Beerus. I'm not being unreasonable. I just gained some insight, and I'd like you to give me some guidance."

Beerus stared silently at Son Gohan for quite some time before the viciousness on his face suddenly vanished.

He grinned at Son Gohan. "Guidance is fine, but let's make this clear first: if I'm not satisfied, I'll personally destroy Earth."

Immediately afterward, raging black divine flames erupted from Beerus's body. Spreading his arms, he said to Son Gohan, "Come on. Let me see just what trump card gives you the confidence to face me!"

Faced with that overwhelming pressure, Son Gohan took a deep breath and began drawing upon the energy within his body.

Buzz~

Golden aura burst from Son Gohan's body like a spray, and the next second, he transformed directly into a Super Saiyan.

But upon closer inspection, one could see that the golden aura around him had begun to resemble the one from his Super Saiyan God form. Its gaseous form had directly