As the ground trembled, Son Gohan stopped attacking and retreated, landing dozens of meters away from the massive crater.
It was not that he did not want to continue attacking, but King Cold's aura in the distance had already begun to surge.
If Son Gohan continued his assault, King Cold might very well launch a direct sneak attack.
Seeing that his opponent had withdrawn rather than continuing to attack, King Cold gave a low snort and arrived beside the now-settled crater.
Frieza's figure slowly rose from within the crater at the same time. His face was twisted with rage, and his eyes were fixed fiercely on Son Gohan as if he wanted to devour him alive.
"Sikushuu!"
Grinding his teeth, Frieza's face twitched as he said, "Damn Saiyan monkey, I will definitely kill you!"
King Cold, standing nearby with his arms crossed, said nothing. He merely sized Son Gohan up with an appraising gaze.
"Attack together. Save time."
Looking at the father and son standing side by side, Son Gohan said, "I can't be bothered wasting words on you two."
"You... you dare look down on me?!"
Although Frieza did not understand what "wasting words" meant, he could roughly guess from Son Gohan's expression.
He had originally intended to tell King Cold not to interfere, but just as he was about to speak, King Cold said, "Since you put it that way, then I won't hold back!"
Frieza was helpless. It was no longer appropriate to tell King Cold not to interfere, so he could only grit his teeth and decide that he would be the first to defeat his opponent later.
Son Gohan threw back his head and laughed. As his eyes narrowed slightly, his aura surged from his body, and his intense fighting spirit was completely ignited.
Battle