Faced with this predicament, Son Gohan could only rely on the energy barrier he had raised to hold on by force.
The battle power Eliza was unleashing now had somewhat exceeded Son Gohan's expectations.
Since returning from the Yardrats' planet, Eliza had never told Son Gohan about the secret arts she had learned, but now he could see some clues.
It should have been a secret art related to energy control. Otherwise, Eliza could not possibly have controlled her own energy to such an extent.
"Son Gohan, if you still won't use your trump card, you're really going to lose to me this time," Eliza said as she controlled the immense energy and watched Son Gohan struggle to hold on.
"What's the rush?" Son Gohan chuckled.
That was right. Son Gohan had not yet been driven into a truly helpless situation. He merely wanted to see what other methods he still had available.
But surrounded by an ocean of flames, Son Gohan had no other option besides forcing his way through.
However, if he relied solely on Super Saiyan 1 power, even if he broke through this blockade, he would be drowned by the overwhelming attacks outside.
It was like a warrior fighting a mage in an online game. Either your health bar had to be thick enough to endure the attacks and reach the mage, or you had to be fast enough to evade them.
Otherwise, you would only be worn to death in the end.
Yet Son Gohan had not reached Super Saiyan 2 yet, so under normal circumstances, it really would have been difficult for him to break through the blockade before him.
But Son Gohan quickly withdrew from his Super Saiyan transformation, returning to his original black hair and eyebrows as his aura began to fall.