Dabura was startled. Without hesitation, he spun around and aimed his palm at the figure that had suddenly appeared behind him. A powerful pale pink blast of energy erupted from his palm.
As the light faded, Dabura looked at the figure who had emerged completely unharmed from his attack, and his expression immediately turned grave.
Although that had been a casual attack, the person before him had blocked it so easily. It was clear just how powerful his opponent was.
"Who are you?"
The newcomer was none other than Son Gohan. Looking at Dabura, he said, "My name is Son Gohan. You're Dabura, the king of the Dark Demon Realm, aren't you?"
"That's right." The cape behind Dabura fluttered loudly in the fierce winds nearby.
"Then I hope you can last a little longer." Son Gohan suddenly grinned.
"How arrogant!"
Enraged by his opponent's arrogance, Dabura flashed forward and charged straight at Son Gohan.
Once in front of Son Gohan, Dabura raised his hand and swiftly threw a punch brimming with powerful energy. Immense energy and force merged together as the blow shot straight toward Son Gohan's chest.
Bang!
Feeling the overwhelming force rushing toward him, Son Gohan likewise raised his fist and collided head-on with Dabura's.
The force of their powerful punches instantly erupted into a fierce blast of compressed air that swept outward.
Everyone present was shocked. When an expert made a move, their skill was immediately apparent.
Everyone had already felt the speed and power Dabura had unleashed, yet Son Gohan had actually met his punch head-on without transforming into a Super Saiyan—and had not fallen behind in the slightest!
"Interesting."
Dabura clearly did not know that the Saiyans present could transform. After all, the two-man group had been killed by him before they could explain anything,