"You're a Saiyan, aren't you? Nothing but trash from a garbage race Lord Frieza wiped out with a flick of his hand. And now you dare talk that kind of crap in front of me?"
Innis said with an arrogant look on his face, "Your strength may be a little greater than those monkeys', but in the eyes of Cooler's Armored Squadron, you're still nothing more than a slightly stronger ant."
"Heh."
Son Gohan gave a cold laugh, clenched his fist, and said icily, "If that's how it is, then let's settle it with our fists. Cut the bullshit!"
Though Innis did not know what "bullshit" meant, he could roughly grasp it from the other party's tone.
"Since you have no idea how high the heavens are, I'll make sure you understand!"
With that, purple light flickered around Innis, and his aura suddenly began to rise rapidly.
"Genius!"
Just then, Son Gohan suddenly appeared in front of Innis and drove a punch toward his abdomen.
Only an idiot would let you power up!
A moment ago, he had already activated four-times Kaioken. Since it was a Kaioken he had complete control over, with his aura sealed off, Innis could not detect the change at all.
Sure enough, under Innis's carelessness, the fist struck his abdomen dead-on. The tyrannical force pierced through the defense on the surface of his body in an instant and acted directly inside him. Even the air behind him was blasted into visible ripples by the lingering force of the punch!
Immediately after, Son Gohan's left hand shot out like a dragon extending its claw, grabbing Innis by the shoulder and pinning him in place just as he was about to fly backward.
With energy bursting from his entire body, his right fist drew back and then