As Son Gohan steadily drew closer, Salza's vigilance immediately rose, and the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
Moreover, he could clearly sense that there was almost no energy fluctuation coming from Son Gohan. He was fighting purely with his physical body.
That was right. During the earlier battle, Son Gohan had already exhausted nearly all of his energy, and after forcibly pushing himself to eighteen times Kaioken, he had fallen into an absolute disadvantage.
Yet now, something Salza could not understand was happening to Son Gohan.
He clearly had no energy left, yet he had somehow forcibly torn an opening in Salza's energy and was now charging toward him in a bizarre manner.
Aah~~
Fear had already taken root in Salza's heart. With a low roar, he rapidly gathered energy in both hands and fired wave after wave of purple energy blasts at Son Gohan.
Faced with the densely packed barrage of energy blasts shooting toward him, Son Gohan's expression did not change in the slightest. Even his closed eyelids did not tremble.
The next moment, amid the rain of energy blasts, Son Gohan coordinated the muscles throughout his body and swayed among them like a falling leaf in the wind, like a butterfly among flowers. Not a single energy blast could touch him.
The sight left Salza somewhat dumbfounded. Speed was his specialty, yet even he had no way of evading attacks like that.
In the blink of an eye, Son Gohan had dodged the barrage of purple energy blasts and arrived before Salza.
The instant Son Gohan closed in, purple energy blades flashed from Salza's hands, immediately forming two purple streaks of light in the air.
Yet Son Gohan merely twisted his body in small, subtle movements, completely avoiding Salza's consecutive attacks without even