Buu was about to kill Gohan, but that man appeared out of nowhere and erased the attack with a wave

Bam!

Son Gohan took a blow from Majin Buu that hurt him worse than any attack before it. He slammed into the ground at high speed and became embedded in the earth.

Perhaps he had rushed to strike without closing the gap in his defenses, trying to counterattack somehow, but the enemy's devastating blow had landed on his exposed, unguarded torso.

My ribs feel broken!

Indescribable dizziness and pain mercilessly swept through his entire body, twisting his face.

Groaning, Son Gohan carefully raised his upper body. Dust and debris accumulated in the collision rolled off him.

Cough, cough, cough!

He coughed several times in succession, so violently that it felt as though his lungs were being crushed. He shook his head, breathing heavily.

The situation was dangerous.

The damage was too severe. His vision refused to steady, wavering up, down, and from side to side, as though he might collapse at any moment.

He staggered to his feet, his head spinning.

"I have to recover from this damage as quickly as possible... but this is just..." Son Gohan felt overwhelmed by the intense pain, which showed no sign of fading.

Although he could not compare to his father, Son Goku, he was still a warrior capable of turning the tide, a combat expert who had fought countless battles.

He therefore understood clearly that if his body remained in this state, he could not keep fighting.

Until now, he had managed to minimize the damage through concentration that surpassed his limits, surprising even himself. Only by enduring this absurdly one-sided battle had he been able to carry on.

But now, even that had become a thing of the past.

Growing impatient with the prolonged battle, Son Gohan had been forced to buy time by accumulating injuries, however minor, until Son Goku