Crushing Strength?

This did not mean they were weak; it was simply that the alternating blasts of extreme cold and heat were truly unbearable. The principle of thermal expansion and contraction still applied to Kashius and Son Goku's bodies.

Like shooting stars, Kashius and Son Goku exchanged a glance. Pure white radiance wrapped around their bodies as they pushed their Flight Technique to the limit. The instant they stepped forward, they crossed the void and appeared beside Demigra, swinging their fists hard at his face.

Two fists, like two suns, blazed brilliantly.

A flicker of surprise crossed Demigra's face. He swiftly raised his staff across his chest. With a clang, it blocked Kashius and Son Goku's fists.

Under the immense force, the staff hummed and trembled. The recoil slammed into Demigra's chest, and with a puff, he spat out blood as he was blasted back more than ten meters.

Kashius and Son Goku pressed their advantage. After a slight pause, they leaped through the air and transformed into streaks of light in pursuit. Kashius spread his arms into a cross shape. White aura surged around him, forming silver-white blades that shot straight ahead.

His body whistled past, slicing directly through the air. In the resulting vacuum, endless visible waves of air rapidly rushed in to fill it, colliding fiercely and creating turbulent currents.

Demigra's gaze sharpened. Red flames enveloped his body, stabilizing his backward flight. With an eerie tilt of his head, he dodged Kashius's silver-white blade strike.

Yet at that very moment, Son Goku, who had been following close behind, arrived. He leaned forward, drew back his right hand to gather strength, and aimed his fist at Demigra's chest, clearly intending to punch straight through him.

This was Son Goku. Once he made up his mind and distinguished friend from foe,