Super Saiyan 2

As far as he knew, Super Saiyan 2 possessed twice the power of Super Saiyan 1. Whether in speed, explosive force, or the purity of energy, it would rise to an entirely new level.

But to break through into that realm, one first had to completely master Super Saiyan 1 at full power and push one's potential to the absolute limit.

Now, Tang Yangbing had taken this most crucial step. Though the path ahead remained full of challenges, it was no longer as unattainably distant as before.

Time flew, and another half year passed in the blink of an eye.

Within the eternally unchanging space of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, a powerful current of air suddenly began to churn.

The once-silent air was like a lake disturbed by a thrown stone, rippling with layer upon layer of visible waves.

The entire space seemed to tremble faintly, while a deep rumble rose from the ground beneath his feet, as though a slumbering beast were awakening. "Ah! Hah!..." Tang Yangbing let out a low roar and burned his ki to its limit.

Golden energy erupted from his body like a volcanic blast, instantly filling the entire space.

The scattered stones within the Hyperbolic Time Chamber were drawn by an invisible force, lifting from the ground and floating in midair as though freed from gravity's restraints.

Then, the surging golden aura condensed into a raging hurricane around Tang Yangbing, spinning and roaring as it swept everything around it inside.

At the eye of the storm, Tang Yangbing's figure flickered in and out of view. Every inch of his skin gleamed with a metallic luster, as if he had transformed into a god commanding the tempest.

Within this vortex of energy, where destruction and creation intertwined, Tang Yangbing could clearly feel himself advancing toward a brand-new realm—the dawn of Super Saiyan 2 was beginning to emerge before him.

A violent hurricane suddenly shot into the sky, carrying yellow sand and shattered stones with it as though it would tear the entire sky apart.

The gale howled, sweeping up dust and broken wood from the ground into a grayish-yellow vortex that blotted out the heavens. Even the distant mountains trembled faintly beneath its savage onslaught.

At the center of that heart-pounding hurricane, a blinding blue bolt of lightning suddenly split the dim sky. Like a divine sword cast down by a god, it instantly illuminated the entire land.

The lightning did not vanish in a flash. Instead, it writhed through the hurricane like a living creature, releasing an ear-splitting crackle.

Then came a second bolt, and a third. Like countless agitated electric serpents, they danced madly within the hurricane's vortex.

The lightning was not chaotic. It revolved and coiled around a central point, releasing crisp, rapid bursts as though performing a savage symphony.

At the center of the flashing lightning and roaring thunder, Tang Yangbing's figure flickered in and out of sight.

Countless blue bolts of lightning circled around him like loyal guards.

Each bolt carried terrifying energy, making a rustling sound as it formed a radiant barrier of electricity around his body.

At this moment, Tang Yangbing had undergone a complete transformation.

The contours of his face had become sharper, like a marble statue carefully sculpted to perfection.

Within his long, narrow eyes, pale green pupils gleamed with a proud light, as cold and piercing as ice frozen for a thousand years.

His golden hair stood upright strand by strand, like blazing golden flames. Only the lock of bangs before his forehead continued to dance wildly in the wind, adding a touch of unruliness.

Most astonishing of all, the golden aura erupting from his body had transformed into a tangible stream of energy, continuously blasting outward like a jet engine.

Blue lightning and golden aura intertwined, unleashing a deafening roar.

Every bolt of lightning that streaked past left behind a faint burnt smell in the air. Even the surrounding space warped slightly under the violent fluctuations of energy. "A Super Saiyan beyond Super Saiyan—Super Saiyan 2!" Tang Yangbing slowly raised his right hand, feeling the surging power within him.

His voice was calm, yet it carried a majesty that made one tremble. "This power... is truly intoxicating." He gently clenched his fist, and his knuckles cracked sharply.

At that moment, he felt as though he had become the universe itself. The energy surging within him was as vast and boundless as a galaxy, and every cell in his body sang a hymn to power.

The surrounding space trembled faintly because of his presence, and even the raging hurricane seemed to slow beneath the pressure of his aura.

The first light of dawn appeared, while thin mist wound between the mountains, shrouding the entire training ground in a hazy veil.

Tang Yangbing stood atop a chaotic pile of rubble, dazzling blue electricity surrounding him. Like countless tiny lightning serpents, it leaped and slithered across his muscular body, releasing continuous crackling bursts.

He slowly raised both hands, feeling the surging power within him race through his veins. An assured smile rose unconsciously at the corners of his mouth.

This was the form of Super Saiyan 2. After a full year of arduous cultivation, he had finally broken through that seemingly insurmountable barrier.

At this moment, every line of his muscles stood clearly defined. His golden hair stood upright like burning flames, while a sharp gleam shone in his emerald-green eyes.

Every breath he took caused the surrounding air to tremble. The broken stones beneath his feet floated slightly under the force of his powerful aura before rustling back down.

Recalling the hardships of the past year's training, Tang Yangbing could not help but feel deeply moved.

Through countless days and nights, he had sweated like rain upon this barren training ground, enduring gravity training beyond anything ordinary people could imagine.

Sometimes, in order to break through a bottleneck, he trained without sleep or rest for days on end, until his body reached its limit.

And now, as he watched the blue electricity flickering at his fingertips, every sacrifice felt worth it.

What pleased him even more was that his base combat power had already broken through 200 million.

If that number were revealed, it would be enough to shake the entire universe.

One had to know that even the legendary Son Goku had been nowhere near such a realm at this age.

Tang Yangbing lightly clenched his fist, sensing the terrifying strength contained within his muscles, as though a casual wave of his hand could tear apart the sky.

At this moment, Tang Yangbing was seventeen years old, in the prime of his youth.

His young face still retained a trace of childishness, but the eyes that had endured countless battles were exceptionally deep.

The bloodline of a Super Saiyan flowed ceaselessly through him, granting him strength beyond that of ordinary people.

The Hero's Sword at his waist glimmered with a dark blue chill in the morning light. This weapon, which had accompanied him through years of battle, seemed to be cheering for its master's breakthrough as well.

He slowly descended into the center of the training ground and withdrew his aura.

As the electric glow gradually faded, his golden hair returned to jet black, and the green in his eyes receded, revealing those familiar black pupils once more.

Yet the surging sense of power within him remained vividly clear—this was the unique sensation of Super Saiyan 2.

By the time he returned to Bulma's residence, the sun was just setting.

The modern building nestled halfway up the mountain seemed especially tranquil in the lingering glow of the sunset.

Tang Yangbing pushed open the laboratory doors. What greeted him was a floor strewn with mechanical parts and all kinds of strange metallic materials.

Bulma was crouched in front of an oddly shaped machine, intently adjusting something. "You're just in time," Bulma said without looking up, obvious exhaustion in her voice. "Help me find the antimatter stabilizer. It's in the third storage cabinet on the left." Tang Yangbing skillfully began searching through the mountain of piled-up materials.

Over the past few days, he had become thoroughly familiar with the laboratory's layout.

The air was thick with the distinctive smell of engine oil and metal, while the hum of various precision instruments echoed through the spacious lab.