Fierce Battle

The moment he finished speaking, the hard purple crown beneath Champa's forehead slammed straight into her.

His forehead came down like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly smashing into Kale.

Bang—!

A dull impact rang out, accompanied by the sharp crack of bone.

Kale's entire face snapped backward, the bridge of her nose instantly collapsing and deforming.

Warm blood burst out like crushed red fruit, spraying everywhere and staining half her face and the edge of Champa's forehead red.

Agonizing pain and dizziness crashed into her mind like a tsunami.

Her consciousness briefly blanked out. All she could see was a blur of gold-green and crimson, while her ears rang with a piercing buzz.

At the instant her mind went hazy, Champa released her wrist.

Then both fists struck.

His right fist shot forward like a cannonball, driving straight into her abdomen, loosened by the pain.

Destructive divine power surged through her body, nearly scattering the aura blazing behind her back.

His left fist came up from below in a vicious uppercut, smashing directly into her bloodstained jaw.

"Cough—!"

Kale completely lost control. Like a bird with broken wings, like a fallen leaf in a storm, she was blasted backward.

She crashed through the massive stone pillar at the edge of the plaza, and it exploded with a roar.

Still carrying momentum, she tore through three palace walls in succession. Bricks, stones, and beams shattered and flew apart like scraps of paper.

At last, she slammed heavily into the main hall deep within the palace, causing half the dome to collapse outright.

Tons of rubble, broken tiles, twisted metal, and splintered wood poured down like a flood, completely swallowing her.

Dust shot into the sky, forming a gray-yellow mushroom cloud that slowly spread as the entire ruin was shrouded in the shadow of deathly silence.

Only fine gravel continued to slide down with soft rustling sounds, like the final echo after a grand destruction.

Kale slowly rose from the rubble, dust cascading from her body as though a gray-yellow veil had been shaken apart by some unseen force.

The pile of debris beneath her feet rattled with her movements. Several charred rocks rolled down the slope, kicking up thin dust that scattered like mist in the slanting sunlight.

A streak of dark-red blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, glaringly conspicuous against her pale skin.

The wound on her forehead was deep enough to expose bone. Blood ran down along her brow ridge, passed the corner of her eye, gathered into a trembling droplet at her chin, then finally fell and spread into a small dark stain in the dust.

Yet her gaze shone even brighter than before—the unique light of a Saiyan who grew braver with every battle, sharp and scorching like a freshly tempered blade.

Her golden Legendary Super Saiyan aura erupted. It was no longer a flickering little flame, but a raging vortex of energy that blasted the surrounding rubble in every direction.

The instant each stone touched the edge of her aura, it crackled and shattered into powder, turning into clouds of golden dust that lingered around her.

"Interesting..."

Kale slowly wiped the blood from her mouth with her thumb, her movement clean and decisive. Her eyes remained fixed on Champa in midair like a predator locking onto its prey. "So the fists of a God of Destruction are nothing special after all."

Her voice was not actually loud, and it carried a trace of hoarseness, yet it pierced everyone's ears clearly like wind passing through a valley.

Everyone watching held their breath. The only sound left in the plaza was the low hum of blazing aura.

Champa floated in midair, his broad body casting a shadow beneath the sunlight.

His round catlike face was filled with disbelief, his pink ears pressing slightly backward.

That punch just now had been enough to destroy a small planet—not an exaggeration, but genuine destructive force.

He had once used that same fist to blow apart a barren planet several thousand kilometers in diameter with a single punch, watching it turn to ash in the void.

Yet this female Saiyan had taken it head-on, and she still looked like she had strength to spare?

Standing amid the ruins, her aura had only grown fiercer. Her injuries seemed like nothing more than firewood tossed into a blaze.

"You..." Champa gritted out, the purple divine power surging more violently around him. Crackling arcs of electricity danced through the air, warping the surrounding scenery into ripples.

Kale ignored him.

She bent her legs slightly, her knees nearly folding to their limit, the muscles in her thighs tensing as hard as steel.

The ground beneath her feet began to crack under the pressure of her gathering power. Fissures spread like a spiderweb, releasing a dense series of cracking sounds.

Chunks of rubble sprang from the edges of the cracks and hovered in midair, held up by an invisible force.

The next second, her entire body launched upward like a cannonball.

Boom—

The ground beneath her exploded into a crater several meters wide. Dirt and shattered stone blasted into the sky like torrential rain, only to be instantly swallowed and vaporized by the golden aura.

Kale became a streak of straight golden light, tearing through the air as she shot toward Champa in the sky.

She moved so fast that a string of clear afterimages trailed behind her, so lifelike that it seemed as if seven or eight Kales were charging Champa from different angles at once, each carrying the same savage fighting spirit.

Champa snorted coldly and raised a short, thick arm, palm facing outward. A layer of purple energy barrier instantly condensed before him, heavy and solid like glazed crystal.

Fist and palm collided.

Bang—!

The impact rang out like a giant hammer striking an anvil. Immediately afterward, a milky-white energy shockwave erupted from where their fist and palm met, expanding outward in a rapidly spreading ring.

Every remaining stone pillar in the plaza snapped cleanly in half wherever the shockwave passed, the breaks as smooth as mirrors.

The clouds in the sky were violently torn open, revealing a vast gap and the dazzlingly blue sky beyond.

Sunlight poured through the opening like a sacred pillar of light, enveloping the entire plaza and making every speck of drifting dust glitter.

Champa's body swayed slightly.

His pupils abruptly shrank to pinpoints.

He felt it—Kale's power had grown stronger than before.

Not just by a little. It had increased by at least thirty percent.

That berserk Legendary Super Saiyan aura seemed to have no limit. The longer she fought, the braver she became; the more she fought, the stronger she grew. Like an unceasing tide, each wave rose higher than the last.

The vibration from her fist passed through his barrier, numbing his arm all the way to the shoulder.

This is impossible!

Champa was inwardly shaken. Over his millions of years of life, he had seen warriors from countless races.

Some were thickly muscled and excelled at overcoming finesse with brute strength; some moved like lightning and specialized in slipping through space; others possessed exquisite techniques, capable of deflecting overwhelming force with minimal effort.

But this was the first time he had encountered someone like a Saiyan, who grew stronger the more they fought.

Every injury, every time they fell—when they rose again, they became even stronger. That was not a trait any normal creature should possess. They were monsters that defied all reason!

Kale's assault was already bearing down on him like a raging storm.

Her punches came faster and faster, each accompanied by a piercing sonic boom as golden aura gathered around her fists into cone-shaped shockwaves.

Her kicks grew heavier with every strike, the wind pressure they unleashed plowing deep trenches into the ground.

Her fighting style was simple and brutal. There were no flashy feints, no intricate changes of direction—only the most direct clashes of power and the most absolute suppression of speed.

Yet it was precisely this simplicity and brutality that made Champa feel pressure for the first time in ages—because every one of Kale's attacks carried the berserk aura unique to a Legendary Super Saiyan. Within that aura was a primal, savage will to destroy everything, like an ancient beast roaring.

Champa was forced to meet her head-on.

He drew a deep breath, purple divine power condensing into a dazzling sphere of light around his fist. Then he threw a punch, colliding directly with Kale's fist.

Boom—!

The two forces clashed in midair, and the explosive roar made the distant spectators cover their ears in agony.

A blinding white light burst from the point of impact, then transformed into an ever-expanding ball of energy—half golden, half deep purple—as the two sides eroded and tore at each other.

Kale was knocked back three sliding steps, each footfall sending visible ripples through the air, aura spraying beneath her feet like fiery trails.

Champa also retreated a step, his bulky body sliding through the air as the space beneath his feet twisted slightly.

"Again!" Kale shouted, her voice brimming with exhilarating battle intent.