Even though Frieza had already pushed his power to the limit, before the unreasonable suppression of the Super Saiyan's strength, he still looked like a clumsy punching bag.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In midair, the golden afterimages nearly wove into an airtight net. Goku did not even use any techniques; every hit he landed smashed broad dents and sprays of purple-black blood into Frieza's proud, snow-white body.
"Too slow. Your fists—attacks like that are useless."
There was not a trace of warmth in Goku's emerald-green eyes. He swung back with a heavy elbow strike that slammed squarely into the back of Frieza's neck. With the brittle crack of bones unable to bear the strain, the emperor of the universe shot straight down like an out-of-control meteor, crashing toward the boiling lake of magma below.
On a broken cliff not far away.
Chen He stood with his arms crossed, watching the one-sided slaughter coldly. He had barely even raised his ki, because there was simply no room for him to intervene.
"So this is a Super Saiyan... an unreasonable boost in combat power." Chen He silently evaluated that terrifying golden aura, then his gaze fell on Frieza, who was scrambling out of the magma in a sorry state. There was a bit of amazement in his eyes that belonged to a "player."
He had taken a Spirit Bomb that drained the energy of half a galaxy head-on, and now he was being beaten one-sidedly like a punching bag by a Super Saiyan, yet he could still breathe. The margin for error and damage resistance of Frieza's body were practically the toughest ultimate meat target in the entire universe.
Just as Chen He prepared to follow the original plot, quietly play background scenery, and watch Goku completely shatter Frieza's pride—
Before his retina,