This Ending!

Piccolo looked at Raditz, then at Son Gohan, and slowly nodded.

He wanted to see Gohan's strength at this point as well.

After all, he had learned techniques from the Demon Clan. It was time for him to show what he could do.

Seeing Piccolo agree, Son Gohan flew forward. He cracked his knuckles and said, "Uncle, how about we trade a few moves?"

"You?"

Raditz had yet to recover from his surprise when he heard Son Gohan's challenge, leaving him momentarily dumbfounded.

Although his nephew did possess tremendous strength whenever he got angry.

Challenging him, though? Wasn't that a bit of a joke?

"I'm coming!"

Son Gohan assumed a fighting stance in midair, his left hand clawed and his right hand clenched into a fist. His posture was exactly that of the Demon Clan's fighting style.

Though he had revived Raditz, he still held a grudge against this uncle of his.

After all, this man had once tried to take him away, and it was also because of him that his father had been forced to die for a year.

So he had to give him a beating to vent his anger.

"Hmph!"

Clear disdain filled Raditz's eyes. He was a proud upper-class Saiyan warrior—could he really be defeated by a child?

"Don't think I'll go easy on you just because you're my little brother's son!"

He had barely finished speaking when he discovered that Son Gohan had vanished from before his eyes.

In that instant.

Waves of shock flashed through his heart. He hurriedly twisted around to scan his surroundings, only to find nothing but empty space. There was no sign of that child anywhere.

It was precisely because he could not sense the other's presence that he found it so unbelievable.

Whoosh!

The sound of wind whistled past his ears. Raditz sensed something in an instant, clenched his right fist, and spun around to throw a punch in the space of a Lightning Flash.

Powerful energy erupted in an instant, unleashing a terrifying force.

Yet that punch, containing all his strength, came to a complete stop in the next moment!

Where his gaze fell, Son Gohan stood there, having blocked his attack with just one hand.

No matter how much strength he exerted, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. He could not shake that body in the slightest.

"Impossible!"

Intense fear filled Raditz's eyes. No matter what, he could not believe the scene before him. That little brat from back then had actually caught his attack with one hand.

Was he still trapped in some nightmare from hell?

That was just a child, while he was a proud upper-class warrior!

"Damn it!"

Raditz's eyes were bloodshot, but the battle situation remained unchanged. He moved his left hand, preparing to fire a ki blast.

But Son Gohan saw through his intentions at a glance.

He exerted a little force with his right hand and pulled Raditz closer.

As Raditz was dragged forward by inertia, Son Gohan swiftly released his hand. His body twisted in that same instant, and then his right elbow slammed viciously into Raditz's chest.

BOOM!

Raditz's already damaged armor was completely wrecked in that instant.

The pain was beyond words, and his body was hurled away by the force before crashing hard into a hillside.

Son Gohan straightened up in midair again. His body trembled slightly, then in an instant crossed dozens of meters.

He was already standing before the mountain.

Right in front of him was the hollow Raditz had smashed into.

Rumbling sounds continued to come from within the mountain!

"Damn it!"

A hoarse roar suddenly came from inside, followed by a powerful aura. Raditz, already red with rage, burst out from within.

In his extreme fury, he pushed his strength to its limit.

But this was no longer the time when he had first arrived on Earth.

Son Gohan blocked Raditz's vicious blow with his left arm. Then, as Raditz's defenses opened wide, he drove a brutal uppercut into Raditz's chin with his right fist.

Crack!

Faintly, it sounded as though bones had shattered.

Raditz's body shot into the sky once more, and a streak of blood spread through the air—it was the blood he had spat from his mouth.

Raditz had already been beaten senseless by Son Gohan, his mind completely blank.

It was only when his body passed through the clouds that he slightly came back to his senses, though his jaw still hurt beyond words.

"D-Damn it!"

The intense pain kept him from even speaking properly.

As he forcibly tried to right himself, he discovered a figure already standing above the clouds.

It was Son Gohan, dressed in an orange Demon Clan martial arts uniform. His hands were clasped above his head, brilliant light blazing between his palms.

"Masenko!"

With a piercing roar, a terrifying energy wave burst forth in an instant.

The powerful, blazing light immediately engulfed Raditz's body.

The next moment—

A scorching pillar of light connected heaven and earth, its immense force sweeping away the surrounding clouds. The ground struck by it rumbled without end.

Terrifying shockwaves spread outward from the pillar of light.

Even Piccolo, hovering in the air, had his cape whipping wildly in the wind. Yet he remained silent, making him look somewhat cool.

As he watched the distant ki blast, there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.

Though this power posed a great threat to his rule over the world—

Knowing it was Gohan's power filled his heart with boundless joy.

"Looks like the brat learned everything I taught him. He just lacks a little ruthlessness—but he's still far better than his naive father!"

Thinking this, Piccolo slowly floated forward, clearly intending to do something.

Elsewhere.

The pillar of light linking heaven and earth finally vanished, leaving only Raditz amid the thick smoke.

He lay sprawled on the ground, his body covered in charred wounds. His eyes were wide open as he stared blankly at the sky, looking thoroughly wrecked.

Tap!

With a soft sound, Son Gohan landed beside Raditz.

His expression remained calm as he looked at his uncle lying in the crater.

He had expected this outcome long ago. Against someone this evil, the only answer was a personality-correcting punch!

Otherwise, with that bastard's terrible personality, how could he possibly obey?

Looking at Raditz lying there, he asked directly, "Uncle, can we talk properly now?"

Raditz seemed not to have recovered from his daze. He merely stared at the sky with vacant eyes. If not for the faint rise and fall of his chest, one might have thought he had returned to hell.

"That's no way to ask him!"

At some point, Piccolo had already landed below. He grabbed Raditz by the neck and said, "Let me show you how to question someone like this!"