Legendary Super Saiyan

The rainbow-colored passage through time and space swirled around him.

Son Gohan traveled through countless fragments of parallel timelines, each one a frozen moment in time.

He saw Super Saiyan 2 Gohan slaughtering Cell Juniors, saw Son Goku use the King Kai Fist to withstand Vegeta's Final Flash head-on, and saw Gogeta shatter Janemba's dimensional barrier with a single kick.

The images overlapped in layers, flashing before his eyes like a carousel of scenes.

Suddenly, one unusual fragment of time and space caught his attention.

Its hues were a savage grass green, and berserk energy filled the entire image, turning it into a scene of apocalypse.

A tall, powerfully built figure stood atop the ruins of a burning planet, uncontrollable green aura surging around him as he wantonly destroyed everything nearby.

Legendary Super Saiyan—Broly.

Son Gohan stopped.

Rather than continuing back to his original timeline, he changed direction and reached out to touch that fragment.

The instant his fingertips touched its surface, a powerful suction force surged from the image and dragged his entire body inward.

He did not resist. He could actually merge into it.

Delighted, he plunged headfirst along with that pull.

The scene shifted.

South Galaxy, in orbit above an unnamed planet.

The moment Son Gohan's feet touched solid ground, a distant planet exploded into fragments amid a torrent of grass-green energy.

The energy wave roared across space, shaking several nearby asteroids out of their orbits.

A residual energy wave swept toward Son Gohan, its blinding light carrying destructive power.

He raised a hand and slapped it away.

The energy wave exploded in midair, flames lighting up half the sky. The blast wave tore through the clouds, revealing clear skies beyond.

Son Gohan shook his hand and looked in the direction the energy had come from.

There was no need to sense that aura. It was violent, tyrannical, and completely undisguised, like a burning green sun. Its location could not have been more obvious.

The Legendary Super Saiyan—his aura alone was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

"Interesting."

With a thought, Instant Transmission activated!

Planet Vampa.

On this barren planet, used as a base for New Planet Vegeta, the ground was trembling.

Broly stood amid a field of burning ruins.

His black hair framed a tall, muscular body covered in bulging muscles. A metal circlet that suppressed his power sat on his forehead, and he wore two earrings amid the firelight of the explosions.

His red cloth waist wrap snapped wildly in the violent air currents as grass-green energy poured from his body, dyeing everything around him into an apocalyptic scene.

A cold smile hung on his lips. Every breath was accompanied by surging energy, and the ground beneath his feet had long since been unable to bear the pressure, collapsing outward from him in all directions.

In the distance, a spaceship was frantically fleeing into the sky.

Paragus stared fixedly through the porthole at his rampaging son, his forehead drenched in cold sweat. He had gone berserk again.

He did not dare stay another second. He immediately ordered a full-speed retreat to another star system, planning to return after Broly's rampage ended.

Son Gohan landed in front of Broly, sending shattered stones flying beneath his feet.

Broly lowered his head to look at this brat who had appeared out of nowhere. A cold smile spread across his face, his eyes looking at Son Gohan as though he were already dead.

No one had ever dared look him in the eye like this while he was berserk.

"Hey, Broly." Son Gohan raised his right hand, curling four fingers toward himself with a provocative smile on his lips.

"Want to have a go?"

Broly grinned, revealing a cruel smile.

"You're asking to die."

Grass-green energy erupted from within him, and he transformed into a green meteor as he charged straight at Son Gohan.

He was so fast that the air tore apart, a violent grass-green trail of energy streaming behind him.

That fist, carrying destructive power, smashed toward Son Gohan's face. Before it even arrived, the force of the punch had already gouged a trench into the ground.

Son Gohan had been prepared. He sidestepped, caught Broly's wrist with both hands, and guided it aside with the force—using the yielding technique of grappling to disperse most of that terrifying power.

Broly's punch missed, throwing his center of gravity forward. Son Gohan followed up with a reverse kick to his chest.

A muffled boom erupted as Broly flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through a distant rocky mountain. Falling rubble buried him beneath it.

Son Gohan withdrew his foot before he even had time to catch his breath.

Grass-green light exploded from the ruins, and the violent aura blasted the rubble into dust.

Broly rose from the smoke and dust, completely unscathed.

He rolled his neck, his joints cracking, and the smile on his face turned ferocious.

Then he suddenly let out a furious roar.

Violent grass-green energy surged madly from his body, ravaging everything in every direction.

Distant mountain peaks were sliced off by energy waves, several enormous craters thousands of meters wide were blasted into the ground, and the sky was lit grass green like the end of the world.

Broly's aura did not weaken in his rage. Instead, it rose higher and higher. The angrier he became, the stronger he grew.

The terror of the Legendary Super Saiyan was beginning to reveal itself.

Son Gohan watched the monster opposite him grow stronger with every exchange. Anticipation filled his heart, his fighting spirit stirred with excitement, and his blood boiled fiercely.

"Just like the legends said—original Broly. Infinite berserk amplification. The angrier he gets, the stronger his battle power becomes. His physical defense is absurd, attacks from opponents on the same level are almost ineffective, his energy is bottomless, and both his endurance and explosive power far surpass those of his peers."

Fighting an opponent like this was what made things interesting.

Son Gohan stopped testing him and directly transformed into Full-Power Super Saiyan. His hair stood upright and turned gold as his aura surged toward the heavens.

He took the initiative and charged forward. The two collided head-on, their fists meeting.

Boom—!!

The ground beneath them instantly exploded into a crater hundreds of meters wide, and the shock wave blasted the surrounding terrain into ruins.

Terrifying, tyrannical grass-green energy continuously surged from Broly's body, the pressure stacking layer upon layer before crushing down like a tsunami.

He suddenly opened his mouth. Violent grass-green energy gathered deep in his throat, then a torrent of energy blasted from his mouth straight at Son Gohan's face.

It was too fast. There was no time to dodge.

Son Gohan crossed his arms to block, and the energy blast exploded against them. The deafening explosion swallowed his entire body in smoke and fire.

When the smoke cleared, a large portion of the battle suit on Son Gohan's arms had been scorched black, while several faint white marks lined his skin.

He shook his arms and grinned.

"Damn, that's got some power."

Broly stood opposite him, grass-green energy churning around his body, a cold and wicked smile on his face.

That smile was pure malice, the desire to destroy everything.

The sight of it made Son Gohan furious.

His figure flashed.

A streak of golden aura trailed behind him as Son Gohan instantly appeared before Broly and drove a fierce punch into his face.

The force pierced through him. Broly's head snapped back, and even his green aura shuddered violently beneath that punch.

Before he could steady himself, Son Gohan flashed behind him and kicked him in the lower back, sending him soaring into the sky.

Broly flew into the air. Son Gohan's figure flashed again, appearing directly above him. He clasped his fists together, golden aura pouring into his arms as he smashed down hard.

Boom—!!

Broly crashed into the ground like a meteor, blasting out a massive crater a thousand meters across.

Before he could rise.

Son Gohan floated in midair, firing repeatedly with both hands. Countless golden energy blasts poured from his palms, raining down upon the bottom of the crater.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat—!

Layers of fiery explosions piled atop one another. The earth trembled continuously under the bombardment, while thick smoke soared into the sky.

At the bottom of the crater, grass-green energy erupted once more.

Broly rose from the smoke. His hair was still black, but the violent energy around him was even more intense than before, his grass-green aura blazing.

After taking that entire devastating barrage, his energy had not dropped. Instead, it was still rising sharply.

He raised his head toward Son Gohan in the air, the corners of his mouth splitting into an even more ferocious smile.