Seeing Frost transform into the same final form as Frieza, Son Gohan felt even more disgusted. He sneered and asked, "Is this the so-called power so strong that you can't control it? Is this all you've got?"
"What?"
Frost was taken aback, then laughed. "It seems you still don't understand. The strength of this form, my current power, is countless times greater than before."
Son Gohan snorted and said coldly, "You've only become a little over two hundred times stronger. To me, whether it's one or two hundred, there's no difference at all!"
Frost said in shock, "What arrogance... Then let me see whether your strength matches that arrogant mouth of yours!"
"Hmph!"
Son Gohan gave a cold snort, raised a hand and crooked a finger at him provocatively. "Come!"
That arrogant posture made killing intent flash through Frost's eyes!
Though that trace of killing intent was faint, and Frost believed he had concealed it well, Son Gohan in his Super God Blue form still sensed it.
The perception granted by a godly form was no joke.
Sensing the killing intent, Son Gohan became even more certain of his judgment, and the light in his eyes turned three points colder.
Whoosh!
Frost raised his hand and fired a Death Beam.
Seeing that familiar move, the disgust on Son Gohan's face deepened. His figure flashed, and while dodging the attack, he rushed straight in front of Frost and threw a punch!
Bang!!
"Ah!!"
Frost screamed miserably and spat out a mouthful of blood. His abdomen had suffered another heavy blow, and the twisting pain felt as though it were boring into his bones!
Frost staggered back two steps, then fell weakly to his knees, curling up in agony.
Standing above him, Son Gohan looked down at Frost coldly and mocked, "See?