Frieza's Final Transformation

Though Grand Elder found it a little strange, he understood and began unlocking Son Wuling's potential, extending his palm toward him.

"It's all right, Son Wuling. I can sense that within your cold, piercing energy lies a warmth like the sun. You and your companions are good people, aren't you?"

Son Wuling had cultivated Natural Energy longer than anyone else. In just a short while, his energy had surpassed Piccolo's, and it was still rising!

Son Wuling immediately began slowly concealing his surging energy. Like Son Goku, he had undergone the same training and built an excellent foundation.

Son Wuling even suspected that the reason Vegeta had always been unable to surpass Son Goku in the original Dragon Balls was because of this. He had never built his foundation step by step like Son Goku, so he had always been held down by him!

"Yes, they're my family—companions I'd trust with my life!"

Son Wuling answered earnestly.

Piccolo was instantly sent flying backward. Against Frieza's third form, he was no match at all. Destruction Bullets shot from Frieza's fingers, battering Piccolo's body in a dense barrage.

His martial arts uniform was already torn, purple blood flowed from his wounds, and his energy grew weaker and weaker!

"Ho ho ho... What's wrong, Namekian? Can't move anymore? Tell me, what exactly did you eat just now to recover in an instant? Otherwise, I'll show you what pain is."

Frieza let out his signature laugh. As Piccolo's energy continued to weaken, Frieza's third form wore a savage, eerie grin, reveling in the feeling of toying with life.

"Stop..."

The childish voice carried a trace of madness. Frieza froze slightly as Son Gohan transformed into a streak of light and charged straight at him.

"Another brat, huh!"

Frieza raised his palm, and Son Gohan slammed directly into it.

"Ah, that hurts..."

Frieza's palm felt as though it were about to fracture, and he put away his contempt.

"Yaaah..."

Son Gohan's fists pounded Frieza's abdomen without pause. The angrier he became, the heavier his blows grew.

"Gahhh..."

Frieza cried out in pain, as though Son Gohan's punches were about to tear straight through his body.

"Hah!"

Son Gohan struck Frieza's head, sending him crashing into a distant mountain with a deafening boom.

"Masenko!"

Piccolo had taught him this move. With both palms placed against his forehead, a thick beam of energy lit the entire world crimson as it struck Frieza.

"Maximum power..."

Son Gohan roared in fury, and the Masenko swelled to more than twice its size before blasting into Frieza's body.

Piccolo's blurred vision was utterly stunned. He had already sensed that Son Gohan's energy had surpassed his, but seeing it with his own eyes still filled him with shock and disbelief.

"Wuling was right, Gohan. You possess potential greater than any of ours!"

The Masenko faded. Frieza lay prone on the ground, blood flowing from his body. Son Gohan's attack had left him badly hurt.

"Uncle Piccolo..."

Son Gohan hurriedly flew to Piccolo's side, supported him onto a mountaintop, and quickly took out the Senzu Beans Son Wuling had prepared in advance.

"Uncle Piccolo, hurry and eat a Senzu Bean!"

Piccolo did not stand on ceremony. He chewed it up and swallowed it, and his injuries and strength recovered in an instant!

Seeing Piccolo recover, Son Gohan smiled. "Uncle Piccolo, that's great! Luckily Uncle Wuling gave each of us five Senzu Beans beforehand."

Piccolo looked at Son Gohan with relief. "I've already used up all my Senzu Beans, but Frieza wanted to know about them, so he didn't kill me."

Frieza stood back up. He noticed that the Namekian called Piccolo had recovered once again.

"That thing again? It restored him in an instant? Damn it, I have to force him to tell me what it is. But that brat... Hmm, a tail. He's a Saiyan too."

Frieza sensed that something was wrong and muttered to himself.

Back on Earth, Son Gohan's tail had grown back. Piccolo had intended to cut it off, but Son Wuling stopped him and had it kept.

"Whose child is he? He doesn't resemble Nappa or Vegeta. Hmm, could he be Raditz's child? Impossible. How could a Saiyan unleash such combat power?"

Frieza could not help thinking to himself, even growing angry. Those wild monkeys who knew only battle and destruction were now capable of threatening him.

"Could it be..."

Frieza thought of a legend that had long been passed down among the Frieza Race—the Super Saiyan!

"Could this brat be the legendary Super Saiyan?!"

Frieza's energy swelled once more, and cracks spread across his entire body.

"If that's the case, then I'll let you witness my ultimate power—my true self!"

Piccolo and Son Gohan were completely dumbfounded. Frieza's energy was surging explosively again.

"Th-this is Frieza's final transformation?" Piccolo's mouth hung open in shock, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"Frieza! Does his energy have no end?!"

Crack...

With a violent explosion, Frieza kicked up a massive cloud of dust! His energy surged, and Frieza's final form—his original appearance—revealed itself before Piccolo and Son Gohan!

Compared to before, Frieza had fewer adornments on his body. He looked smoother and more restrained overall, and his body had shrunk considerably. Purple skin covered the top of his head, shoulders, chest, wrists, and ankles! With silver and purple as its main colors, his body possessed a sleek, sci-fi artistic simplicity!

"Th-that is Frieza's true appearance?"

Son Gohan unconsciously took a step back. Though Frieza did not look as terrifying as before, his energy was immensely powerful. The suffocating pressure left them struggling to breathe.

Frieza lightly raised a finger, and a Death Beam shot toward Piccolo.

"Uncle Piccolo..."

Son Gohan reacted and knocked Frieza's Death Beam away with one palm!

Whoosh...

Boom...

Frieza's Death Beam struck a distant hill, and Namek's heavens and earth changed drastically. The once-clear skies of Namek were shrouded beneath dark clouds!

Crack... Boom...

The ground shattered, and all of Namek shook violently. Amid the explosion of the Death Beam, Namek looked like the end of the world in Son Gohan and Piccolo's eyes—magma erupted, and a massive shockwave spread outward.

Piccolo and Son Gohan instinctively steadied themselves to avoid being blown away by the blast!

Frieza coldly watched Son Gohan. Even amid such a violent gale, he remained calm, standing within the wind like a king.

As the shockwave faded, the arm Son Gohan had used to knock away Frieza's Death Beam felt numb and intensely painful. Yet he still stubbornly stared at Frieza, showing no sign of surrender.