Because Seven-Three had copied Buu, his fighting style was practically identical to Buu's.
In just one exchange, Jass pounded him into scraps of flesh.
The scraps writhed, then zipped back together, restoring his original appearance.
With a pop, Buu inflated like a balloon, turning from scraps of flesh back into his chubby self.
"What kind of body is that?" Jass froze for a moment at the sight of Majin Buu's and Seven-Three's bizarre physiques.
Even that couldn't kill them?
Ha, interesting!
Majin Buu curled his lips, his eyes narrowing until they disappeared. He rose into the air, and the antenna on his head lashed out with a bolt of purple lightning aimed at Jass.
"Turn into Chocolate!"
It was his wondrous magic that could turn living beings into all kinds of candy.
Jass flickered away, easily dodging it.
The purple sparks missed, conjuring a puff of white smoke in midair.
"Tch!"
Jass sneered, his figure flickering again.
He was so fast that no one could track his movements.
The next instant.
He appeared behind Buu, thrust out one hand, and firmly grabbed the antenna on Buu's head, holding him in place while his other hand hammered blow after blow into Buu's body.
Buu's body flailed through the air, battered into all sorts of shapes as he howled in agony.
Jass's wild laughter rang out alongside those screams.
"Bastard! Die!"
"Special Beam Cannon!"
High in the sky, Piccolo pressed his index and middle fingers to his forehead. His aura surged, and arcs of electricity flickered all around him.
His Special Beam Cannon, reputed to be the strongest single-target attack, was fully charged.
"Die!"
He raised his hand and pointed.
The Special Beam Cannon roared forth, golden and purple energy spiraling together as it shot straight toward Jass and Majin Buu.
*Sorry