Cooler and Son Gohan faced off from a distance, both radiating fierce, oppressive Ki.
Gale-force winds swept through, sending sand swirling backward and making Son Gohan's clothes snap and flap.
As for why Cooler's clothes weren't mentioned, that was because he wasn't wearing any.
The spectators also widened their eyes, eagerly awaiting the battle to come.
"Son Gohan, if you lose, kneel down and apologize to me," Cooler said coldly.
"Haha, what kind of joke is that? Lose? Sorry, but the thought never crossed my mind," Son Gohan replied.
"Heh. Laugh. Keep laughing. Just don't cry later. Transform. Use that strongest transformation of yours."
Cooler narrowed his eyes, already thinking about what he would say to humiliate Son Gohan after beating him into the dirt.
Once he defeated Son Gohan, no one would be able to stop him.
That God of Destruction and those Angels rarely interfered. He knew that perfectly well.
Kill me? Hang me up in Heaven to play with Fairies?
Just you wait, Son Gohan. I'll beat your face so swollen that your wife will be disgusted with you and spit in your face.
As Cooler entertained those thoughts, the corners of his mouth had already begun to curl into a smug smile.
Son Gohan glanced at him, feeling a slight urge to tear that smile off his face.
"I don't even know which transformation is my strongest anymore. Let's start small with Super Saiyan 4."
As he spoke, he clenched his fists, unleashed his Ki, and transformed into Super Saiyan 4.
Cooler flew into a rage. "You bastard! You dare look down on me?"
Super Saiyan 4?
How many versions behind was this transformation of Son Gohan's?
Back then, Son Gohan had killed him using this very Super Saiyan 4 form.
*Was this meant to humiliate