Son Gohan had plenty of experience in training, and just as much experience in getting under people's skin.
He had successfully enraged Cooler.
"You bastard, you've gone too far!" Black-purple light erupted around Cooler as he entered his black gold form and charged at Son Gohan, gritting his teeth.
"Heh, bring it on." Son Gohan gave a savage grin, stirred his Ki, and entered his beast form to meet him head-on.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Moments later, Cooler lay beneath his foot, his face bruised and swollen.
"Ugh..."
"Had enough?" Son Gohan asked.
"No! You cheated!" Cooler lay on the ground, grinding his teeth.
Son Gohan laughed. "Cooler, how old are you? You're a Galactic Emperor, for crying out loud. Don't you know all's fair in war? We're fighting here! Every trick we use is just a means to win!"
"If you won't admit defeat, let's go again. Hell, I don't even need my beast form. You still won't beat me."
"Fine! Keep your word. You're not allowed to turn into that silver-haired form."
"Come on, then."
True to his word, Son Gohan only transformed into Super Saiyan 4.
Cooler had the upper hand at first, but it lasted only fifteen minutes before he lost again.
Cooler was utterly stunned.
This was just plain bullying.
Who bullied someone like this?
Fortunately, his resolve wasn't that fragile. If anything, each defeat only made him more determined.
He got up and fought Son Gohan again, only to have his face beaten black and blue.
After losing more than a dozen times, Cooler simply lay on the ground and refused to get up.
Panting and covered in injuries, he decided to stop trying altogether.
"Had enough?" Son Gohan asked, sitting cross-legged beside him.
Cooler said nothing. He just lay there, making his surrender to