Frieza frowned slightly, staring at Son Goku with a trace of surprise on his face.
He did not expect that Son Goku could recover from his injuries in a short period of time.
However, it doesn't matter. After all, in his opinion, this is just a waste of time.
He doesn't believe that anyone in this universe can defeat him.
As for the legends of Super Saiyan and Majin Buu, he scoffed and didn't take them seriously at all.
At this moment, Sky Manipulation suddenly became covered with dark clouds, as if being oppressed by invisible force and suffocating.
Frieza couldn't help but frown, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart:
"What's going on?"
Son Goku turned his head and looked into the distance, looking through the thick clouds, seeming to be catching something.
He murmured softly, "It should be Bulma and the others who successfully summoned Shenron, right?"
"What?!"
Frieza's anger broke out instantly, as if a ball of Lie Yan was burning in his heart.
"It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I would have gotten Dragon Ball!"
He was furious and quickly flew in the direction of Shenron.
But at this moment, Son Goku stopped in front of him like a Inazuma, with bright eyes.
"I will never let you, a bad guy who kills innocent people indiscriminately, get Dragon Ball!"
"What kind of indiscriminate killing of innocent people?!" A ferocious smile appeared on Frieza's face, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was mocking Son Goku's ignorance.
"Stop being so accusatory! You Saiyan killed so many people in the past. Is it right?"
"Ang! So it is destroyed!"
Son Goku said lightly in a magnetic voice.
???
Frieza was dumbfounded when he heard this.
At this moment, there was only one word in his mind.
Huh?
"No matter what! Get out of my way!"
Frieza roared.
Angry, he suddenly rushed towards Son Goku, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to tear the opponent into pieces.
At this moment, Frieza's head was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand, and he lost control of his body and fell heavily to the ground, making a deafening sound and flying dust, as if the whole planet was shaking.
His body left a deep mark on the ground, as if it had been plowed over and over, and it was full of embarrassment.
The figure on the back of the person holding Frieza's head and pressing him to the ground looked familiar.
Son Goku Looking carefully, he saw a tall figure wearing a black martial arts uniform, nearly two meters tall, with a strong physique and bright red hair, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.
The man stood up slowly, turned around, and showed a familiar smile.
"Ganazi!"
Son Goku cried out in surprise.
Although Ganazi's hair color had changed and his body had become more delicate and slender, he still recognized that familiar face.
Ganazi smiled and nodded in response.
"Tch! You've tricked me again!"
Raditz folded his arms dissatisfiedly and slowly fell next to him, with a look of disdain on his face.
He glanced at Frieza lying on the ground, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Are you a little too harsh? I haven't played yet!"
"Hahaha, I'm used to training with you, so I used a little more force."
Ganazi smiled easily, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.
There was no apology in his tone, but he looked very proud.
At this time, Piccolo flew over with Vegeta in his arms. He put Vegeta down gently, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Son Goku and Raditz, as if he was thinking about something.
Son Goku walked up to Raditz, looked at him carefully, frowned slightly, touched his chin and said:
"You look familiar?!"
Raditz became Super Saiyan 4, a completely different person, with no characteristics at all.
"Kakarot! Don't you even recognize your elder brother?"
"Huh?!!"
Son Goku cried out in surprise, feeling a shock in his heart.
Piccolo and Vegeta also looked shocked, as if all this was beyond their understanding.
Son Goku's eldest brother, isn't that called Raditz?
Isn't he dead? Why is he still alive and like this?
"Okay, let's talk about this later."
Ganazi interrupted their conversation. He took out a Senzu Bean from his arms and gently fed it to Vegeta.
Vegeta recovered instantly and quickly got up from the ground.
He looked at his palms in disbelief, his eyes shining with surprise.
"Is this the one you always eat? It's amazing!"
At this time, Vegeta's Power Level had reached three million, exuding a strong aura, as if it could explode with amazing power at any time.
Ganazi stood aside with firm eyes and a low voice:
"You should leave here first, leave this place to me and Raditz."
"Well! Having said that, it's really surprising," Son Goku's eyes flashed with incredible light, "You have become the same as Wumu. You can't feel the breath at all, and even the color of your hair has changed."
"..."
Ganazi's heart fluctuated, and he remembered that a few years ago, when Master Wumu just came out of Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Son Goku said the same thing.
At this time, he also understood what Master Wumu was thinking at that time. Saiyan changed his hair color very quickly.
"When you return to Earth, I will teach you how to become like this."
"Eh? I don't want it!"
Son Goku immediately waved his hand with a naughty look on his face.
"But you can become stronger this way!"
"Could it be that this is Super Saiyan?"
Vegeta's eyes lit up instantly and he took a step forward excitedly, his interest being aroused.
"Almost!"
"Okay, let me deal with Frieza."
Ganazi turned around and locked his eyes on the unconscious Frieza.
Son Goku nodded lightly and quickly left the battlefield with Piccolo and Vegeta.
His voice carried on the wind.
"Ganazi, Raditz, please be careful."
After they left, Ganazi turned around and was about to say something to Raditz.
But she saw him frozen in place, with a strange blush on his face, as if he was struck by some emotion.
"Hey! What's wrong with you?"
"Ah!"
Raditz was startled by the sudden question.
He looked around hurriedly, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"What's wrong? Is it time to wake up Frieza now?"
Raditz pretended to be calm and coughed, trying to hide his panic.
Ganazi did not respond immediately, but stared at him with a strange look, walked to him, and gently hugged his shoulders.
"Hey! Are you sick?"
"What a waste of time!"
Raditz impatiently broke away from Ganazi's arm, walked to the pit, and began to feed Senzu Bean to Frieza.
He wouldn't say it, because he was a little excited by Kakarot's concern.
The moment he fed Senzu Bean, Frieza's eyes suddenly opened, as if being shocked by electricity, he quickly stepped back and stared at the two people in front of him with vigilance, his face full of vigilance.
"Who are you?"
"King Frieza, you don't recognize me? I am Raditz!"
Raditz crossed his arms and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Raditz? Aren't you dead?"
Frieza frowned slightly and asked coldly.
"Isn't this revenge from Hell!"
Raditz said lightly.
"Stop talking nonsense, Frieza, today we will settle the grudge between you and Saiyan!"
Ganazi suddenly took a step forward, menacingly, like a beast that was ready to attack.
Frieza's face instantly turned pale, and his heart trembled.
He recalled the brief confrontation with Ganazi just now. He was unable to fight back, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide.
He trembled slightly, pointed to Raditz next to him, and said weakly, "Can I fight him?"
Raditz sneered and raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.
"That's great! He can also pick his opponents!"