Turles slowly retracted his arm, which was gradually returning to normal, and the swollen muscles on his arm quickly subsided.
He watched as Dabura slowly rose from the deep pit in the distance.
They have already witnessed the effectiveness of their tactics.
Although he is currently able to achieve relatively ideal results in applying the power of the Super Saiyan form.
His steady breathing allows him to flexibly Control the rhythm of the battle.
However, it's still a stretch to deliver a decisive blow in terms of sheer power!
With such bulging muscles, he had enough strength, but his clumsiness and sluggishness were too fatal weaknesses. Against an opponent of Dabura's caliber, he was just a sitting duck.
So, if we could combine the advantages of both, that would be the effect Turles wanted!
Based on the normal Super Saiyan form, maintaining speed and control, it switches to the Muscle form only the instant it attacks an enemy, unleashing all its power!
(ps: This switching follows the logic of red-blue switching, which requires one form to be flexible and stable while the other has sufficient power. It's not like the early stages of Goku where power is gathered and instantly increased upon attack. The two are fundamentally different; the former is for combat, while the latter is for conserving power.)
"Warm-up is over."
Dabura's face was ashen as he clutched his chest, wracked with pain.
Stop with the pretense!
Dabura stood up, roared angrily, and launched the first attack.
His figure flashed, and the long sword in his hand transformed into a dark red trail, soaring into the sky!
It's here!
Turles deftly swerved to the side, still carefully dodging Dabura's attacks!
Just as he was about to get close to Dabura, Turles ' right arm muscles suddenly swelled up!
He punched his wide-open ribs!
However, this time, Dabura revealed a cold smile.
"Got you!"
The moment Turles switched muscle forms, his speed noticeably faltered, and his entire movement became clumsy!
Dabura neither dodged nor evaded, but suddenly raised his longsword to block!
"Clang--!"
Dabura took the heavy punch head-on, his arm going numb from the impact, but he swung his sword hilt back and slammed it hard into Turles ' shoulder!
Bang!
Turles staggered backward, shaking his numb shoulder, a piercing pain shooting through his left shoulder.
"Ha, so this is your trick."
Dabura proudly declared that he had completely seen through Turles's tricks.
"Trying to deceive your opponent with such instantaneous changes? Too bad, such crude tricks can't fool me, the King of the Demon Realm!"
Turles rubbed his aching shoulder in response.
Shake it gently.
Have I been seen through?
He truly deserves to be called the King of the Demon Realm.
However, Turles was not discouraged by this.
The two clashed again, their swords flashing and fists clashing, creating a surge of energy.
Dabura seized upon the fleeting hesitation that Turles experienced each time he switched muscle forms, launching repeated attacks.
Turles quickly sustained several cuts from the sword energy, and blood seeped from his arms.
But he didn't care at all; his entire focus was on Control his body.
He quickly became familiar with this switching rhythm during the battle, from initially doing it deliberately to gradually making it flow smoothly.
The battlefield on the other side.
The battle between Son Gohan and Cell has reached a fever pitch.
"Boom!"
Cell's figure left trails of high-speed afterimages in the air as he tried to get behind Son Gohan.
With his keen fighting instincts, Son Gohan was able to react precisely to each of Cell's attacks, deflecting them one by one.
The two were deadlocked.
But Cell became more and more excited as the fight went on, and the smile on his face grew increasingly frenzied.
"Yes! That's it! Son Gohan! Let me see where your limits are!"
In contrast, Son Gohan's expression grew increasingly serious.
His physical strength was beginning to decline noticeably, and the number of wounds on his body was gradually increasing.
Subterranean spaceship.
"Kill them! Yakon!"
Babidi tried to use magic to change the battle environment several times, but Shin seized the opportunity to interrupt him!
Left with no other choice, he could only rely on Yakon to continuously increase the distance between himself and the Supreme Kai's servant.
However, it was clear that it was extremely difficult for Yakon to hold off two people by himself.
Babidi was becoming increasingly panicked.
He kept urging Cell and Dabura to come and protect him, but to no avail.
Those two guys are each facing formidable enemies!
... The scene returns to the ground battlefield.
Turles seemed to be gradually finding his rhythm.
He gave up on deliberately exerting force to switch forms, and instead turned this switching into an instinct.
The instantaneous switching intervals are constantly getting shorter!
"It's over!"
Dabura roared and swung his sword again, believing he had caught Turles in another opening.
However, Turles ' figure only flashed briefly in the sword light.
The next moment.
A fist had already smashed solidly into his abdomen.
But this time he couldn't grasp that fleeting sense of sluggishness!
boom--!!!
Dabura's body was sent flying backward by the punch.
He scrambled to his feet, staring incredulously at Turles in the distance.
He quickly regained his composure and launched another fierce sword formation.
This time, Turles advanced instead of retreating.
Every time Turles closed in on him from various angles...
Dabura could only see swollen arms appearing out of thin air, while his own body had already been blasted away by that irresistible force.
His defense, his reactions, are slowly crumbling, bit by bit!
Until it expires!
I can't keep up with Turles ' pace at all!
"Hateful!"
Desperate, Dabura, after being repelled once, made a desperate move, opening his mouth again and spitting out that deadly Petrifying Spit!
Just as Dabura spat out his saliva and his body stiffened, Turles, seemingly getting into the swing of things, lunged forward and unleashed a barrage of explosive punches!
At this moment, Dabura could no longer see any trace of Turles ' attack changing form in his vision!
The feeling is that someone unleashed power far beyond their own limits!
That kind of destructive power beyond what's expected!
Dabura has completely lost its ability to fight back!
Turles ' punches were faster and heavier than the last!
Dabura's body twisted and deformed in mid-air, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking...
The demonic sword in his hand had already left his grasp...
His consciousness began to fade...
The King of the Demon Realm's body has fallen again!
Turles ' figure slowly descended.
His chest was heaving violently.
The physical exertion caused by muscle mass should not be underestimated.
When that cold gaze locked onto Dabura, who was lying on the verge of death in the pit, a subtle change occurred on the latter's forehead.
The distorted M-shaped symbol was slowly fading away...