Turles walked steadily, step by step, slowly towards Jass.
A violent aura surged and rose around him, emanating a suffocating sense of oppression.
After standing in front of Jass, Turles turned his head slightly and looked at Frieza was still kneeling on the ground.
"That's enough, Your Majesty."
A playful smile curled at the corner of his lips, his tone seemingly carrying a hint of teasing.
"Surely they shouldn't be so destitute that they can't even stand up?"
Frieza snapped out of his daze and humiliation.
A rare blush, as if burned, flashed across his silver cheeks, which had become somewhat dull due to the loss of power.
Then he immediately put on a stern face and slowly stood up.
In fact, he was certainly not so weak as to be unable to get up.
As a cosmic emperor, even now, with his power severely diminished, his physical strength and willpower are far beyond those of ordinary people.
They were simply driven to desperation by the beating.
Completely overwhelmed by what he saw as a "bug," the unprecedented sense of frustration and irritation was hard for him to accept for a time.
Driven by this restlessness and resentment.
He originally planned to use his disheveled appearance to lower Jass's guard so he could use some tricks on him.
However, Turles' sudden arrival disrupted his plans...
Planet Namek escaped disaster...
Frieza's expression became incredibly complex.
Turles casually tossed his hand to his side.
His tone was calm, yet his words carried weight.
"It's my turn to meet the 'strongest in the universe'!"
Frieza instinctively reached out and caught the bean.
"You're alone?" Frieza looked at Turles with suspicion.
Turles simply confirmed it again, albeit solemnly.
"One person!"
Frieza stretched his now fully recovered body, feeling the renewed surge of power within him, but his expression grew increasingly complex.
Finally, he took one last deep look at the resolute-looking Turles before rising into the air.
They landed on a nearby cliff.
Cross your arms in front of your body.
Silently gazing down.
He turned himself into an observer.
Turles finally slowly raised his head.
He met Jass's gaze.
The instant their eyes met, two completely different, yet equally terrifying, fighting spirits erupted!
A purplish-black aura, like demonic energy rising from the depths of Hell, suddenly burst forth from Turles ' body.
But it quickly closed up again, like a thin film adhering to Turles ' body.
Jass a furious roar!
The ground beneath their feet could no longer withstand this violent force and instantly collapsed and caved in!
That right fist, which appeared exceptionally large due to its excessive power, was wrapped in violent energy and slammed out fiercely!
Turles neither dodged nor evaded, and retaliated with his own fist!
Just as the two fists were about to collide!
The solidified air membrane around Turles was instantly coated with a layer of golden light!
His short black hair, bathed in golden light, stood on end, turning into a dazzling golden hue!
Super Saiyan!
The small fist met the big fist head-on!
There was no earth-shattering noise as I had imagined.
At this moment, the world fell into an eerie, absolute silence.
Time seemed to have been forcibly paused.
The next moment.
"BOOM--!!!"
A terrifying energy ripple, beyond description, exploded outwards from the point where their fists clashed!
It was a ring of pure, destructive energy!
Everything that the halo passed through collapsed!
Immediately afterwards, the two figures vanished from their spot.
In the sky, only the endless rings of sonic booms remained, along with the deafening, continuous roar!
Two streaks of light, completely invisible to the naked eye, intertwined, collided, separated, and then collided again amidst the clouds!
Each clash was accompanied by a deafening roar that could rip eardrums and a blinding flash of energy.
The entire sky seemed to have been forcibly torn apart by two colossal beasts from ancient times, leaving it fragmented!
Above the ruins below.
Son Goku and Piccolo stood side by side, gazing up at the devastating afterimages of the battle in the sky, their faces filled with indescribable shock.
"Wow... that's amazing!"
Son Goku's eyes widened. His Saiyan's warlike instincts made his blood boil, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement and shock.
Android 17 and Android 18 also stood not far away, silently watching the battle that had completely exceeded their comprehension.
Son Goku couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
That's too fast!
It was so fast that his eyes couldn't keep up at all!
The general direction of the battle could only be roughly judged by those two completely different energies.
He stared intently at the golden streak of light that crisscrossed the sky, and continued to marvel.
"My brother's aura... it's not as immense as King Frieza's, or that guy named Jass, but..."
"However, the power of his every move was beyond imagination!"
When Frieza transforms into his Silver Form, the aura he exudes is incredibly vast and boundless, like an endless cosmic sea.
Jass's aura, on the other hand, was filled with violence and madness. Although it was constantly rising, it was also so vast that it was terrifying.
In terms of sheer scale, Turles did not give people such a shocking impression.
Yet this seemingly insignificant aura unleashed a terrifying destructive power in every collision that was in no way inferior to, and even subtly surpassed, that of Jass!
The only one here who can truly see the battle between the two is Frieza.
Therefore, he could see things much more clearly than Son Goku and Piccolo.
From his perspective, this battle couldn't even be called a battle.
In a battle of attack and defense that is so simple that it's almost a one-sided show of skill, all you can see is one-sided manipulation!
Every attack by Jass.
Regardless of the magnitude of its power.
Even touching Turles was a pipe dream.
The center of the battlefield.
Jass roared, unleashing a barrage of blood-green energy punches like a dense rain of meteors, each strike accompanied by a sharp sonic boom that tore through the air, as he furiously slammed into Turles.
"Hateful!"
The more Jass fought, the more frightened and frustrated he became!
His speed and power, which he was so proud of, seemed like a joke in front of his opponent.
He clasped his hands together abruptly and forcefully moved them in front of him!
Two enormous, blood-green energy battle axes materialized out of thin air, their blades gleaming with a chilling light.
"Go to hell!"
This time will be no different from the past.
Turles easily neutralized his attack with a slight sidestep.
But Jass, of course, didn't believe in superstition.
He could sense that Turles was definitely not powerful enough to ignore his attacks, otherwise he wouldn't have kept dodging.
He was clearly affected when he occasionally managed to break through Turles's attacks!
However, despite his best efforts, he was unable to touch Turles, which gradually broke down Jass's defenses.
Of course he wouldn't know.
Turles had already arrived at the scene without anyone noticing when Frieza and Jass started their battle.
Turles had thoroughly analyzed and understood the fighting style, moves, and even habits that Jass displayed.
If you can't figure it out, then stop thinking about it!
Jass gave up thinking, his mind overwhelmed by endless anger and frustration.
It's a gamble that a miracle will happen!