Deep in Hell.
The smoke and dust from the explosion had not yet completely dissipated.
A terrifying, malevolent aura, colder, purer, and more powerful than that of the previous yellow fat man, suddenly erupted from the center of the explosion.
The colorful candy-bean barriers around them quickly faded under the influence of this aura, turning into a deathly gray-black.
Amidst the smoke and dust, a tall, slender figure wielding a sharp blade, shimmering in dark red, appeared and disappeared.
Turles frowned slightly, instantly abandoning his previous playful attitude, his muscles tensing as he prepared for battle.
The completely revamped Janemba seems to have changed more than just its appearance.
The sheer power of that evil aura was completely different from the previous Fatty's Janemba.
The dark red figure was finally fully revealed.
His body became slender and well-proportioned, his skin turned a dark red like Hell, purple horns sprouted from his shoulders and head, and a cold, cruel smirk graced his face.
He held a dark red longsword in his hand, and the space around the sword was slightly distorted by the evil aura emanating from it.
Before Turles could prepare, Janemba's figure instantly transformed into countless colorful cubes and vanished from the spot.
He launched an attack immediately!
After evolving, Janemba's fighting style became completely different, abandoning childish playfulness and aiming straight for fatal vitals with every move.
Turles' pupils contracted.
Almost entirely relying on his honed fighting instincts, he leaned back rapidly, his entire body forming an exaggerated angle with the ground.
laugh--!
A dark red sword blade swept past his face at lightning speed, almost grazing him, and the sharp sword wind directly severed a few strands of his loose golden hair.
Wow, so fast!
Turles felt a chill run down his spine; this speed was far superior to that of the fat man from before.
Before he could regain his footing, the attack from the Janemba struck again.
This time, the attack methods were even more unpredictable.
Janemba thrust his longsword straight into the void in front of him.
The next second, a tiny point of spatial distortion appeared without warning in the blind spot behind Turles ' back, and the poison-like dark red blade pierced out from it eerily!
This move caught Turles completely off guard!
In a split second, he managed to twist his body and narrowly avoid a fatal blow to his heart.
The sharp blade still managed to cut through his Battle Suit, leaving a long gash on his side. Crimson blood instantly gushed out, staining his clothes red.
The Janemba's attacks became increasingly fierce, filled with an explosive sense of power.
He swung his longsword wildly, each strike leaving a long-lasting black crack in the air, forcing Darle-S to retreat and defend, unable to find an opening to counterattack.
Turles frowned, trying to create some distance.
He flicked out several highly compressed golden Ki Blast with one hand, blocking the Janemba's pursuit route.
However, Janemba merely let out a disdainful sneer.
The longsword in his hand transformed into a series of dark red afterimages, effortlessly slicing through the air with the ease of cutting through tofu, shattering all the Ki Blast that were powerful enough to shatter mountains in mid-air!
An even stranger scene unfolded.
Janemba suddenly grabbed at the void with his left hand.
One of the Ki Blast he missed, about to fly past him, was enveloped by an invisible spatial force and vanished instantly.
The Ki Blast appeared directly above Turles ' head!
boom--!!!
The violent impact of the explosion caused Turles to stagger.
That's the flaw!
Janemba seized this brief opening in an instant, his figure transforming into a colorful cube once more, instantly appearing directly above Turles. Holding his sword in both hands, he gathered all his strength and slashed down with tremendous force!
In the critical moment, Turles roared, unable to dodge in time, and could only cross his arms and raise them, golden flames condensing into a tangible shield on his arms.
clang--!!!
The sword blade clashed with the arm shield, producing a deafening metallic clang!
The terrifying downward pressure caused the candy-bean ground beneath Turles' feet to collapse and shatter in large areas, like a spider web!
Under the immense pressure, Turles's arms bulged with veins, his knees bent slightly uncontrollably, and he was forced to sink downwards.
Suddenly, he showed signs of decline.
Beyond the distant battlefield.
Merus had appeared out of nowhere, arms crossed, watching the battle intently.
Pikkon, Olibu, and the others had already been placed in a safe area by him.
Seeing that Water Turles was starting to fall behind and even looked somewhat disheveled, Pikkon's face was filled with worry.
"That guy... looks like he's about to give up?!"
"There's nothing we can do! Who could have imagined that after that monster evolved, it would become so much stronger than before!"
However, despite the worried expressions on Pikkon and Olibu's faces, Merus showed no sign of concern.
His gaze was fixed on Turles.
He could sense the airflow within Turles's body; it was terrifyingly steady, showing no sign of disorder despite the current setback.
According to his observation, Turles' current situation is far from reaching its limit.
Merus narrowed his eyes slightly, even catching a fleeting, barely perceptible curve at the corner of Turles's mouth.
"Perhaps it's not time yet..."
This is in...
Are you deliberately enjoying the fight?
The center of the battlefield.
Turles withstood the mountain-like pressure of the Janemba's sword and slowly raised his head.
He spat out a mouthful of saliva tinged with blood, but instead of showing any panic, he revealed an excited smile.
"Speed and power have indeed improved considerably."
"Finally... this is getting interesting."
The moment the words fell!
Turles suddenly exerted force with both arms!
boom--!!!!!!
The extremely violent golden flames instantly surged exponentially!
The dazzling light illuminated the entire desolate, gray Hell as bright as day!
Its tail behind it started to crackle and pop!
A barely perceptible arc of dark red electricity began to flicker at his tail!
"It seems"
"?!"
Janemba's cold pupils suddenly contracted. He felt an irresistible and terrifying force surging back from beneath the sword!
His pride and joy were rendered utterly fragile by this sudden outburst of energy!
The Janemba, along with its sword, was violently blasted away by the shockwave!
He tumbled and rolled several times in mid-air before finally managing to regain his balance.
Turles slowly straightened up, casually twisting his wrist, which made a "crackling" sound, and assumed a counterattack stance.
He raised his eyes and looked at Janemba, who was in the distance with a look of surprise and uncertainty. The smile on his lips became even more blatant.
"Warm-up is over!"