Granolah had put away all her disdain for Baby.
The red light from the auxiliary sight on his right eye flashed, and Oatmeel's voice echoed in his mind, locking Baby's figure, which was radiating dazzling golden light, firmly in the aiming frame!
suddenly!
Baby's figure vanished from Oatmeel's lens as if into thin air! The speed was so fast that even the instruments experienced a brief delay in capturing it.
But Granolah, acting on her instincts, suddenly turned to the side!
A sharp, golden blade of energy whistled past his nose, instantly slicing through the endless ruins behind him, leaving a deep, smooth gash.
Baby reappeared where Granolah had been standing, still in a slashing stance, a hint of surprise flashing in her crimson eyes.
"Oh? You actually managed to dodge it?"
Granolah frowned, then flicked her finger, sending a high-density beam of light condensed at her fingertip straight towards Baby's forehead.
Baby sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, and directly raised her palm.
Golden ripples of energy spread outwards, yet failed to harm him in the slightest.
Is that all?
Baby laughed wildly and lunged forward, transforming into a streak of light.
Granolah was equally unwilling to be outdone, and with a swift movement, she went to meet her.
Two beams of light, one gold and one green, collided violently in mid-air!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dull thuds of flesh colliding, like a barrage of thunderous drums, exploded wildly above the ruins.
Baby a powerful, sweeping kick, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound as it tore through the air, aimed at Granolah's neck.
Granolah quickly raised her left arm to block.
Thump!
The immense impact caused his body to sink sharply downwards, and the ruins beneath his feet instantly cracked like a spiderweb.
What a heavy force!
But Granolah seized the opportunity to grab Baby's ankle, and with a burst of violent energy, slammed her right fist into Baby's knee.
Baby reacted extremely quickly, using the force of being grabbed to tumble violently in the air, and kicked Granolah precisely in the chest with her other foot.
Both of them were sent flying backwards at the same time.
Baby frowned slightly.
How could that be!
This guy... this nobody who suddenly appeared out of nowhere!
How could I possibly keep up with the power of my own body!
This is Golden Frieza!
It is the ultimate form of the cosmic emperor! It is the most perfect and powerful vessel for his own revenge plan!
His pride and joy were no match for the man before him, which he couldn't defeat in a short time!
This round of clashes was clearly evenly matched!
However, subtle differences can actually be seen from their demeanor.
Above the ruins, two beams of light, one golden and one green, exploded with a deafening roar.
Granolah slid backward.
He stopped, his chest rising and falling slightly.
The alarm bells of Oatmeel blared wildly in his ears, signaling that the machine was under extremely dangerous strain.
Opposite them, Baby hovered in mid-air, her expression slightly surprised, but her breathing was steady.
Granolah was far more shocked than Baby.
He made a wish through the Dragon Ball, sacrificing his entire lifespan in exchange for the greatest power in the universe.
After a series of exchanges, the fight remained so deadlocked...
This claim of being the "number one in the universe" is far too exaggerated!
Could even Eternal Dragon lie?
"That really surprised me."
Baby hovered in the air, his gaze sweeping over Granolah with unbridled ferocity.
"I'm truly surprised to find someone like you in the universe."
Baby licked her lips, making no attempt to hide the drooling in her eyes.
"I like your body more and more every time I look at it!"
A confident smile appeared on Baby's face.
Before the words were even finished, Baby her own.
Golden Frieza's speed was pushed to the limit, instantly breaking the sound barrier.
The air was torn apart with a loud bang.
A sky full of golden afterimages completely surrounded Granolah.
The wind howled with each punch, every strike aimed straight for vital points.
Granolah had no chance to counterattack and was forced to switch to a full-scale defensive strategy.
Meanwhile, on another battlefield...
Dark red lightning flashed back and forth among the ruins.
Hatchiyack's massive, mountain-like body relentlessly pursued, raining down heavy punches, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of Turles's clothes.
Turles was agile and moved with ease.
While dodging the giant punch, he kept an eye on Baby's movements out of the corner of his eye.
Baby is completely dominating Granolah.
The Golden Frieza body did not suffer irreversible damage in the battle.
Turles understood.
Turles snapped out of his reverie and refocused his attention on Hatchiyack in front of him.
Give up thinking.
Abandon predictions.
Surrender your body completely to your instincts.
He wanted to forcibly strip away the " Selflessness " state taught by Merus from this Limit Form of violent savagery.
Hatchiyack roared and swung his arms violently.
Two violent pink energy waves tore through the air, heading straight for Turles' face.
Turles closed his eyes, but turned his body to the side with an extremely slight movement.
The energy wave grazed past his nose and exploded on the ruins behind him.
Perfectly avoided.
Undeterred, Hatchiyack unleashed a series of powerful punches.
Each punch carried a terrifying force that tore through space.
Turles ' body, however, can make an evasive maneuver the instant the punch touches his skin.
Tilting the head to the left, leaning back, and taking a side step.
The movements were fluid and graceful.
However...
All of this seemed highly effective, but in reality, it was still Turles himself subconsciously controlling his body to dodge...
Gradually, he began to slowly detach himself from control, letting his body become familiar with the feeling on its own...
With the warm-up in place, their bodies seemed to quickly adapt to Hatchiyack's offensive rhythm.
This fighting style, which doesn't require the brain to process information and allows the muscles to react directly, gave him an unprecedented sense of smoothness.
When Hatchiyack saw that all his attacks had missed and that his opponent was still blindfolded, he was enraged.
This is an insult to it!
A blinding pink light erupted from the core of its resentment.
Its massive body reared up and let out a deafening roar.
The offensive instantly became incredibly ferocious.
His fists swung wildly, transforming into a dense pink meteor shower that covered the entire sky.
The surrounding ruins were completely crushed into powder by this violent force.
Turles ' body instinctively wanted to continue dodging.
But suddenly, the belligerent genes and violent aura of the " Limit Form " backfired within his body.
The Saiyan ' inherent wildness clashed violently with that peaceful state of " Selflessness "!
Two diametrically opposed forces clashed wildly within his body.
Turles was startled, completely unprepared for things to go wrong at this moment.
He overestimated his ability to Control these two extreme forces.
Hatchiyack's fist is already coming!
Turles didn't even have time to get into a defensive stance before he was knocked down with a single punch.
A towering column of dust shot up with a deafening roar.
However, when the smoke cleared, Turles did not appear to have suffered any major damage.
He closed his eyes amidst the smoke and dust, gathering and suppressing his own energy once more!
He forcefully softened that fierceness...