Dragon Ball Roshi

Taro squinted his eyes. With a thought, Boom, the white aura around him exploded, and whoosh, his figure transformed into a blur as he charged straight toward Frieza in the midst of his second transformation.

"Ha!" Frieza shouted, swinging both arms downward!

Whoosh!

Three thorn-like spikes protruded from the back of his armored shell.

But at that moment…

Bang!

An immense force slammed into his abdomen!

Taro's knee drove deep into Frieza's stomach, and the power, strong enough to create a massive pit a thousand meters wide in the ground, surged into Frieza's body, as if attempting to pierce him completely!

"Puah!" Frieza spat out a mouthful of blood, his abdomen twitching and spasming.

But he grinned, and despite his face being bloodied and disfigured by the earlier energy wave, he showed a cold smile, looking almost ghostly. He reached out and grabbed Taro's knee, which was embedded in his abdomen.

The transformation continued!

Two hundred fifty thousand!

Two hundred eighty thousand!

Frieza's skull began to elongate, with sharp spines growing from the sides of his once-smooth head.

But at that moment, his skull was struck again, as if a massive meteor had crashed into him—

Boom!

Taro brought his fists together like hammers, smashing them down on Frieza!

Whoosh—

Frieza fell like a meteor, smashing into the ground with a bang that created a massive crater. When the dust settled, Frieza appeared unscathed, his form now showing the strange features of his second transformation.

He was tall but somewhat hunched, his nose had inexplicably disappeared, and the back of his head had extended into a long, protruding shape, resembling a cooked sausage on top of his body...

Frieza looked coldly at Taro, still floating in the air. His aura hadn't stopped rising!

He was still getting stronger!

Or rather... he had yet to unleash all his power!

At the same time, Taro had already started descending!

His right fist condensed with intense energy. As he fell from the sky, it created a faint thunderous sound!

A violent wind whipped up, and a tremendous pressure slammed down onto the ground, sending thick clouds of dust scattering in all directions, centering on Frieza as the target of Taro's punch.

Frieza, still in the midst of his transformation, watched as his armored skin began to shrink and peel off.

He continued to smirk.

Crack crack crack, Taro clenched his right fist tighter as he fell rapidly. His fist, now engulfed in blazing energy, became indistinct, and his Nine Tomoe Rinnegan pulsed with power.

Twenty times ocular technique.

Thirty million.

Boom!!!

The force of his punch was like a dragon, bringing with it the power of a landslide as it struck Frieza, who was still mid-transformation.

Frieza didn't dodge or avoid, taking the full force of the blow head-on!

Crack, crack, crack... Boom... The earth collapsed, huge cracks spreading and sinking in every direction.

The power of that single punch shattered the land.

And Frieza, now in his third transformation, was left battered, his body torn and bloodied from the impact.

"Hehehehe... Take this time to be arrogant" Frieza grinned, his injuries seemingly only fueling his cruel laughter. He was deep in the earth, and his gaze became colder by the second.

His aura had not weakened in the slightest.

It continued to climb!

Never stopping!

Four hundred thousand!

Five hundred thousand!

Eight hundred thousand!

A hand emerged from the depths of the earth, grabbing the bloodied Frieza, and with bang, bang, bang, bang, ignoring the thick layers of rock, he threw Frieza straight into the sky!

A figure followed, rushing toward Frieza's side in the air. His fists turned into a blur, surrounding Frieza in a shadowy cage of strikes!

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

The sound of countless hits echoed in the apocalyptic sky of the magical planet.

Taro treated Frieza like a helpless punching bag, ruthlessly pummeling him in the air. With his current strength, he could throw hundreds of punches per second, each with the force capable of collapsing a mountain—

With each punch, the terrifying shockwave of Taro's power would shoot through Frieza's body, creating ripples in the air, distorting it visibly.

When the shockwave struck upward, it would pierce through the thick clouds, leaving a hole behind, with occasional flashes of lightning inside.

Finally…

The strikes became fewer and fewer, until they abruptly stopped.

Taro's fist was caught by another hand.

It was Frieza.

Frieza after completing his third transformation.

Frieza, having unleashed all his restraints.

He had finally returned to his true form. His figure had once again become compact, and his smooth body had no trace of any injuries—everything had vanished.

Floating in the air, Frieza held Taro's fist, a sinister expression on his face, making strange hissing sounds. Coldly, he spoke: "So… you enjoyed hitting me, did you?"

Taro smiled in front of him, then forcefully pulled his fist free.

Frieza casually let go.

"As expected... you can't be hurt," Taro said, taking a few steps back and shaking his head.

There were rumors that, at Frieza's weakest form, one could kill him with a surprise attack, even without a power level of over a hundred million. One might not need to transform into a Super Saiyan; a power level of one to two million could be enough to defeat the Universe Emperor.

In the original story, if Piccolo had arrived at Namek sooner, fused with Nail sooner, and gained the power surpassing Frieza's first transformation, with his one million power level, he could have killed Frieza when his power was only at five hundred thirty thousand.

Or if Vegeta had self-inflicted injuries, allowing Dende to heal him and granting him a power boost, he could have easily killed Frieza before he transformed.

But the truth was, this didn't work.

Even though Frieza had sealed his true strength through his transformations, his terrifying one hundred twenty million power didn't simply disappear. His strength didn't vanish into thin air—it was just wrapped up in layers of his transformation "shell," unable to be expressed.

He was still that terrifying entity with one hundred twenty million power.

Indeed, he could unleash varying levels of power depending on his form, but the total energy within him remained unchanged. Unless his power reached a certain threshold... even if you could injure him, you could never truly kill him with conventional methods.

A voice from the North Kai echoed in the sky: "Now you understand how terrifying Frieza is, don't you? Listen to me, Taro, you're no match for him right now…"

"Not necessarily." Taro replied with a playful smile, looking at the floating Frieza in his third form. He spoke softly: "What if... all my previous attacks were made using the Destructo Disl? What if, before his power reached a certain level, I used Destructo Disk to directly cut through his body? What do you think, Kai-sama... could I kill him?"

"Hmm? Destructo Disk?" The North Kai, recalling the scene from twenty years ago on Namek, where Taro had used a Destructo Disk to sever Dart's body at six times his strength, was momentarily stunned.

At that moment, Frieza's voice echoed in Taro's ear, his tone as cold as if it came from the depths of hell: "You... dare to be distracted during our battle?"

Taro's eyes, shaped like a rare Jewel, contracted sharply.

A shadow of a fist appeared in his eyes, growing larger and larger...

Boom!

A faint red, fully manifested Susanoo armor, resembling a burning suit of armor, wrapped around Taro's body.

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