Buu's nose was deeply sunken, his eyes instantly filled with involuntary tears, his whole body leaned backward, and he stumbled back two steps.
At that moment, Buu felt like his whole world was falling apart.
His nose felt as if it had been crushed by a mountain; a stinging, throbbing pain exploded from his face and spread throughout his entire head.
Rez did not give him a chance to catch his breath.
He stepped forward, stretched out his large hand, and grabbed the tentacle on Majin Buu's head.
The tentacle pulled taut in his hand, as if he had seized a snake by its vital spot.
Then, he dragged Buu's body, slamming him back and forth, left and right, incessantly.
Buu's body traced arcs in the air, smashing into the ground, bouncing up, and slamming down again, emitting dull thudding sounds.
Dirt splattered everywhere, and shallow craters were smashed into the ground one after another.
Buu let out screams, his voice hoarse and shrill, echoing across the desolate wilderness.
His chubby body felt as light as a feather in Rez's hand, his limbs flailing weakly, completely unable to resist.
After all, compared to Rez, Majin Buu's strength was simply too far behind.
Three minutes later.
Rez stopped.
He stepped on Majin Buu's head, his sole firmly planted on that chubby face, pressing it into the dirt.
Rez looked down at him with a smile, his tone as relaxed as if he were asking a child who had done something wrong: "Tell me, do you dare to do it again?"
With his face buried in the dirt, Buu could only let out muffled "woo-woo" sounds.
He flailed his hands randomly on either side of his body, then raised them, opening his chubby palms in a gesture of surrender.
"I... I don't dare anymore... I surrender!" Buu shouted hastily, his voice muffled as it came from the dirt, carrying a hint of urgency and grievance.
Rez moved his foot away from Majin Buu's head and took half a step back.
"Turn into candy!" Just as Buu's head lifted from the dirt, a glint of cunning flashed in his eyes.
His tentacle snapped taut, light flickered at its tip, and a murky beam of energy surged toward Rez at incredible speed.
Rez had already mastered basic Ultra Instinct at this point, so it was impossible for him to be hit.
His body didn't even need instructions from his brain; it reacted the instant before the light touched him.
"Swish!"
Rez tilted his body slightly, moving like a willow branch swaying in the wind, easily dodging the incoming energy beam.
The beam grazed his side and struck a dead tree behind him, which instantly twisted and deformed, turning into a giant chocolate bar before crashing to the ground.
"Bang!"
Rez delivered another kick.
This kick was fast and fierce, landing squarely on Majin Buu's face and flattening his head instantly.
Buu's face looked as if it had been run over by a steamroller, turning into a flat, round pancake with his features squashed together, looking both funny and ridiculous.
Rez didn't feel satisfied with just that.
He lifted his foot again and began stomping on Majin Buu's body, one kick after another.
Every kick landed solidly, flattening Buu's chubby body until it lay on the ground like a spread-out piece of dough.
Afterward, Rez bent down, grabbed a corner of Majin Buu, lifted him off the ground, and rolled him up like a carpet into a meat roll.
Vegeta happened to witness this shocking scene, his eyes wide and his mouth open enough to fit a fist.
His body trembled slightly, whether from pain or fear, he did not know.
"Are you a demon?"
"I originally thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to be so evil."
The corners of Vegeta's eyes twitched violently; he couldn't bear to watch.
Linoshi, on the other hand, looked very curious. She hovered in the air, tilting her head slightly, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the meat roll in Rez's hand.
The corners of her mouth even turned up slightly, as if she found the meat roll interesting. There was no fear or disgust in her eyes, only a simple curiosity.
Vegeta's gaze swept back and forth between Rez and Linoshi, his mouth twitching.
"What a pair of scoundrels."
"Truly, birds of a feather flock together."
Rez kept slamming the meat roll against the ground.
He lifted the meat roll over his head and slammed it hard onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust; he picked it up, slammed it again; picked it up again, and slammed it once more.
The dull thudding sounds echoed across the wilderness—once, twice, ten times, twenty times.
He slammed it for a full ten minutes.
Suddenly, a chubby little hand appeared on the meat roll.
That hand struggled to stretch out from the layers of the "roll," fingers spread, holding a small white flag in its palm.
The white flag fluttered gently in the wind.
Rez smiled and stopped his actions.
He threw the meat roll onto the ground and lifted his foot again, stomping on it forcefully several times until it was flattened into a slice of meat.
He ground his sole on the meat slice, making "squish, squish" sounds.
"Do you submit?" Rez asked with a smile, his hands in his pockets, looking down at the flat slice of meat on the ground.
"Pop!"
The meat slice that Buu had turned into struggled and squirmed a few times, then, like an inflating balloon, slowly expanded, restored, and stretched out.
That round face puffed back up, his limbs extended again, and his body returned to its original state.
He lay on the ground, gasping for air, his chest heaving violently, looking up at Rez with a face full of terror.
"This demon!"
"I can't mess with him, absolutely can't mess with him!"
"You still dare to glare at me." Rez noticed that a trace of unwillingness still remained in Buu's eyes, so he kicked him again, landing directly on Buu's nose.
Buu's nose sank deeply inward again, tears instantly gushed out and slid down his cheeks, his mouth opened wide, and he let out a muffled wail.
"I asked if you submit, and you didn't speak, so it seems you still don't." Saying this, Rez rushed up and unleashed another round of inhumane attacks on Buu.
Fists slammed into Buu's face, body, and head; every blow was solid and merciless.
Buu's body was knocked about, rolling on the ground, screaming incessantly.
"I submit! I surrender!" Buu scrambled to cover his head, his chubby body rolling and crawling on the ground, shouting hastily.
As he spoke, Buu felt his sincerity might not be enough.
He quickly knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, and knocked his forehead against the dirt—once, twice, three times.
Perhaps this way he could get beaten a little less.
"This person is too powerful!"
"It feels like he can even damage the soul when he beats someone up."
"It's so hard, so very hard to recover."
"Since I can't mess with him, I better just give in."
A hidden glint flashed in Buu's eyes.
"I'll give in for now, and later I'll find a chance to absorb him."
"That'll show you for acting so smug in front of me!"
"Turn Broly back." Rez issued the order to Majin Buu, his tone flat, but his gaze carried an unquestionable authority.
"Yes!" Buu nodded obediently, a submissive smile plastered on his chubby face, as he climbed up from the ground and brushed the dirt off his knees.
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