After Piccolo knocked Frieza away, he immediately fired countless energy blasts from his hands.
All of them rained down on Frieza.
Boom! Boom!
The explosions spread across a radius of hundreds of meters, shaking the battlefield.
The Z Warriors smiled with relief. Yamcha pumped his fist and shouted, "Yes! Piccolo has defeated Frieza!"
But Krillin suddenly tensed. "No… I can still feel Frieza's energy. It hasn't gone down at all."
Tien Shinhan's expression darkened. "He's right. That barrage didn't even faze him. His power is untouched."
Vegeta crossed his arms, forcing a smirk. "Hmph. Even if Frieza is a monster, that Namekian clearly has the upper hand. I'll be fine now. I won't die here."
Piccolo stared calmly into the fading smoke.
As the dust cleared, Frieza emerged — only slightly bruised.
His veins bulged with fury, and his eyes burned with rage. "Namek… you've completely angered me!"
Then, his anger twisted into a cold laugh. "Gugugugu~~ You're lucky, Namek. I still have two more transformations. And with each one… my power increases dramatically."
Piccolo frowned. He hadn't even revealed his full strength yet, but if what Frieza said was true, then things would soon take a dire turn.
Frieza and Piccolo dropped back to the ground, their eyes locked.
Vegeta's face paled. He had convinced himself Piccolo could win, but now he realized the truth.
Frieza can't be defeated. Not by him. Not by anyone…
Frieza's aura flared violently as he began to transform again.
His body twisted and expanded. His skull elongated, new horns sprouting from his head.
When the transformation was complete, the Z Warriors gasped in shock.
"Uncle Piccolo…" Gohan whispered, trembling.
Krillin's voice cracked. "Oh no… his power just skyrocketed again!"
Yamcha clenched his fists. "This is bad. We're screwed unless Goku shows up fast."
Tien Shinhan grit his teeth. "Even if we all jumped in right now, it wouldn't matter. We're completely useless against him."
Piccolo's eyelid twitched as he stared at Frieza's hideous new form. "What a monster… Just transforming boosted his power this much…"
With a grunt, Piccolo tore off his weighted cloak and threw it aside.
It hit the ground with a heavy thud, leaving a crater in its wake.
Frieza smirked. "Ohhh? So you've been holding back as well. Interesting. Very interesting, Namekian."
Without the weights, Piccolo's power spiked — from around 1.3 million to 1.6 million.
Frieza licked his lips, smiling sadistically. "Good. Show me your real power. Don't let me down!"
With that, he lunged forward.
Piccolo darted back, dodging at high speed. The chase began.
Realizing Frieza's speed wasn't overwhelming yet, Piccolo regained some confidence.
But he knew running forever was useless. Sooner or later, he would have to fight head-on.
Frieza, meanwhile, wore a cruel grin.
He was toying with Piccolo, enjoying the struggle. I want to see this Namekian's limits.
He's the strongest I've ever fought — aside from Father. But even he… is nothing more than an insect to me.
Piccolo suddenly halted midair, raising two fingers to his forehead. Energy surged at his fingertips, crackling violently.
"Take this, Frieza!"
"Special Beam Cannon!!"
The golden spiral beam ripped through the air, aimed straight at Frieza's chest.
"Hmph?" Frieza noticed the overwhelming energy and quickly crossed his arms over his head.
BOOM!
The Special Beam Cannon struck dead-on, detonating in a massive explosion.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "Did it work?"
The Z Warriors held their breath, staring into the smoke.
When the blast faded, Frieza stepped forward — completely unscathed.
He licked his tongue across his lips. "That was impressive, Namek. Truly. But my power in this form is well over two million. To be exact—2.2 million. Your attacks simply don't measure up."
Piccolo's eyes widened. Even my strongest attack… nothing…
He clenched his fists. "This is bad…"
Frieza smirked cruelly. "What's wrong, Namek? Out of tricks already? Then allow me to end this."
Piccolo's aura flared as he bolted upward, refusing to give in. "Damn it! You won't kill me that easily!"
Frieza instantly gave chase. But this time, his speed was greater than Piccolo's. He was closing the distance with ease.
From the sidelines, Yamcha's face went pale. "Oh no… he's faster now! Piccolo can't outrun him anymore."
Krillin shouted desperately, "Goku, hurry up! If you don't come now, we're finished!"
Vegeta wiped the sweat from his brow, muttering to himself.
"This is insane… Piccolo's finished. And if he's finished… I don't stand a chance. I need to get out of here. Forget the Dragon Balls — survival comes first."
After a few more desperate evasions, Piccolo was finally caught. Frieza appeared before him in an instant, grinning with predatory delight.
"Namek," Frieza hissed, "your speed is pathetic compared to mine."
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