"Damn Saiyan brat! Don't think for a second that this King cannot defeat you! I was merely careless just now. Next, I will kill you using the most cruel methods imaginable, and then I will tear your corpse into ten thousand pieces!"
The lingering Frieza continued to howl at Qin Yan, his crimson eyes flashing with intense murderous intent. His gaze was filled with defiance and hatred, yet it was nothing more than the fury of the powerless.
"Heh! Is that so?"
Facing Frieza's shouting, the corner of Qin Yan's mouth curled into a disdainful smile. The guy truly was like a dead duck with a hard beak stubborn to the very end.
"Enough! Frieza, you step back for now. I will deal with this Saiyan brat myself."
"What? Cooler, what are you talking about? This is my prey! You don't need to worry about it. I can kill him myself and use his blood to wash away my shame!"
"How about the two of you just come at me together?" Qin Yan said, beckoning toward Cooler and Frieza with a hooked finger in a blatant provocation.
Slam! A loud explosion echoed.
The purple tail behind Cooler lashed violently against the ground. The hard rock was instantly pulverized into dust, and a small crater was smashed into the earth.
Heh! Beside them, the three members of Cooler's Armored Squadron, led by Salza, began to laugh coldly. They knew that King Cooler was currently consumed by rage.
They thought to themselves that this Saiyan brat, Qin Yan, was truly seeking death by daring to provoke the two strongest Kings in the universe. It was pure, reckless ignorance.
"Heh! I admire your courage. To think you'd dare speak to us like that. I don't know if you are truly ignorant or if you think your meager strength makes you invincible. Brat, you are far too arrogant.
The universe is much larger than you can imagine." Cooler's face was dark, his words dripping with a boundless chill that caused the surrounding temperature to plummet. At the same time, a powerful aura erupted from his body.
The formidable pressure swept across the land, forcing the three members of Cooler's Armored Squadron to retreat several steps. The very earth began to tremble. Cold sweat poured down Salza's forehead as his heart raced in terror.
He had gained a new level of respect for King Cooler's power, yet he also felt a spark of excitement. He had never seen King Cooler fight seriously before, and it seemed he would finally get his wish.
Despite Cooler's display of power, Qin Yan stood at the center of the vortex. Facing that immense pressure, his form remained as steady as Mount Tai, unmoving and towering. His expression was relaxed, almost leisurely, as if he were enjoying a pleasant stroll.
"Heh! You truly do have some skill."
Seeing Qin Yan remain unfazed under his intense pressure, Cooler couldn't help but look at him with a slight sideways glance. That had only been a simple test. To be expected of the man who could defeat Frieza.
Cooler acknowledged Qin Yan's strength, and precisely because of that, he knew he couldn't allow Qin Yan to live. Bloodlust surged in his crimson eyes, sending a shiver down the spine of anyone watching.
"Salza! Lead the others and go eliminate all the remaining Saiyans."
Cooler spoke without looking back, his majestic voice ringing in the ears of the three squadron members.
"As you command, King Cooler."
Hearing his order, the three answered in unison.
"We shall take our leave, Lord Cooler, Lord Frieza."
The three members of the Armored Squadron paused, adjusted their posture, bowed with their right hands over their chests, and then took flight.
"Liya!!!" Qin Yan shouted toward the distance.
A moment later, whoosh! A small black shadow appeared before Qin Yan like a ghost.
"What is it, Brother Qin Yan?"
It was little Liya. Her head tilted as she looked at Qin Yan with curiosity, her large, bell-like eyes sparkling with energy.
"Liya, those three guys are yours to practice with. Kill them all. No problem, right?"
Qin Yan pointed toward the departing squadron members, speaking to Liya with a flat tone as if he were discussing a trivial chore. He clearly didn't think much of Cooler's elite squadron, viewing them as nothing more than ants.
The reason he sent Liya was entirely to hone the little girl's combat experience. As for the gap in strength between Liya and Salza, there was no need to worry. Shortly after Qin Yan had given her the Nine Yin Manual (Divine Version), he had also taught her the Kaio-ken.
The Divine version of the Nine Yin Manual was a top-tier cultivation technique that focused on the physical body, mental strength, and Qi. Having reached the 9th level of the first stage, Liya's physique was already extraordinary.
Combined with her Saiyan heritage, her current strength was enough to handle a 10x Kaio-ken. however, the side effects were too great for a child of her age, so Qin Yan had restricted her to a maximum of a 5x Kaio-ken to avoid affecting her physical development.
Even at only 5x, with a base combat power of over 60,000, Liya's power would soar to over 300,000. This was more than enough to deal with Salza and his companions, and the 5x multiplier wouldn't cause any lasting harm to her body.
"Hee hee! No problem, Brother Qin Yan! Leave it to me!"
Liya giggled, her excitement palpable as she rubbed her hands together.
"Mmh, be careful and take care of yourself. Use your full strength against the enemy immediately; don't give them a chance to resist, understood?"
Qin Yan nodded, not forgetting to show his concern before she left. Although Salza and the others didn't pose a huge threat to her, Liya was inexperienced. Those three were old veterans of the galaxy, and he feared they might use underhanded tricks or sneak attacks. Reminding her to be cautious was part of her training.
"Mmh! Brother Qin Yan, I'm going now!" Little Liya nodded obediently.
"Go ahead."
Seeing her serious expression, Qin Yan nodded. It seemed she had listened. Regardless, as long as he was there, unless a God of Destruction descended, nothing would go wrong.
As soon as he finished speaking, Liya burst into action. With a loud boom, her body erupted with powerful Qi as she flew toward the Armored Squadron at high speed.
Cooler and Frieza watched the approaching Liya with stunned expressions, then watched her fly past them in confusion. They had heard the conversation between Qin Yan and Liya, but they hadn't stopped her. In their eyes, while the girl was decent, she was absolutely no match for Salza's team.
Suddenly, Frieza's eyes narrowed. Watching Liya's retreating back, a cunning and dangerous smile spread across his face. Qin Yan watched as Frieza slowly raised his right hand toward the departing girl.
Qin Yan instantly realized Frieza intended to launch a sneak attack. His eyes turned cold.
Whoosh! Qin Yan vanished from his spot and reappeared instantly in front of Frieza. He grabbed the hand Frieza was using to aim his attack, pinning it so firmly that Frieza couldn't move an inch.
Frieza's eyes widened in terror. He hadn't expected Qin Yan to be so fast; he hadn't even had time to react. Even Cooler, who was many times stronger than Frieza, was stunned. His expression became grave as he stared at Qin Yan. Unbelievable... even I couldn't see his movements, Cooler thought to himself.
"AAAHHH... AGH!!!" A bone-chilling scream tore through the air.
Qin Yan increased the pressure of his grip, and his immense strength caused Frieza to howl in agony.
"Frieza!!!"
Cooler roared, and his body erupted with a powerful purple aura as he lunged at Qin Yan. In an instant, Cooler's fist was flying toward Qin Yan's face.
Qin Yan immediately released Frieza. In the blink of an eye, he countered with a backhand punch toward Cooler.
Clang! A sound like clashing steel rang out as their fists collided. The massive force sent shockwaves through the ground, causing the earth beneath them to cave in and collapse.
Qin Yan stood perfectly still. Cooler's strength was great, but it wasn't enough to shake him.
"Wh... What?"
Cooler and Frieza were both shocked. They never imagined Qin Yan's strength was this immense. To face a direct blow from Cooler and not even change expression?
Frieza was paralyzed with shock. He knew exactly how powerful his older brother was. If he had faced that punch, he wouldn't have been able to block it; he would have had to dodge. Otherwise, even if he survived, he would have been severely injured. Yet Qin Yan had taken it head-on.
It seemed Qin Yan hadn't even used his full power when fighting him earlier! Frieza's face turned as dark as coal, his teeth grinding in sheer resentment.
After a brief stalemate, Qin Yan lashed out with a light-speed kick, sending Cooler flying.
Because of his strength and the fact that Qin Yan hadn't used his full power, Cooler reacted quickly in mid-air. He stabilized his form and charged back at Qin Yan.
The true battle was about to begin.
Qin Yan's form flickered through the air as he launched a fierce offensive. In an instant, the two were locked in close-quarters combat, trading blows. The sound of their strikes echoed across the heavens and the earth, never-ending. The thunderous impacts sounded like clashing steel, shaking the very souls of anyone watching.
Qin Yan and Cooler exchanged strikes at extreme speeds. Two blurred afterimages flickered through the air like a storm sweeping across the sky.
Cooler, who had not yet entered his Fourth Transformation, had a combat power of only 160 million. In terms of strength, he couldn't compare to Qin Yan. In terms of speed, he could barely keep up with the rhythm, and that was only because Qin Yan was holding back. At this stage, Cooler was simply no match for him.
As the saying goes: In the world of martial arts, all things can be broken, but speed is invincible! Speed is the priority in battle, and strength is the foundation for crushing the enemy. Combined, they are unstoppable.
Cooler looked more strained with every exchange, while Qin Yan maintained a calm, effortless demeanor. Even the rhythm of his breathing hadn't shifted in the slightest.
Seeing that Cooler was still hesitating to show his true cards, Qin Yan grew impatient. He lashed out with a palm strike, swatting Cooler away.
Cooler was sent tumbling through the air like a ball, crashing toward the ground. Relying on his power, he neutralized the force before impact, performed a backflip, and landed firmly on his feet.
Crunch, crunch! A series of heavy footsteps followed.
Cooler stumbled back a few steps before finally steadying himself. He looked somewhat disheveled, and a trickle of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Qin Yan with a dark expression. From that exchange, he knew he was at a disadvantage. This was something he found impossible to accept. He truly hadn't expected Qin Yan to possess such power.
Is he the legendary Super Saiyan spoken of by my ancestors? Cooler wondered.
However, he quickly dismissed the thought. He had never believed in the "Golden Warrior" legend his ancestors spoke of, holding it in utter contempt. He believed that even if a Super Saiyan appeared, they would be no match for him. Thus, even now, he didn't take Qin Yan too seriously.
Because he believed he now knew the extent of Qin Yan's power, and since he still had his trump card, he was confident he could win.
"Not bad at all, Saiyan brat. Your strength is indeed great. I almost feel like recruiting you as a subordinate. However, if you think this much strength is enough to defeat Cooler, you are far too naive. The real hell begins now. Once you see it, no matter how much you cry, I will not show mercy until I have torn you limb from limb."
Cooler praised Qin Yan with his words, but in his heart, he still didn't respect him, continuing to boast arrogantly.
In the distance, Frieza was also reeling from shock. This was the first time he had ever seen his older brother fall behind in a fight. It completely upended his world view.
He looked at Qin Yan with a mix of hatred and disbelief. He couldn't understand why Qin Yan was so strong. Is he really a Super Saiyan? Frieza thought. Still, he wasn't worried about Cooler losing. He knew his brother hadn't used his true strength yet. If Cooler went all out, Frieza believed even a Super Saiyan would die here today.
"Heh! Transform then, Cooler. I know you're hiding your power. You have one more transformation than Frieza. Let me see how strong you really are," Qin Yan said slowly.
"Nani?"
"Wh... what?"
The two brothers were stunned once again. They never expected Qin Yan to know about Cooler's ability to transform an extra time.
"This guy... who exactly is he?"
Both Frieza and Cooler asked themselves that question. The events of today had shocked them countless times, and everything was so bizarre that they felt a cold shiver in their hearts.
Realizing something was wrong, Cooler's expression became serious. He began to slowly gather his Qi, preparing for his Fourth Transformation.
"If that's the case, consider it an honor! Aside from our clan, you are the first person to see my ultimate transformation, and you will be the last."
Cooler's face was grim, his crimson eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
"HAAAAA!!!"
Cooler threw his fists against his chest and let out a mighty roar. His muscles began to tremble and swell. Lightning crackled around his body. Four horns began to grow from his head, extending backward.
A chitinous "mask" slid over his mouth for protection. His eyes turned solid red as his pupils vanished. Two spikes protruded from his shoulders like chest guards, and two more grew from his back. His arms grew blade-like protrusions, and his Qi began to skyrocket.
Cooler's combat power was rising at a terrifying speed.
200 million...
250 million...
300 million...
...
470 million!
A monstrous aura poured out of Cooler's body. His combat power didn't stop until it hit 470 million. At that moment, he was surrounded by a terrifyingly powerful purple flame of energy.
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