The remaining battlefields were also approaching their conclusions.
Only the arena of Frieza vs. Cooler remained eerily quiet.
The two brothers floated high in the air, their expressions cold as they watched the other matches unfold.
Only when Gohan was defeated did Frieza finally withdraw his gaze.
"Hohohohoho..." Frieza let out his signature sinister laugh. "The entertaining matches are over now, aren't they?"
"My foolish brother, why are you still refusing to surrender? Do you really intend to make me, your younger brother, personally defeat you in front of all these people?"
Cooler gave a cold snort.
"Frieza, don't get carried away."
"Don't forget, I still have one more transformation than you do!"
"If you want to surpass me, then even another million years of training wouldn't be enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cooler activated his fourth transformation.
His body began to swell and distort, growing taller and more muscular, while his eyes turned crimson.
"Enough nonsense. We were always going to settle this sooner or later."
"Come!"
With a mask-like plate covering his lower jaw, his figure vanished from where he stood.
The next moment, he appeared behind Frieza, sweeping a whip-like kick toward Frieza's neck.
Bang!
Without even turning around, Frieza's tail shot out and wrapped precisely around Cooler's ankle.
"You're too slow, brother."
With a violent flick, Frieza hurled Cooler straight toward the ground.
Boom!
The earth cracked apart, smoke and dust billowing everywhere.
"So this is the power of your so-called ultimate form? I must say, I'm terribly disappointed. Hohoho..."
Out of the smoke, a dark purple Death Beam suddenly shot out, aimed directly at Frieza's forehead.
Frieza tilted his head slightly, and the beam brushed past his cheek, detonating in a ripple against the distant barrier.
"Frieza, I'll admit it. You've grown stronger."
"But I will always be stronger than you."
Completely unscathed, Cooler slowly rose out of the crater, his aura climbing higher and higher.
The two figures collided once again.
Above the arena, two streaks of light tangled together wildly, every clash exploding with blinding flashes and deafening thunder.
Every punch, every kick carried enough force to destroy any ordinary planet.
Neither of them used any real technique.
This was a contest of pure power, nothing more.
Terrifying shockwaves raged across the arena, sending constant ripples through the barrier.
After another violent collision, the two brothers finally halted.
Fine scratches now covered both of their bodies.
"Hmph! Frieza, if you can't keep up, then use your Golden Form already!"
"Hohohohoho... I'd rather see you transform into your strongest one first." Frieza's tail swayed lazily behind him.
"The moment I use that form, this fight loses all meaning." Cooler stared coldly at his younger brother. "With your level of strength, you'd be crushed instantly."
"That's not necessarily true!"
"Is that so?" Cooler sneered.
His figure disappeared again.
Frieza's pupils shrank.
So fast!
He couldn't even catch the other man's movement.
Bang!
A heavy fist, carrying overwhelming force, smashed into his face.
Frieza's head snapped back, and his body shot backward like a cannonball.
Boom!
He crashed through a distant mountain and buried himself deep within it.
"See that, Frieza?" Cooler's figure appeared where Frieza had been standing a moment ago. "That is the gap between us."
"If you don't use Golden, you will never be a match for me in this form."
Inside the ruined mountain, rubble tumbled down.
Frieza flew back out and wiped his cheek with one hand.
A line of blood remained there.
"Not bad. It seems those twenty-odd years of bitter training really did improve your brute force."
His tone remained light, but his eyes narrowed into slits.
In the next instant, Frieza vanished as well.
Cooler snorted and didn't bother dodging.
He lashed out with a sweeping kick, the force of it howling through the air.
Bang!
Frieza's fist collided head-on with the sole of Cooler's foot.
A visible shockwave exploded outward from the two of them.
The earth beneath their feet shattered inch by inch.
"Interesting."
Cooler's expression sharpened.
That punch had carried no less force than the one he had thrown earlier.
The two separated the moment they touched.
Then came a storm of close-range combat.
Fists, legs, elbows, knees, tails—
They turned every part of their bodies into weapons as they clashed madly in midair.
Each exchange unleashed enough force to ruin worlds.
On the viewing platform—
"These two... they're fighting to this level without even transforming?"
Champa's eyelids twitched as he watched.
"The Frieza race's potential is terrifying."
Tien's expression was grave.
He remembered Frieza once boasting that it had only taken him four months of training to reach his Golden Form.
Now, with the boost from Levos's energy and the added Saiyan bloodline, his growth rate would only become even more monstrous.
Inside Emperor Vegeta's spaceship—
Vegeta stroked his chin, watching the battle with interest.
"The Frieza and Cooler of this timeline do have some ability. But only that much."
Beside him, Kakarot wore a look of naked disdain.
To him, this level of combat was little more than children playing house.
"Who would have thought that now we could kill the Frieza of the past with a single finger?"
"We've walked a very long way down the path of becoming stronger..."
Back in the arena—
The battle had entered its white-hot stage.
The two brothers were fighting faster and harder with every passing second, their forms turning into streaks of light impossible to follow with the naked eye.
Boom!
Another violent clash.
The two of them were thrown back a hundred meters each.
Frieza's chest rose and fell slightly, and a trace of sweat appeared at his brow.
Cooler was in no better condition.
Their pure physical contest had reached a perfect stalemate.
"Frieza, your growth really has exceeded my expectations."
Cooler's voice carried a trace of genuine surprise.
"But the game ends here."
"Let me show you a realm you can never reach!"
Boom—!
An even more terrifying aura erupted from Cooler's body.
His body gradually darkened until a black-purple sheen covered him from head to toe.
That form radiated incomparable power.
Black-Gold Cooler!
"Ohhohoho..."
"So you're finally willing to transform, brother?"
Frieza laughed.
"Then I can't very well be rude either."
Boom!
Golden light burst skyward from Frieza's body.
But it quickly compressed inward. This was not the dazzling brilliance of his Golden Form. Instead, it took on a muted, matte metallic texture.
Dark-Gold Frieza had arrived.
His aura surged severalfold as well.
"Come then, brother."
"Let's see whether your Black-Gold Form is superior, or whether my Dark-Gold Form surpasses it!"
Cooler's voice dripped with disdain.
"Frieza, you're still as naive as ever. That's only a transitional form. There's no true breakthrough in it."
With one sentence, Cooler exposed the truth.
"If you can't reach Black-Gold, you will never be my equal!"
Black-Gold Cooler vanished instantly.
Dark-Gold Frieza's expression changed sharply.
He couldn't keep up with that speed at all.
Splurt!
A hand pierced through his abdomen like a blade.
Blood dripped down Cooler's arm.
"Urgh..."
Frieza's eyes widened as he stared at the arm jutting through his body.
"How... is that possible..."
"There is nothing impossible about it."
Cooler's cold voice sounded by his ear.
"Dark-Gold is merely the pinnacle of the Golden Form."
"My Black-Gold Form, on the other hand, is a transformation that steps into an even higher tier of power. It is the perfect form of our race."
"The difference between us was decided from the very beginning."
With that, he flung his arm aside.
Frieza's body was hurled away, slamming into the ground and creating a massive crater.
Cooler gave him no chance to breathe.
A relentless barrage of attacks rained down at once.
Boom boom boom—!
Layers of rock split apart, magma bursting upward.
Frieza was beaten deep into the bowels of the earth.
Only when there was no sign of resistance left did Cooler rise back into the sky.
He looked down from above at the bottomless crater below.
"Hmph. An older brother can never lose to his younger brother."
At the bottom of the crater, Frieza struggled to his feet, coughing up mouthful after mouthful of vivid blood.
A grotesque hole in his abdomen was slowly regenerating.
Thanks to his race's monstrous vitality—
And thanks to the energy Levos had given him, along with the Saiyan blood running through him—
His regenerative ability and toughness had improved enormously.
Otherwise, that chain of attacks just now would have been enough to leave him unable to continue fighting.
"Is that really your full power, brother?"
Frieza wiped the blood from his lips, his smile still in place.
"Pathetically weak."
"Still mouthing off when you're on death's doorstep."
Cooler's gaze turned icy as he slowly descended toward the crater.
"I'll crush you inch by inch, until you scream in endless agony and beg to surrender."
Cooler's aura climbed higher and higher.
The sheer pressure of it made many spectators feel like they were suffocating.
"Is Frieza... going to lose?"
Krillin asked nervously.
"Not necessarily."
Tien's expression was grave. "That guy hasn't reached the end of his rope yet."
"And haven't you noticed?"
"His aura isn't weakening as the battle goes on... it's getting stronger."
Everyone focused and sensed it carefully.
Sure enough, as Frieza's injuries worsened, his energy was not declining.
Instead, it was increasing at a strange pace.
That was the trait of Saiyan blood.
But that alone was not enough.
Only when paired with his own absurd vitality could that Saiyan trait be pushed to its extreme.
"Interesting."
Emperor Vegeta's expression had already shifted once when Cooler revealed his Black-Gold Form.
Now, when he noticed the Saiyan blood in Frieza's body, a faintly amused curve tugged at his lips.
"If he wins this match, and if he truly possesses Saiyan blood, then I wouldn't mind taking him in."
Kakarot shot him a surprised glance.
Wasn't Frieza your mortal enemy?
As if he had read Kakarot's thoughts, Vegeta replied coldly,
"I rule too many universes. I need manpower to conquer planets and suppress rebellions..."
Back in the arena—
Cooler had noticed Frieza's change as well.
He stopped walking, a frown appearing between his brows.
"A desperate final struggle."
He no longer hesitated. His figure flashed, appearing in front of Frieza again.
A heavy punch shot toward Frieza's skull.
This time—
Frieza raised one arm and blocked it squarely.
Bang!
A deep impact rang out.
The ground beneath Frieza shattered instantly, but he himself did not move an inch.
"What?!"
Cooler's pupils shrank.
His full-force strike had been blocked so casually?
"I told you to surrender, brother." Frieza grinned. "Getting beaten by your younger brother in front of so many people would be awfully humiliating, wouldn't it?"
"Let me show you the difference between us!"
Boom—!
A more terrifying aura than even Cooler's Black-Gold Form exploded from Frieza's body.
The gold receded.
What replaced it was pure darkness.
His body became covered in a metallic black shell.
Its shape was exactly the same as Cooler's Black-Gold Form.
But the aura it gave off was several times stronger.
Black-Gold Frieza!
The hand with which he held Cooler's fist suddenly tightened.
Crack!
A clear snapping sound rang out.
Cooler's arm bones had been crushed in Frieza's grip.
"Ah!"
The pain made Cooler grunt.
"The game is over."
Frieza's smile widened.
"N-No... impossible!"
Clutching his shattered arm, Cooler staggered backward, disbelief and terror written all over his face.
"The Black-Gold Form... how could you possibly reach that realm?!"
He had trained bitterly for twenty whole years, fought through endless battles of life and death, and only then barely managed to touch that threshold.
Frieza, on the other hand, had only been revived for half a year.
How could he possibly have walked the path that took Cooler twenty years in only six months?
"Ohhohohoho..."
"Surprised, are you? My foolish brother."
Frieza stepped slowly out of the crater.
"I admit it—at least half the credit goes to Mr. Levos. His energy infusion let me complete that final leap ahead of schedule."
"Come to think of it, I should actually thank you, brother."
"If you hadn't worked so hard beating me up, I might never have found the opportunity to break through."
Frieza extended one finger, and a thread of purple energy full of destructive intent danced at its tip.
Hakai!
The instant Cooler saw that thread of purple energy, his heart quivered.
That was a gap in the level of power itself.
On the viewing platform, silence had already fallen.
Even the Gods of Destruction were struggling to sit still now, identical shock written across their faces.
"Hakai... Frieza actually mastered destruction too?!"
"Cooler was already that powerful. Then how terrifying is Frieza now that he has the power of destruction?"
Quitela screamed in disbelief.
"This can't be happening! How did he do it?!"
"First that purple-haired Broly, and now another mortal who has mastered destruction..."
Champa had gone numb.
At first, he'd truly been excited at the thought of someday ranking among the top three Gods of Destruction.
But now...
The title of God of Destruction no longer seemed worth much at all.
In this tournament alone, there were already too many beings that surpassed Gods of Destruction.
And as the matches progressed, more monsters like that were bound to appear.
He could feel the dignity of being a Destroyer slipping through his fingers in front of these people.
Levos watched everything with helpless amusement.
"Big Boss really is a genius. But if you were going to become this strong anyway, why are you still working so hard!?"
"If I'd known, I wouldn't have poured that much energy into him."
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