It wasn't just Krillin who was eager—Goku and Vegeta also wanted to witness Frieza's true strength.
Sure, they could've caught him off guard, striking before he had a chance to show his power. But where was the fun in that? Where was the honor? For true warriors like them, it was far more satisfying to defeat an opponent after he'd given everything he had.
"That's right," Goku said, grinning. "Let's see what you've really got, Frieza!"
Hearing Goku's challenge, Frieza narrowed his eyes.
Though he had taken several blows from Krillin already, he wasn't injured. Not even scratched. His body, empowered by months of intense training, was far more durable now.
But if Goku was urging him to use more power, that meant they still believed Krillin had more strength hidden within him.
Frieza's gaze turned to the bald Earthling standing tall before him.
A while ago, he would've laughed at the idea. Krillin? That bug he crushed so easily in the past? How could he possibly have grown powerful enough to stand against him?
But now?
Frieza wasn't so sure anymore.
Krillin had already pulled out a Super Saiyan transformation—something no one expected from a human. And his fighting ability had clearly improved. So the idea that Krillin was still hiding more strength... wasn't as ridiculous as Frieza once believed.
Still, Frieza's confidence hadn't wavered. He smirked.
Even if Krillin was hiding more power, even if he'd somehow broken past his previous limits, there was absolutely no way he was stronger than Frieza.
Because Frieza was hiding strength too. And not just a little bit.
The power Frieza had cultivated in the past few months was far beyond anything he had ever displayed before.
"You want to see my true power?" Frieza sneered. "Fine. I'll show you the results of my training. Let's see if you can even comprehend it!"
With a loud roar, Frieza's body erupted in a surge of ki. A brilliant golden light burst forth, nearly blinding everyone present.
Krillin, Goku, Vegeta, and the others all gasped as Frieza's energy began rising at an alarming rate—each wave of power stronger than the last.
It wasn't just a boost—it was an exponential transformation.
The earth beneath them trembled violently. Mountains crumbled. The sky darkened. The sheer pressure of Frieza's energy shook the atmosphere, even rippling across the fabric of space.
Golden light consumed him entirely, his silhouette obscured by radiance.
And then—silence.
The light faded.
Standing where Frieza once was now stood something… more. Something far more terrifying.
His physical build remained the same. His height, posture, and facial features hadn't changed much. But his entire body now gleamed with a metallic gold sheen, like a statue forged from solid sunlight. His face was covered with deep purple tones, giving him an almost regal—but menacing—appearance.
"W-What is this…?" Gohan whispered, shielding his eyes.
Piccolo didn't speak, but his expression grew tense.
The ki rolling off Frieza in waves was on another level. If his previous form had been like a star, this one was a supernova—unstable, violent, and overwhelming.
"This is my new form," Frieza said, voice echoing with power. "The result of just a few months of focused training. I call it... Golden Frieza."
He held out his arms, golden energy crackling around him. "Isn't it beautiful?"
Krillin narrowed his eyes, raising his guard. "So this is where your confidence comes from…"
"Indeed," Frieza chuckled. "I cultivated this form in just a few months. I've surpassed even my own expectations. And now—your death will be my demonstration!"
His tone was venomous, but the pride was unmistakable.
He wasn't bluffing. Frieza truly believed that no one here could match him now.
And he had reason to be confident.
"This power… it's unreal," Goku said with admiration. "I didn't think he'd grow this strong so fast."
Vegeta, on the other hand, remained unimpressed.
"Hmph. So you're shiny now. Big deal."
Still, even Vegeta had to admit—Frieza's new form was powerful. The sheer energy radiating off him was unlike anything they'd faced from him before.
Frieza's gaze locked on Krillin.
"It's quite the honor, isn't it?" he said mockingly. "You, of all people, forcing me to reveal my ultimate form."
Back then, Krillin had been nothing more than an insect to him—easy to kill, not even worth remembering. And yet now, he was standing in front of him, challenging him, forcing him to go all out.
"Be proud, little one. Not everyone gets the privilege of dying at the hands of my golden form!"
Krillin clenched his fists.
"Don't be so sure," he replied, stepping forward. "I'm not the same person you killed years ago, Frieza. And if you're going to show your full power… then so will I!"
With a loud roar of his own, Krillin unleashed his energy.
A blazing aura surged around him—first golden like a traditional Super Saiyan—but then it shifted. The golden hue was quickly swallowed by brilliant azure light.
His transformation was underway.
Piccolo and Gohan watched in surprise.
"Wait… his power's rising, but…" Gohan's brow furrowed. "I can't sense his energy anymore!"
"I can't either," Piccolo said. "It's like… his ki just vanished."
The moment Krillin's hairless head began glowing with a shimmering blue aura, his energy signature became undetectable. To the others, it was as though he'd disappeared from existence.
"What's going on?" Gohan asked. "Did he suppress his ki?"
"No," Goku said, now standing beside them. "You can't feel it because it's divine energy."
"Divine energy?" Gohan repeated.
Goku nodded. "Yeah. This is what happens when you tap into the power of a god. It's the same reason you couldn't sense my energy when I turned into a Super Saiyan God."
Krillin floated before them, bathed in a cerulean aura, his eyes sharp and unwavering.
This was no ordinary Super Saiyan form.
This was Super Saiyan Blue—a transformation built on the foundation of Super Saiyan God, combining the divine power of gods with the raw might of the Saiyan warrior spirit.
And while Krillin wasn't born a Saiyan, his fusion with Saiyan blood had granted him access to this level of power.
Golden Frieza narrowed his eyes. "So… you've changed color too."
"How fitting," he added with a sneer. "You monkeys and your obsession with hair dye."
But inside, he wasn't laughing.
Because just like them, he couldn't sense Krillin's energy anymore.
And that worried him.
A silence fell across the battlefield.
The wind howled. The sky rumbled with leftover energy.
Krillin raised a hand, energy forming into a brilliant orb of blue light. "Let's test whose transformation really matters, Frieza."
Frieza smirked. "Gladly."
The two shot forward simultaneously, colliding in the center with a shockwave that sent mountains crumbling behind them. Punches flew, energy blasts sparked, and light filled the sky as the two warriors clashed in a high-speed battle that bent the very air around them.
This was no longer just a fight.
This was a declaration—of evolution, of willpower, and of destiny.
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