c29: Super Saiyan 4 vs. Jiren
"With this level of power, there's no way you could've taken down Toppo instantly. So stop holding back and use your full strength."
Jiren's voice was calm but firm as he stared at Linze, his aura restrained but suffocating.
To him, this human though clearly strong couldn't have defeated Toppo so easily unless he was concealing something. It was disappointing. If this was another self-proclaimed warrior flaunting borrowed strength, it would be over quickly.
"Relax, what's the rush?" Linze replied with a smirk, golden light flickering around his body. "Wouldn't it be better to savor the fight slowly?"
He had his reasons. He had yet to truly gauge Jiren's power firsthand, and he wanted to understand how the form he worked so hard to master Super Saiyan 4 stacked up against a fighter said to rival the Gods of Destruction.
"This kind of battle doesn't excite me."
Jiren's reply was flat. His voice carried no malice just disinterest.
Because in his eyes, Linze wasn't an opponent.
"Damn it... That look of his like he's already decided the outcome."
Linze's eyes narrowed. "Then let's see what you're made of, Jiren!"
With that, Linze exploded forward like a rocket, fist drawn back and his golden tail trailing behind him. Super Saiyan 4's energy surged around his form in fiery waves of red and gold.
BOOM!
The first punch cut through the air like a bullet, grazing Jiren's cheek just five centimeters off.
Swish!
Without pausing, Linze launched a fierce barrage kicks, punches, spinning elbows all executed with the explosive physicality that came from the primal power of Super Saiyan 4. Every blow pushed the limits of his speed and precision.
But…
Swish... swish... swish...
Jiren didn't budge. Not a step. His feet remained rooted, and his hands stayed calmly at his sides.
He dodged every blow with the barest shifts of his body minimal movement, maximum control. His red pupils stayed fixed on Linze, unreadable and still.
"Tch… This guy…"
"I haven't even made him move his feet," Linze muttered, gritting his teeth mid-assault.
"No matter how many times I attack, I can't even touch his damn uniform!"
His brow furrowed in frustration.
Despite the overwhelming aura of Super Saiyan 4, despite the full-throttle assault, Jiren hadn't even needed to counterattack.
It was like trying to punch smoke dense, immovable, but untouchable.
It seems that even Linze's Super Saiyan 4 form is no match for Jiren's overwhelming power.
The gap between them is clear and enormous.
Shoo...
At that moment, several sonic booms broke through the air, and Toppo, Dyspo, and a few other Pride Troopers arrived on the scene.
"Is that the guy who defeated you before, Toppo?"
Dyspo squinted at Linze, narrowing his sharp red eyes. His tone was incredulous.
"Yes," Toppo nodded solemnly, arms crossed in his usual stance. "But he wasn't going all out. His speed... it might even surpass yours, Dyspo."
Coming from Toppo Universe 11's second-strongest after Jiren this was no light statement.
Dyspo flinched slightly. He was known across the multiverse as the Sonic Warrior of Universe 11, famed for moving faster than even light in short bursts, rivaling Hit's time-skipping in raw perception.
"Faster than me? You're exaggerating, Captain," Dyspo scoffed, clearly annoyed. "There's no way a Saiyan from another universe has my speed. I'm the fastest there is."
"You're too arrogant, Dyspo," Toppo replied firmly. "Linze isn't ordinary. That moment he attacked I didn't even register it until it was over. No visual trail, no sound nothing. It was like he skipped time, like Hit..."
Dyspo quieted. That comparison Hit's Time-Skip wasn't thrown around loosely.
Even if he didn't say anything more, his confidence wavered.
Meanwhile, Linze had already launched over a hundred attacks on Jiren in rapid succession, each strike delivered with precision, fueled by Super Saiyan 4's compressed power and primal instincts.
But none of them landed.
Not one.
Jiren hadn't even shifted his stance. His feet remained planted as if bolted to the battlefield. His hands still dangled at his sides. His expression was as stoic and detached as ever.
"Are you done?"
Jiren's cold voice finally cut through the air.
"If this is your limit... then this farce of a battle ends now."
Before the words even fully left his mouth
BOOM!
He vanished.
Or rather, his fist did.
Linze saw only a blur a shadow streaking toward him like the void itself and reflexively crossed his arms in front of him.
BANG!
The impact was like getting struck by a meteor at point-blank range.
Linze's body shot backward at a terrifying angle, smashing through one rocky peak after another like a bullet fired from Beerus' GodPad.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He tore through six mountains, finally crashing into the seventh, embedding deep into the stone. The cliff face exploded outward into a crater webbed with cracks, as if the entire mountain were about to collapse.
Linze groaned.
His arms dangled limply, nerves numbed. His chest throbbed with pressure. Despite Super Saiyan 4's durability, he was stunned.
"Urgh... this guy's base punch... it's like being hit by a condensed Spirit Bomb," Linze muttered, coughing slightly. "So this is Jiren... Is the gap between us really that vast?"
From the sidelines, Dyspo grinned smugly. "Tch! That arrogant Saiyan finally got put in his place. You don't just walk up to Jiren and expect a fair fight."
Others nodded. Many had seen challengers fall before Jiren none had fared better than this.
Except for one.
But Toppo didn't share their thoughts. His eyes remained locked on Linze, unwavering.
He clenched his fist silently.
Because despite Linze being completely outclassed, he still had the courage to challenge Jiren head-on.
Toppo, who had served alongside Jiren for years, had never once dared to test him in a real fight.
"That man... even if he loses, he's already braver than most of us."
Linze slowly pulled himself from the rubble.
His golden aura sputtered, flickering.
Then
BOOM!
He shouted toward the heavens.
"Since Super Saiyan 4 is outmatched... then I'll go beyond!"
His voice echoed like a sonic quake, vibrating through the canyons.
The crater beneath him exploded.
Dust and rock flew into the sky.
His golden aura slowly began to shift... deepen.
From bright gold, it morphed into a molten crimson hue, overlaid with black sparks and heat distortion. His Super Saiyan 4 fur shimmered as dark red energy coalesced around him. Even the surrounding ground began to crack and warp from the sheer temperature.
His black hair took on a reddish tint at the edges, the environment rippling around him like a mirage in desert heat.
"What form is this now!?"
"This pressure... it's burning!"
"We're this far away, and yet I feel like I'm standing inside a star!"
Even Dyspo, who had mocked Linze mere seconds ago, stared with wide eyes, shielding his face from the intense wave of heat.
Jiren narrowed his eyes for the first time.
The others watched, mouths agape.
Because this was something new.
Something terrifying.
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