The God of Destruction Arena was divided into two rings.
The inner ring was the stage for the final round, the platform everyone was currently standing on. The outer ring consisted of the various sections where the previous matches had taken place.
The two rings weren't fully connected. A gap several hundred meters wide separated them, and beneath it lay a bottomless abyss. Anyone who fell from the inner ring would be eliminated.
Frost was now lying right at the edge of the inner ring.
With nothing more than a casual slap, Frieza had knocked him out of his Golden Form and forced him back into his normal state.
Frost lay motionless on the ground, his eyes filled with terror. His heartbeat slowed, and even the sound of his breathing seemed painfully clear.
His proudest and most powerful transformation had been shattered by a single strike.
He had believed he'd completely mastered the Golden Form. He'd thought he finally had the power to fight Frieza and take his revenge.
But now, Frieza had crushed that dream with one hand.
Frost's trembling eyes gradually went still. The arrogance he'd displayed moments earlier vanished, leaving behind an empty stare.
Slowly, he pushed himself up onto his knees, both hands braced against the ground. His fingers trembled slightly, and before long, the shaking spread throughout his entire body.
Then he suddenly snapped his head up and stared at Frieza with bloodshot eyes.
"No... Impossible... This is impossible..."
His voice abruptly rose into a scream.
"How can this be?! I reached that form! I should have mastered it even better than you!"
"How is this possible?!"
Frost had completely lost control. He simply couldn't comprehend Frieza's overwhelming strength.
Frieza narrowed his eyes, his expression full of amusement.
"Hohoho... I simply cannot understand why you believed your Golden Form would be stronger than mine."
"I'll admit that your talent is reasonably impressive, but compared to me, you're still sorely lacking. Besides, I've spent far more time mastering this transformation than you have. What could possibly have made you think yours was superior?"
"Hohoho... Were you dreaming, Frost? If so, I'm afraid it's time for you to wake up."
With that, Frieza slowly approached Frost and looked down at him like a triumphant conqueror. His tail swayed behind him as he folded his arms, his eyes filled with contempt.
Yet Frost still refused to accept defeat. His pride had been trampled over and over again, and he couldn't bear it any longer.
He decided to make one final stand.
His trembling fingers suddenly went still and dug into the arena floor. Golden light erupted from his body once more.
He drew out every last bit of energy from every cell in his body and gathered it in his chest. The golden glow grew brighter and brighter, soon turning blindingly intense.
The sight immediately drew everyone's attention.
The fighters from Universe 7 recognized what he was doing at once. They had all heard of the technique, witnessed it, or even attempted it themselves.
Piccolo was the first to speak. After all, he had only recently used the same move.
"Is that guy trying to blow himself up?!"
Vegeta glanced at Frost. "Yes."
Super Perfect Cell complained, "Why does everyone resort to this move?"
Trunks looked from the kneeling Frost to Frieza. The scene couldn't help but remind him of the original story, where Frieza had attempted to destroy himself along with his opponent. This time, however, Frost had taken Frieza's place.
Sure enough, their suspicions were immediately confirmed.
Frost stared at Frieza with a crazed look in his eyes and roared, "I'M TAKING YOU WITH ME!"
The light surrounding him grew even more violent.
But the instant those words left his mouth, something completely unexpected happened.
His body, which should have exploded, remained kneeling in place without so much as a twitch. Worse, he could feel the energy inside him slowly dissipating.
Suddenly, a burning sensation spread across his back, followed by overwhelming weakness. An irresistible force drove him toward the ground.
Smack!
His face slammed against the arena floor as a searing pressure pressed down on his back. It happened so suddenly that Frost had no idea what was going on.
Then Frieza's voice reached his ears, echoing through his mind.
"Hohoho... Did you honestly think I wouldn't anticipate such a desperate final move?"
"You thought such a cheap trick could kill me? It seems you're not only weak, you're also remarkably stupid."
Frieza stood with one foot planted firmly on Frost's back, his arms folded and a mocking smile curling across his face.
Frost had no strength left to resist. His Golden Form disappeared once again, leaving him in his normal state.
His face twisted as he struggled with everything he had, but it was useless. Even after exhausting every ounce of strength, he could barely lift his head off the ground.
Unfortunately for him, that was just enough to see Frieza's smug face looming above him.
Frost clenched his teeth in fury.
"Frieza! So what if you've beaten me?! You don't have the courage to kill me!"
"I already know the tournament rules! Killing is forbidden!"
"If you're really so powerful, then go ahead! Kill me right now!"
Frieza smiled calmly. Naturally, he had already anticipated that Frost would say something so shameless.
"Idiot. If even a fool like you can think of that, what makes you believe I haven't?"
"How amusing. A moment ago, you were terrified that I might kill you. Now you're begging me to do it?"
"But you are correct. I'm not foolish enough to get disqualified over a worthless piece of trash like you."
"So, I've devised the perfect way to deal with a pathetic little fool such as yourself."
Frieza took out a small bottle and gently placed it on the ground.
The fighters from Universe 6 stared in confusion.
The members of Universe 7, however, instantly understood what Frieza was planning.
Super Perfect Cell's eyes lit up with excitement. Although he had never particularly liked Frieza, the moment he saw Frost, Frieza suddenly seemed far more likable by comparison.
"Heh-heh. Looks like Frieza's planning to use the Evil Containment Wave!"
(End of This Chapter)
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