However, the slap Zarbon struck out with didn't land with any real sensation—it felt like hitting empty air.
Focusing his gaze, he realized that Broly had already turned into a streak of light, fleeing faster than a rabbit.
"Brat, you've completely angered me. Lord Frieza told me to spare your life—that's something I can still do," Zarbon shouted angrily at Broly's retreating figure. "But if I don't properly torture you, then I'm not Zarbon!"
At that, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the energy within his body surged to its peak.
Once he raised his power, Zarbon's speed became astonishing. In less than a single breath, he had already caught up behind Broly.
In the next instant, Zarbon reached out with his large hand and grabbed Broly's leg.
"Kid, let's see how I deal with you!" Zarbon sneered coldly as he threw a fierce punch toward Broly's abdomen.
Broly felt as though his insides were being violently churned, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Daring to toy with me? You've got a death wish!" Zarbon showed no intention of stopping. He seized Broly by the neck, the strength in his grip increasing steadily.
Broly's eyes turned bloodshot, veins filling them as they glowed crimson.
"Hahaha! So what if you were born with a power level of ten thousand? In my eyes, you're nothing but trash!" Zarbon's maniacal laughter echoed through the vastness of space.
Held by the neck, Broly was too small to reach Zarbon with his hands or feet.
In desperation, the energy within his body began to surge uncontrollably.
Even more frightening, Broly realized that once his energy reached a certain threshold, it continued to rise without stopping.
In the blink of an eye, Broly let out a roar, and a yellow-green aura erupted around his entire body.
That overwhelming presence spread outward in all directions.
At the same time, his body expanded slightly, firm muscles becoming visible. His black hair flickered with that same yellow-green glow.
"Beep! Beep!"
Seeing this transformation, Zarbon was momentarily startled. Then, to his shock, he noticed the power level displayed on his scouter skyrocketing at an incredible rate.
"Power level: 15,000… 16,000… 18,000… 20,000… 25,000…"
Zarbon's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he stared at the infant in terror.
"H-His power level… it's already surpassed mine?! Impossible! That's impossible! The scouter must be malfunctioning!"
Just as Zarbon muttered to himself—
"Tap!"
He suddenly noticed a glint flashing in Broly's blood-red eyes.
"Not good! This is—" Zarbon's heart trembled, his entire body beginning to shake.
In an instant, two crimson beams shot from Broly's eyes straight toward Zarbon's chest.
Zarbon's scalp went numb, his whole body trembling. At the critical moment, he reacted without hesitation and dodged to the side.
The twin beams grazed past his body and shot deep into space.
"Boom!"
The red beams struck a yellow-brown planet.
In an instant, the planet erupted in a violent blaze, like fireworks bursting into life—only to be blown apart into fragments in the blink of an eye.
For a moment, the vast expanse of space filled with flying debris as chunks of the shattered planet drifted everywhere.
"Th-This kid's power level… it's real…" Zarbon broke out in a cold sweat, barely able to believe what he had just witnessed.