Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, I'm even more eccentric than Goku!

Chapter 261 Assassination from Another World

The underworld, a garden of myriad flowers.

Sun Wukong stepped through the flowerbeds and arrived at the crooked tree where Frieza was hanging.

Frieza seemed to be having a nightmare; his face was filled with fear, and he woke up in terror.

"No, no!"

Frieza opened his eyes and immediately saw Goku arriving with a little devil in a small car.

"Sun, Sun Wukong?"

Am I dreaming?

The kid who brought Goku saw that Frieza was watching them, and Frieza's expression was even somewhat distorted. He was a little scared and immediately said to Goku, "Mr. Son Goku, I'll watch from a distance. Please let me know when you've reached an agreement—"

"OK!"

The kid quickly drove away from there.

Sun Wukong approached, looked Frieza up and down, and said, "Frieza, I came to see you specifically because I have something to discuss."

As he spoke, Wukong glanced around at his surroundings and said, "I thought hell would be like this, but this place looks pretty fun."

Frieza, veins bulging on his forehead, angrily said, "What do you know?"

For me, there is no hell more terrifying than this!

Wukong laughed and said, "I understand. It seems that Uncle Yama is quite the player!"

I sent you to heaven, but this is your hell.

Frieza said coldly, "Did you come here to humiliate me?"

Didn't you say you came to see me specifically because you had something to discuss?

Wukong said, "I have good news for you. Although it's only 24 hours, do you want to leave this place?"

Frieza's eyes gleamed with malice as he said, "Let me leave? What are you up to?"

Wukong asked, "Are you coming or not? I'm asking you."

Frieza looked into Goku's eyes and laughed, "You must have some activity that needs me to go. I hate Saiyans more than anything in my life, I won't fall for your tricks, I'm not going!"

"You're not going? Never mind then!"

"I'll just find someone else, it won't make a difference if you're not one of them!" With that, Wukong turned and left.

Seeing Goku leave without a second thought, Frieza was shocked and immediately shouted, "Wait, I'm coming!"

Sun Wukong turned to Frieza: "You want to go? I don't trust you. Show me your strength!"

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and unleashed a burst of energy.

With a snap, the cocoon-like bandages binding Frieza broke, freeing him from his restraints and restoring his power.

Sun Wukong transformed into Super Saiyan Blue and beckoned to Frieza, saying, "Fight me first, let me see if you've improved!"

"They've actually freed me from my constraints?"

Frieza grinned maliciously, and the suppressed power within him suddenly exploded, a terrifying shockwave sweeping in all directions, swirling petals from the myriad flowers into the sky like a pale blizzard.

It seems he hates this environment to the core; his outburst of anger led him to destroy the flower garden right away.

Wukong didn't care about any of that.

After all, heaven is almost boundless; this is just the tip of the iceberg. Without a guide, the little devil will never escape.

Frieza stretched out his limbs, and every joint cracked.

With a wicked smile in his eyes, he said, "Sun Wukong, you've made a very foolish decision!"

"Oh?"

Frieza pointed his thumb at himself and said, "To avenge myself, to defeat the Saiyans, I've been training in Hell every day using meditation. I've already slaughtered you more than a hundred times over. Now, my strength is completely different from before!"

Sun Wukong was not angry but pleased, and his eyes even showed excitement.

"Is that so? The stronger you are, the happier I am—Come on, Frieza!"

Frieza made the first move.

"Drink!"

A beam of death shot from his fingertips, piercing through the spot where Sun Wukong had stood.

But Goku was no longer there. After dodging, his black hair turned blue, and the aura of Super Saiyan Blue soared into the sky. Then he punched Frieza in the face.

Frieza dodged to the side, his tail sweeping like a steel whip across Goku's waist with a deafening roar.

Sun Wukong grunted and flew sideways, crashing into the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

Amidst the smoke, Sun Wukong rose from the rubble, dusted himself off, and a smile of excitement spread across his face.

"Not bad, you're much stronger than before you died," Sun Wukong said.

"Hmph, watch how I tear you to shreds—"

After saying that, Frieza charged at Goku.

The blue and gold shockwaves collided, and in the next moment, the entire flower field was razed to the ground.

The two started fighting, their blows landing hard and their moves ruthless.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time.

When the two separated again, Sun Wukong's Taoist robe was tattered and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Frieza wasn't in much better shape; his face was covered in bruises, and his tail had teeth marks and bloodstains.

The two men stared at each other from a distance of several dozen feet, both panting heavily.

Sun Wukong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes shining with an astonishing light.

"That's right, Beerus and Sun Mo are right, you can come in handy."

Come on, Frieza, if you can help me win this tournament, I'll revive you—

Frieza scoffed, "Hmph, Goku, do you think I care about your charity of resurrection?"

Sun Wukong asked curiously, "What, you don't want to? You can gain your freedom!"

As he spoke, Wukong took a step back.

If he disagrees, Sun Wukong seems to leave immediately, but he will be bound by his powers and tied up here.

Frieza shut her mouth.

I was born to stand at the pinnacle of the universe; he didn't want to be trapped in this sea of ​​flowers, listening to music and watching dances—it was too painful.

It's better to watch the Ginyu Force's awkward dance; at least they have some artistic talent.

This parade performance amidst a sea of ​​flowers is nothing but boring music and dance for children; it's so frustrating.

Frieza said, "Deal."

Sun Wukong smiled and stretched out his hand.

Frieza didn't shake his hand; she just gave him a cold look.

How do I get out of here?

Sun Wukong laughed and said, "Come on, I'll have the fortune teller take you out—"

At that very moment, a sudden change occurred.

A crack appeared in the void, and more than a dozen figures emerged from it, surrounding the two.

The leader was a tall, thin figure, shrouded in a cloak, obscuring his face, but he exuded a chilling aura.

"Goku and Frieza from Universe 7, you're finished!"

Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes, lowered his body slightly, and assumed a starting stance.

"Who are you people?"

Frieza blinked in surprise and asked curiously, "Someone actually came to the underworld to kill me and Goku alone?"

Has this world finally gone so mad that he no longer recognizes it?

Frieza sensed no danger from them and scoffed, "You bunch of weaklings?"

Without a word, the tall, thin figure raised his hand and conjured a ball of dark purple energy.

The destructive energy, the ultimate power to annihilate all existence, headed straight for Frieza.

The others also surrounded and attacked Sun Wukong, but Wukong was in a fighting state and was not afraid of them at all.

However, the purple energy ball had already reached Frieza. Frieza's pupils shrank as he tried to dodge, but the destructive ball locked onto his aura and followed him like a persistent leech, slamming into his chest with a snap.

In an instant, Frieza was enveloped in purple destructive energy.

"What is this?"

The outsider, having succeeded, sneered, "Frieza, this is destructive energy! You're dead!" Frieza let out a painful roar as he struggled desperately.

"I'm not afraid of that kind of thing at all—"

This destructive force can kill even the dead, and can even erase a person along with their body.