*Bam**Bam*
The sound of our clash continued to ring out as we were moving at a speed that was unseen to the naked eye. Right swing, left swing, right uppercut, left uppercut, right high kick, left high kick, right leg sweep, left leg sweep, we used any form of attacks that use our bodies to get the upper hand on our confrontation. And now that he was even using those black spots, I can't heal from any damage I take so I started to be more on defense while not quitting on attacking.
I forced some separation between us after I managed to land a hard kick on his mid-section and sent him flying. I followed it up by appearing before him and sending him to the ground flat by an axe handle attack. If you don't know what that is, let me tell you that it is often used in DBZ. You know when they join both hands into a joint fist and sends it crashing on to the top of his head. Yeah, that one.
Following this, I fired lightning bolts at him and as you might have guessed, smoke screen. Before the dust even cleared though and I had just stopped my attack, Black came out of it with some scratches and cuts on his clones and fired a Ki ball right into my chest. Again, let me remind you that he has already started using those black spots, so this really hurt. It had opened a wound on my chest through which blood was flowing out.
But I didn't have time for that as I went back on defense since Black was once again in front of me and started to throw punches and kicks at me. The more we fought, the more he grew in strength but I was also using time control to heal those places that wasn't affected by his attacks and somehow keep up with him.
I knew I had to force him on the defense and make him go all out since if he got stronger any more, I won't have any way of dealing with him at the rate I was taking hits. So I pushed myself on the attack and got more and more blows in. The damage he took from these series of hits was above anything he has faced so far, and I wasn't even using vibration since I knew that could end up badly for me. I will only use that to make sure he stays dead at the end.
He was starting to bleed from different places now and he was also having a hard time to keep up with my sudden flurry of attacks and speed. Add in to the fact that I was still clad in lightning, the damage he was taking was a lot and the lightning I sent into his body was slowly affecting his reflexes. But I also knew that it was only a matter of time until he recovers from this and gets better in dealing with the current situation. So I decided to go even harder on him and to make him realize that he is no match for me in his current form.
I followed through with my attack as I started to use both magic attacks and physical attacks, but the more my blows landed on him, the more I changed the lightning balls to a small spear type of bolt for more penetrating effect. While my lightning bolts penetrated his skin, I focused my physical blows on the open wounds to make him bleed more and disorient him because of pain and loss of blood.
I don't know for how long we had been fighting exactly but I am sure that nearly half a day has passed since we met. While it may seem long, the amount of damage we dealt to each other at a fast speed had somehow made us lose focus on time. But since I knew this was bound to happen after watching all those fights in the DBZ anime, I wasn't that concerned about fatigue. But I am worried about the fact that a fight that could possibly last for a day or maybe more, could make him much stronger and I might end up unable to deal with him in the end.
Without giving much thought to the concept of time though, we continued to engage with each other in this fight while gritting our teeth to bare the pain we were feeling from our wounds. But I was finally able to make him go completely on defense and stop him from launching any form of attack, that fact didn't let me think about anything else and I became ready for what was to come.
"Is this what you were talking about when you told me you would show me true despair? If this is all then you really are all talk and no bite." While still in the middle of our fist fight, I spoke up sarcastically and I knew he would react to this negatively because of the current circumstances he was in. he had probably never imagined I would give him such a hard time so the effect of my words will be even more magnified because of his ego.
"You dare disrespect me like this mortal? If you hadn't been given some sort of advantage by those who probably sent you here, then you wouldn't be able to even last one blow from me." His face contorted as he shouted at me while desperately blocking and dodging my attacks. While ii had to give it to him for figuring out that I was sent here by someone, I couldn't help but sneer at what he said about me getting advantages.
"Hah, says the man who is using a very nice gift from the bastard who brought you back to life. At least I am using what I had gotten by myself to fight you. But what about you? Speak to me once you stop relying on what others have. First the body of Goku and now those black spots from that bastard who released you." I spoke up once more at him and what I said was technically true since I was no longer using time control or space control that was given to me by god.
"You bastard!" He sent a kick to my chest while ignoring the attacks I threw, which I blocked by crossing my arms in front of it. But he still managed to make some distance before he released a frightening aura. While he released this aura, he got covered by a reddish pink cloak as he finally unleashed his Super Saiyan Rose form.
Once he finished, he had undergone the transformation that I had been pushing him towards. His hair has taken on a pastel pink color with faint white highlights, with his eyebrows matching his hair color and his eyes changed to a light gray color. The aura he was surrounded by is a very dark shade of red on the outside, but transitions into a more pinkish color on the inside.
"Now I will make you truly pay, mortal. Remember the sight before you because it is the last thing you will ever witness." Having finished his transformation, he spoke with both calmness and arrogance as he gritted his teeth remembering my words before giving a smirk at the punishment he was probably dishing out on me in his head.
Well then, I guess the final clash is set now. All we have left is to see who will prevail between the both of us and who will cease to exist. Will I fall here or will I be able to return, home.