Dragon Ball: Being able to revive means you're courting death? How naive!

Chapter 244 Sun Wukong did his best

Krillin's expression was solemn, his brows furrowed, and his eyes fixed on Goku. He said earnestly, "The Kamehameha that Goku just unleashed was indeed quite powerful."

Son Gohan nodded vigorously from the side, agreeing, "Yeah, Dad's Kamehameha is super powerful!"

Krillin, however, showed no sign of relief at Gohan's words. Instead, he sighed and continued with a worried expression, "But Frieza didn't even get a scratch. How is that possible? How can such a terrifying guy exist in this world? It's simply outrageous!" As he spoke, his emotions grew increasingly agitated. He shook his head repeatedly and spread his hands, his face filled with despair and bewilderment. "What should we do now?"

Shang Yun's expression hardened, his gaze fixed on the battlefield, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He said anxiously, "Not good! Wukong's energy is weakening!"

At that moment, Bick spoke coldly: "There's no hope." His voice was low and icy, as if it carried endless chill.

Upon hearing Piccolo's words, Krillin, Gohan, and Shangyun all showed expressions of shock and exclaimed in unison, "What?"

Piccolo slightly raised his head, looked into the distance, and continued in a heavy tone, "Lord Kai is right. Under no circumstances should we provoke this guy. The gap between us and him is probably insurmountable."

Frieza hovered in mid-air, coldly looking down at Goku who had already landed, and a sense of panic rose in his heart: "It was so dangerous just now, I was really careless!" He really couldn't understand why this guy, who was considered inferior among the Saiyans, could unleash such terrifying power.

Frieza slowly raised his hand, looking at the conspicuous scar on the back of his hand. Anger instantly engulfed him like a raging fire. His body trembled violently from extreme rage, and his aura surged wildly: "My body, for the first time, has been injured like this! It's unforgivable!" His voice, as if wrapped in frost, echoed in the air, filled with brutality and resentment.

Frieza roared deafeningly from his chest, "Damn Saiyans!" In an instant, his aura surged wildly, like a raging black storm, its billowing flames distorting and warping the surrounding air. Frieza's figure flashed, becoming a blur, and he hurtled towards the ground with lightning speed.

"Bang!" Frieza landed heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust. He straightened up, glaring fiercely at Goku, his eyes filled with malice and resentment, and snarled out, "That really hurt!"

"It hurts so much!" Frieza screamed, his features contorted in agony, his aura surging violently like that of a raging beast. Before the words were even finished, he lowered his head, like a maddened bull, and charged towards Goku with overwhelming force. A dull thud followed as his forehead slammed heavily into Goku's head.

The immense impact sent Sun Wukong flying backward like a kite with a broken string, leaving a long trail on the ground before tumbling several times before finally coming to a stop. Covered in dust, Sun Wukong flailed wildly on the ground, struggling to get up, but each time he managed to prop himself up, he would fall heavily back down.

"Dad!" Son Gohan was extremely anxious, his eyes reddened, and his voice was trembling with tears.

"Ah!" Gohan roared, his eyes bloodshot, unleashing a surge of power as he prepared to charge at Frieza again. Just then, a hand slammed down on his shoulder. Gohan instinctively looked up and saw Piccolo standing beside him. Piccolo gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging, his eyes burning with fury as he stared intently at Frieza.

Frieza strode slowly and arrogantly toward Goku, his shoes scraping the ground with a sickening screech. Goku, kneeling on one knee with his hands on the ground, gasped for breath, sweat and blood mingling and dripping down his face. Sensing Frieza's approach, he struggled to lift his head, first noticing Frieza's gleaming boots, then his gaze slowly moving upwards.

Frieza looked down at Sun Wukong with a contemptuous and cruel sneer, letting out a cold snort: "You stinking monkey!" Before the words were even finished, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Sun Wukong hard in the chin. Sun Wukong had no time to dodge; he flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, Frieza's attacks did not stop there. He flashed forward, appearing like a ghost behind the flying Goku, and then delivered another powerful kick, slamming into Goku's back. The kick was incredibly forceful; Goku was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing straight into the mountainside. With a deafening roar, a huge, human-shaped crater was smashed into the mountain, sending debris flying and dust billowing into the air.

Sun Wukong was covered in wounds, his limbs trembling. It took him a great deal of effort to barely prop himself up, and he swayed as he tried to stand up. His clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, and blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth; he looked extremely wretched.

Frieza stood not far away, watching everything unfold, a mocking sneer appearing on his face. He extended a finger and lightly slid it through the air; a strange energy flashed, and the boulder in front of Goku was instantly blasted to pieces, smoke and dust billowing out with a "boom."

Taking advantage of the dust cloud, Frieza dashed out like a black lightning bolt, arriving in front of Goku in the blink of an eye. With a whooshing sound, he delivered a powerful kick to Goku's abdomen. Goku was powerless to resist and, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying again, landing with a "plop" in the lake, splashing up a large spray of water.

After a while, Sun Wukong struggled in the water, finally swimming to the shore and scrambling ashore. He had just caught his breath when Frieza leisurely strolled over. Frieza looked down at Sun Wukong with disdain in his eyes, then reached out, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up, snarling, "Hmph, where did your earlier bravado go?"

Sun Wukong was thrown heavily to the ground, his body scraping against the rough surface, leaving several bloody streaks. He arched his back and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of water that landed squarely on Frieza's face.

Frieza's face instantly turned ashen, his eyes flashing with ferocity, like a wild beast enraged. He roared furiously, raised his foot, and viciously kicked at Goku. Kick after kick, each one filled with utter hatred, landed heavily on Goku's body with a dull thud. Goku was kicked and rolled on the ground, powerless to resist, only able to grit his teeth and endure the blows.