This wasn't like their battles with Frieza or Buu. There was no malice in Broly’s strikes—only a desperate, explosive need to survive. Every time the Saiyan Prince landed a blow, Broly’s aura flared brighter, shifting from a dull green to a blinding, radioactive emerald.
In this realm of pure energy, the traditional rules of martial arts failed. Broly let out a roar that vibrated through Goku’s very bones. His muscles expanded, his armor snapping off his frame. He wasn't just a warrior anymore; he was a force of nature. Dragon Ball Super: Broly Animes, Ação, Fantasia...
The icy wastes of the Arctic continent didn’t just howl with wind—they screamed with the force of two gods clashing. This wasn't like their battles with Frieza or Buu
"Vegeta, we can't win this way," Goku yelled, dodging a blast that vaporized a floating crystal spire. "He’s a true prodigy of destruction. If we don’t end this now, he’ll tear the universe apart just trying to find his own limit." In this realm of pure energy, the traditional
"He’s learning as he fights!" Goku shouted over the roar of energy, his brow furrowed.