The axe kick lands.
A sound erupts of compressed vacuum**.
The tiles beneath Gohan crater inward, concaving like the surface of a collapsing star. For a split-second, the entire arena dims, aura-light crushed by the sheer destructive pressure.
Future Gohan's body folds under the strike —
but does *not* snap.
Spit shoots from his mouth as his torso compresses, but at the last nanosecond he channels Perfect Mystic reinforcement through his spine, preventing total destruction.
Still—
Blood sprays in a clean arc.
He rockets downward, smashing through two layers of arena and rebounding upward like a crushed spring.
He's alive.
Barely.
He coughs blood mid-air, aura flickering violently, but forces his limbs to stabilize. His breath rattles. His eyes narrow. And through clenched teeth:
"Not… even close to enough."
He *vanishes.*
---
He reappears behind Vegito and lands a **double heel kick** to the lower ribs. Vegito slides back a few centimeters — the first real displacement Gohan has forced on him.
* a **knife-hand strike** to the throat
* an **upward hook-kick** grazing the jaw
* a **downward hammerfist** to the crown
Each blow is full power. Each blow lands.
And each blow does almost nothing.
Vegito's aura absorbs the hits like a dragon letting raindrops strike its scales.
Still—
Gohan's last kick makes Vegito's head tilt two degrees.
A victory, microscopic yet real.
Gohan steps back, left hand trembling, aura collapsing inward instead of outward.
He whispers to himself:
**"Whole body… phase oscillation… just like the hand…"**
His entire figure convulses —
then begins vibrating at such an extreme rate that his outline becomes a **blur layered over itself**, like dozens of versions of him occupying the same coordinates.
Wind coils around him in spirals.
The floor beneath him liquifies for an instant.
His atoms *slide* between each other.
He dashes.
The world snaps.
Gohan becomes a **ghost**.
He passes *through* Vegito's defenses, his fingertips slipping between the microscopic gaps in Vegito's armored ki-layers.
His hand enters Vegito's chest — not through flesh, but between atoms, slipping through the soft spaces matter occasionally leaves for the impossible.
Inside Vegito's torso, Gohan's index finger halts for one catastrophic instant.
And—
A sharp internal **slice**.
Vegito's eye twitches.
Blood runs down the corner of his lip.
Gohan leaps back, panting, eyes wide, trying to read Vegito's reaction.
Vegito wipes the blood with his thumb.
His voice is quiet.
"…not bad."
Gohan stiffens.
Vegito's nose flares, and he continues:
"But you have to understand…"
He rolls his neck.
"…even my organs are far more durable than anyone here."
Gohan's pupils constrict.
Vegito lifts his gaze.
And then—
He disappears.
Vegito reappears point-blank, fist already buried into Gohan's cheekbone.
The shockwave snaps Gohan's head sideways; his entire body bends around the fist like cloth wrapped around steel. He is launched. Not thrown — *fired.*
He hits the barrier so hard the surface ripples like a water sheet struck by a meteor. Micro-cracks explode outward, but the divine material regenerates before they reach even a centimeter of growth.
Gohan falls, kneeling, one hand on the ground, blood dripping.
He rises.
And something shifts.
Obligation.
He *must* push Vegito. Even if the gap is lethal.
Gohan explodes forward.
He tries the phase technique again, but Vegito widens his aura by a millimeter — just enough that the vibrating phase-field catches and fails.
Vegito sidesteps, letting Gohan glide by harmlessly.
Gohan fires ki-flares in eight directions, fakes a disappearing attack, and shoots upward in a spiral, launching:
* an **inverted Rising Knee Bomb**
* a **triple palm shockwave**
* a **jawline crescent kick**
* an **ankle-hook sweep**
Vegito parries each one by redirecting Gohan's momentum:
* turning the knee aside with a forearm twist
* slipping the triple-palm by rotating his own torso around its axis
* letting the crescent kick scrape his aura harmlessly
* lifting his foot just enough that the sweep misses by a hair
Gohan attempts to latch onto Vegito's aura and pull himself around for gravitational leverage.
Vegito simply changes the polarity of his aura —
Gohan is repelled sharply backward.
Gohan becomes pure speed, unleashing a 7-directional barrage, attacking from above, below, the left flank, the blind angle behind Vegito's elbow, even striking his own afterimages to launch himself unpredictably.
Vegito maneuvers with almost artistic indifference
* leaning just enough that strikes pass by his cheek
* parrying with open palms that change Gohan's trajectory
* dipping under kicks by moving only his neck
* redirecting punches by tapping Gohan's wrist with a single finger
* sliding around Gohan's path without ever fully evading—just *repositioning the geometry of the fight*
Gohan's final strike — a straight phantom-laced jab — closes in on Vegito's eye.
Vegito snaps forward.
His hand appears between them.
He holds Gohan's vibrating hand.
The one that phases through matter.
He holds it **still**.
Centimeters from his eye.
---
Vegito's hand holds Future Gohan's vibrating, phasing palm inches from his eye.
Gohan stares into Vegito's calm expression and something in him **snaps**.
A thick vein runs down the side of Gohan's forehead.
Another coils across his jawline.
His teeth grind so hard sparks flick off them.
Nothing he has done—nothing—
has worked.
And that is the one thing Future Gohan cannot tolerate.
His voice cracks:
**"KAIOKEN…"**
The arena trembles.
**"…TIMES TEN!!!"**
---
Gohan's Perfect Mystic aura implodes inward—
then detonates outward in a **violent crimson sunburst**, swallowing both fighters in a field of red lightning and pressure so sharp it cracks the air.
Vegito's grip loosens for a fraction of a fraction of a second.
That's all Gohan needs.
His hand slips free—
and he twists his entire torso behind a rising kick.
**CRACK—!!**
His heel slams directly into Vegito's cheek.
**Actual damage.**
Vegito's head jerks sideways. Blood atomizes from the corner of his lip.
He is forced back.
And the first genuine widening of Vegito's eyes appears.
**Recognition.**
*Right now, this Gohan… is stronger than Broly.*
---
Gohan doesn't waste the moment.
He is on Vegito instantly, the Kaioken times ten multiplying his Perfect Mystic foundations beyond even what he imagined possible.
Gohan swings both fists downward at once, smashing Vegito's collarbone region from opposite angles, generating a compression wave that cracks the air.
He rotates his entire spine mid-air, converting rotational momentum into a single straight punch that bends the atmosphere like a gravity lens.
Gohan kicks off the air itself, launching a spiraling triple knee strike to Vegito's ribs, solar plexus, and floating ribs in a perfect upward staircase.
His elbow phases for one heartbeat, passing through Vegito's aura barrier and striking closer to the actual muscle fibers.
A lashing backhand that snaps Vegito's head up, sending a column of compressed wind shooting toward the ceiling.
Vegito is hit.
Vegito is pushed.
Vegito is bleeding.
This is not King Vegeta being annihilated.
This is not Broly struggling upward.
This is **someone who can stand with Vegito**.
For the moment.
---
Vegito slides back across the tiles, boots carving molten streaks in the arena floor. He touches his jaw, feeling real heat under his fingers.
He smiles.
**"Alright, Gohan."**
Lightning flicks around his body.
"And here I thought I was going to be bored."
**BOOM—!!!**
Vegito's aura erupts gold and white, sharp lightning bolts snapping like whips, shredding the air.
**Super Saiyan 2.**
The gravity around him increases so violently that the tiles beneath him bend downward by several centimeters.
Gohan's expression hardens.
Now they're equals.
And then—
They collide.
---
This is **beyond high-speed**.
This is the speed where the air itself can't keep up, breaking into micro-vortices around each movement.
We slow it down to see it.
**Gohan** launches a straight punch—
**Vegito** tilts his torso, letting it slide past, and counters with a rising knee—
**Gohan** grabs the knee mid-air, twists the joint, and spins behind him—
**Vegito** throws an elbow backward—
**Gohan** ducks under the elbow, plants a hand on Vegito's thigh, and flips upward with a vertical axe-kick—
**Vegito** catches the kick with one hand and slams Gohan into the ground—
**Gohan** phases for a microsecond to soften the impact, bounces up, and fires a point-blank ki burst—
**Vegito** swats it aside, but Gohan anticipates this, already circling behind him—
**Vegito** reads the move, pivoting with a heel kick—
**Gohan** blocks it with a forearm, but the kick shatters the bone structure for a moment before Kaioken stitches it back—
**Vegito** appears above him, double-fist hammer down—
**Gohan** does a somersault to slip underneath and hit him with two rapid-fire gut punches—
**Vegito** tanks them, grabs Gohan by the hair, and slams him upward into a lightning bolt from his SSJ2 aura—
**Gohan** screams, flips, and kicks Vegito in the nose—
**Vegito** responds with a palm strike that blows a crater behind Gohan's body—
**Gohan** spins, hits Vegito with a photon-charged elbow to the chest—
**Vegito** cracks his knuckles and grins.
They vanish again.
The arena trembles like it's about to collapse.
Future Gohan soars up with a trail of red/mystic energy spiraling behind him.
He pulls both arms back.
His aura compresses into a *needle-like point.*
**"ATOMIC—!!"**
The point spreads into wings of energy.
**"HAWK—!!"**
He dives.
The wings sharpen.
**"BREAKER!!!"**
Gohan becomes a red-bladed comet.
Vegito braces himself, aura growing thick—
**SHRRRRAAAAAKK—!!!**
Gohan's attack pierces straight through Vegito's guard and detonates inside his aura bubble, blasting Vegito backward, sending him skipping across the arena in a dozen bouncing impacts.
Vegito wipes blood from his eyebrow.
And laughs.
---
Vegito flickers.
Then reappears above Gohan, heel raised, aura condensed into a razor-thin edge.
He swings downward—
And the kick **splits into a thousand spectral afterimages**, each one carrying real force, each one slamming down with a different angle and timing.
Gohan tries to block—
but one image sweeps his legs—
another crushes his collarbone—
three more slam his ribs—
five hit his spine in rapid chain—
and the final, real kick crashes into his sternum—
**BOOOOOM—!!!**
Gohan is blasted through the entire arena floor, carving a smoking trench nearly fifty meters long.
The dust clears.
Bulma T1's voice breaks through the horrified silence:
**"THEY'RE BOTH ABOVE TWENTY-FIVE SEXTILLION!"**
Even the gods stare.
Goku's jaw drops.
Vegeta's eyes flicker in anger.
Gast looks faintly impressed.
Present Gohan stares, heart hammering.
And Baby Vegito Black—
Like something finally became worth for him.
Vegito and Gohan face each other.
Gohan is cracked, bruised, bleeding heavily.
The Kaioken flickers—
then dies, extinguished by overuse.
Vegito hovers apart from him, breathing harder than before, but still fresh.
They dash.
* Gohan swings with a corkscrew punch—
* Vegito parries with his forearm—
* Gohan drives a knee into Vegito's hip—
* Vegito slams his elbow into Gohan's neck—
* Gohan rebounds off the floor and axe-kicks downward—
* Vegito grabs the ankle and whips Gohan through a shockwave—
* Gohan fires a desperate point-blank beam—
* Vegito deflects it into the ceiling—
* Gohan headbutts Vegito—
* Vegito headbutts back, harder—
They split.
Vegito floats upward, hair sparking, aura tightening, swirling like a miniature galaxy.
Gohan staggers, barely standing.
He sees Vegito compressing his energy.
He recognizes the signs.
He whispers:
**"He's… he's about to use Perfect Super Sai—"**
Vegito interrupts:
**"I've watched you all do it."**
His voice is quiet, controlled, focused.
**"And honestly… it's nowhere near as hard as going Super Saiyan God."**
Lightning forks around him.
**"So let's push this beyond Super Saiyan 3."**
Aura spikes.
His muscles smooth.
His eyes sharp.
Vegito's Perfect Super Saiyan aura twisted like molten gold, sharp and swirling, denser than the air around it. It didn't roar — it *compressed*, folding space with each pulse. His hair lengthened just slightly, edges sharpening like each strand was a blade. His pupils thinned to needlepoints of electric blue-white.
Bulma's scanners overloaded instantly.
"His power jumped AGAIN! Now **110 sextillion**! It's over for Future Gohan—"
She stopped.
Because Gohan didn't fall back.
He leaned forward.
Just a few millimeters.
Just enough to shift his balance.
And then—
**Everything inside him snapped.**
Not the calm, controlled explosion of Mystic.
Not the disciplined strain of Kaioken x20.
This was a deeper, uglier tier.
The anger that lived in the space between heartbreak and duty.
The anger that tasted like iron and sand.
Gohan's aura burst — it detonated in absolute silence. Red and white layers tore outward and then snapped BACK into place around him like a vacuum imploding.
"**KAIOKEN… TIMES FIFTYYYYY!!**"
His scream didn't echo — it **punched the sound out of the air.**
The ground cracked beneath him in a spiderweb pattern that expanded miles, forcing the angelic barrier to regenerate faster than it was breaking.
For a moment, even Vegito's eyes widened.
This was no longer the warrior who fought Cell.
This wasn't even "mystic" anymore.
This was **raw, blinding, apocalyptic desperation.**
And just like that—
They were **equal.**
---
There was no starting gesture.
And the world struggled to understand what it was witnessing.
---
Vegito vanished.
Gohan vanished a millisecond later.
They met in the middle.
The impact produced a **hole** — a hollow bubble where air couldn't exist.
Their fists collided, but each redirected the other's angle at the last nanosecond. Sparks of white-gold and red spiraled through the vacuum bubble before the pressure snapped and the bubble collapsed with a sound like tearing cloth.
Vegito rotated his wrist, catching Gohan's knuckles and redirecting his arm downward. He tried to drive a knee into Gohan's jaw—
—but Gohan bent backward unnaturally, folding like liquid, the knee brushing the air over his nose.
Gohan swept Vegito's leg.
Vegito planted his heel mid-air, creating a foothold out of compressed ki.
Gohan grabbed his ankle.
Vegito twisted his hip.
Gohan twisted with him.
They both spun into a **double mid-air cartwheel**, kicking off each other so hard the arena floor buckled.
Still equal.
---
Gohan flickered behind Vegito.
Vegito appeared behind *that* after-image.
Gohan phased sideways.
Vegito slipped through a blind spot.
Gohan's hand blurred, leaving after-images like dozens of red claws.
Vegito parried with the back of his wrist, each deflection forming circular sparks.
Both created **chain combos** that extended in real time.
Gohan's chain.
* Rib strike
* Solar plexus strike
* Ear jab
* Collarbone hook
* Spinning hammerfist
* Double heel drop
* Internal ki burst
Vegito Counter.
* Knee counter
* Elbow lock
* Wrist clamp
* Floating-axis roundhouse
* Bicep crush
* Anti-teleport feint
* Ki-density nullifier
Each hit met a counter.
Each counter was countered.
Neither gained ground.
Their limbs blurred into geometric patterns — triangles, circles, spirals — created by pure motion.
Vegito used the *Tenfold Spatial Slip*, splitting into three phase images.
Gohan responded by using his *Whole-Body Flicker*, turning his entire figure translucent like a ghost.
Vegito's images punched from three angles.
Gohan's ghost-body phased between them, his real form stepping out of the ghost image at the exact angle to palm-strike Vegito's jaw—
Vegito caught his wrist.
Gohan twisted.
Vegito tightened his grip.
Gohan twisted harder.
Fingerbones cracked.
Gohan ignored it.
He went for Vegito's throat.
Vegito ducked and backflipped—
But Gohan followed him *upwards*, turning mid-air, foot grazing Vegito's temple.
A REAL hit.
A **solid**, **visible**, **unmistakable** hit.
Vegito skidded across the air like someone sliding across water.
He grinned.
Gohan's chest heaved.
They rushed again.
---
Their next clash created a horizontal shockwave that sheared off the top twenty meters of the arena. The barrier bent inwards like a bubble under pressure.
The audience saw only flashes
* Gold spirals of Perfect Super Saiyan energy
* Red-white Kaioken tearing like fire
* Bodies weaving
* Limbs colliding
* Ki slashes cutting arcs into the ground
* Every strike forming a crater before the next punch finished
Gohan's face was pure focused fury.
Vegito's face was pure joyful madness.
Neither backed down.
Neither slowed.
Neither lost ground.
---
Both stopped.
Both drew power.
Future Gohan: **Raging Kaiser Cannon — FULL DRIVE**
Vegito: **Final Infinity Flash
Red spiral + Gold beam.
When they collided—
Space bent into a tunnel.
Then—
**BOOOOOOOOM—**
Everything except the barrier vanished.
The shockwave erased the remaining tiles.
The blast tore clouds into ribbons.
The beam struggle webbed cracks through the angelic shield.
And when it ended—
Both fighters were still standing.
But barely.
Gohan dropped to one knee, Kaioken flickering like a dying flame. His face was swollen, lip split, ribs cracked.
Vegito hovered above him, panting, blood running down his shoulder.
But he was smiling.
Because they were still equal.
And the ground beneath them couldn't take another exchange.
The audience didn't dare breathe.
The angels reinforced the barrier again.