Ino had already told Kale to listen to her big brother Future Trunks.
Hearing that it was time to show off their side's muscle, the young girl didn't hesitate for a second.
She drew a deep breath, let out a sharp cry, and among the nine fighters, she was the first to transform — surging straight into Super Saiyan 3!
The bangs over her forehead shot upward as the transformation took hold, revealing a sharply defined face. Her green hair erupted past her waist, muscles coiling with power, her entire body radiating explosive force.
"Oh? So this is the ace up your sleeve, Ino?" Kuronoa said with an unhurried tone. "The girl seemed unremarkable at a glance — I didn't expect her to be the legendary Super Saiyan. Those are incredibly rare."
In a crowd of golden-haired Saiyans, one green-haired fighter suddenly appearing — you'd have to be blind not to notice something was off.
Between them, the three factions had recruited vast numbers of Saiyans, and it was common knowledge that when transformations were at the same tier, a Legendary Super Saiyan crushed an ordinary Saiyan flat. For Saiyans, a thousand years was long enough — roughly fifty generations — for a green-haired Super Saiyan to appear once. That made it a legend among legends. But for a Supreme Kai of Time, a thousand years was hardly worth mentioning.
"That's right," Ino replied, her tone perfectly neutral. "Even I didn't expect the kid to blow her cover this early. I was saving her as a trump card..."
In the arena, Future Trunks followed Kale's lead and let out a shout of his own.
He had drawn considerable inspiration from Super Saiyan God. His transformation now surpassed Super Saiyan 2 — the golden aura wreathing his body was threaded through with blue spiritual energy and a faint, starfield-like trace of God Power.
Future Trunks's transformation was something of a forced achievement. Taking a page from Kale's Legendary Super Saiyan form, he had relied on rage — rekindling the fury he'd felt when facing the Androids, using that anger as kindling — to enter a uniquely his own Super Saiyan state.
Blue arcing lightning crackled and burst all around him. Like a Legendary Super Saiyan, his pupils momentarily vanished — though they snapped back into focus almost immediately.
Future Gohan had never had Old Kai unlock his Potential Unleashed, but through practicing Ino's meditation method, he had gradually brought his innate power of rage under control. This was an ability he had been born with. He no longer had distinct Super Saiyan 1 or Super Saiyan 2 transformation states — when he gathered his ki, his appearance was nearly indistinguishable from his normal form. The aura around him was no longer the Saiyan golden flame, but a faint, silver-white light.
Kale's Super Saiyan 3. Future Trunks's Super Saiyan Rage state. Future Gohan's Potential Unleashed. One after another, Ino's three warriors completed their transformations.
Future Trunks drew his sword, leveling the tip toward Aeos's side. "I know this might sound a bit rude, but our target is the one non-Saiyan in the bunch — Mr. Piccolo. We're taking him out first."
It wasn't the freshest tactic in the book, but as the only Namekian on the field, Black-clothed Piccolo was under genuine pressure. As a supreme prodigy of Namek who had clawed his way up through sheer effort to stand alongside a horde of cheat-code Saiyans, he absolutely had reason to be proud — but right now, he stuck out like a sore thumb.
Watching Ino's three warriors press forward together, Aeos's three responded in kind, transforming to meet the charge.
Black-clothed Bardock and Black-clothed Son Gohan both went into Super Saiyan 3. Black-clothed Bardock's transformation carried a razor-sharp killing intent; Black-clothed Son Gohan's Super Saiyan 3 was comparatively restrained. As for Piccolo — Black-clothed Piccolo hit Potential Unleashed, his skin shifting from its original green to an unhealthy-looking yellow.
Black-clothed Piccolo seemed to sprout two extra pairs of arms from nowhere. Six limbs moved in rapid alternation, firing energy blasts at Future Trunks's trio in quick succession — then he brought both palms face-to-face and drove them together fast toward the center.
"Explode!"
A thunderous explosion engulfed the battlefield.
Future Trunks's side emerged from the violent blast completely unscathed. Mid-charge, they had pivoted on a dime and cut toward Kuronoa's three Saiyans instead.
The Time Patrol's captain was also a Trunks; their Gohan carried a staff, and no matter how out-of-place that weapon looked, Future Trunks had sized up that Son Goku as a real threat too. So his trio feinted at Aeos's side — but their actual target was the Time Patrol's Son Gohan.
The Time Patrol Trunks had seen Ino's side target Aeos's fighters and immediately moved to flank them. His thinking made sense: help Ino's weaker side eliminate Aeos's people, and the Time Patrol would come out as the strongest group left.
Future Trunks was no fool. He had seen through his counterpart's reasoning long before now. After the feint, he seized on the moment when the Time Patrol's formation had been strung out — each member moving at a different speed — and drove straight into the gap. A single vertical slash tied up the Time Patrol's Trunks, and then one clean shockwave sent the staff-carrying Son Goku tumbling right into Aeos's group.
At the same time, he flashed a hand signal to Kale and Future Gohan: go!
This was the moment to manufacture an opening — to create a situation where their numbers held the advantage.
"Masenko!" Future Gohan, already deep in battle mode, raised both hands above his head, gathered his ki, and launched the blast.
"You think I don't know that move?" The Time Patrol's Son Gohan felt equal parts irritated and amused. What was this — being treated as an easy mark?
Piccolo himself had never once used the Masenko from start to finish — but Son Gohan could throw it with practiced ease. This Gohan, dressed in a long trench coat and glasses, every inch the scholarly type, tracked the Masenko's trajectory, and at the last critical instant, thrust both hands upward with force and deflected the attack's path.
Before he could even begin to transform, Kale was already on him.
Legendary Super Saiyans carried beast-like battle instincts. Mid-charge, the young woman had already pushed herself to her absolute maximum speed under Super Saiyan 3.
"You dare underestimate me?" Son Gohan locked eyes with the Legendary Super Saiyan's form and settled into a defensive stance.
This bookish Saiyan had never expected the enemy to charge at the exact same moment Future Gohan attacked. That kind of timing demanded both flawless coordination and deep mutual trust. Still, with his combat experience, even against a pair working in perfect sync, he knew he'd have time to react.
The next second, he looked into Kale's eyes.
What a pair of eyes they were — cruel, bloodthirsty, frenzied, savage. Every manner of dark emotion, carried on a needle-sharp wave of spiritual power, flooded straight into his mental world.
Growing up as Ino's adopted daughter in a world where legendary eyes were practically commonplace — Rinnegan, Sharingan, Byakugan — Kale had seen far more than her share of them from childhood on.
You don't have to eat pork to know what a pig looks like.
She had none of those cheat-code eyes herself, but during her fusion with Himawari, she had learned how to channel her own spiritual power to overwhelm an opponent's mind.
No matter which Son Gohan you were talking about, deep down they never truly loved fighting. That much never changed. Among all the Saiyans, Son Gohan had never been the one renowned for unshakeable willpower.
Rattled by Kale's mental assault, his defensive form cracked wide open in an instant.
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