Two warriors, both Saiyans, both legends in their own right, floated twenty feet above the ground, staring each other down. One was Prince Vegeta, proud and furious, his hair glowing bright blue with the power of Super Saiyan Blue. The other was Broly, the Legendary Super Saiyan, huge, wild, and grinning like a monster who had just found his favorite toy.
Then it happened.
BOOM!
Their fists crashed together so hard the air itself exploded outward in a perfect circle. The shockwave ripped giant boulders out of the ground and sent them flying like toys. Dust shot up hundreds of feet. The ground beneath them cracked open in a spiderweb of fissures that ran for miles.
Vegeta pulled back first and threw a massive right hook straight at Broly's face. The punch was heavy, fast, and perfect. It landed clean on Broly's cheek with a loud CRACK that echoed like thunder. Any normal warrior would have had their head taken clean off. But Broly didn't even blink. His head turned a little from the force, then slowly turned back, and a wide, scary smile spread across his face.
He lifted both arms out to the sides, palms open, as if to say, "Is that really all you have? Hit me again."
Vegeta's eyes burned with rage. His pride, the pride of the Saiyan royal family, had just been spat on. No one, no one, mocked the Prince of All Saiyans and lived to tell about it.
With a roar, Vegeta became nothing but a blue blur. He attacked like a storm. Left fist to the thigh, right fist to the chest, elbow to the abs, knee to the ribs, uppercut to the jaw, hammer fist to the top of the head, one punch after another, faster and faster. Every single blow landed with so much power that the air exploded around them. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Each hit sent out rings of pure energy that shattered nearby cliffs and turned giant rocks into powder. The ground shook like an earthquake had decided to live right under their feet.
But Broly just stood there in the air, taking every punch, smiling wider and wider.
"Weak," Broly said, his voice deep and calm.
Before Vegeta could even pull his fist back from the last punch, Broly's giant hand shot forward and buried itself deep into Vegeta's stomach. The punch was simple, almost lazy, but the power behind it was unreal. Vegeta's eyes went wide. All the air left his lungs in one painful gasp. His whole body folded around Broly's fist like paper.
The next thing Vegeta knew, he was falling. No, not falling, launched. He shot toward the ground like a meteor. He hit the earth so hard that a crater the size of a small town opened up beneath him. Rocks flew thousands of feet into the air. The impact was so strong that for a moment Vegeta's eyes rolled back, pure white, and thick blood poured from his mouth and nose. His body bounced once, twice, then lay still in the middle of the smoking crater.
Vegeta groaned weakly, trying to push himself up on shaking arms.
High above, Broly laughed, a low, scary laugh that rumbled like thunder. He pointed one huge hand down at the crater and opened his palm.
BESH! BESH! BESH! BESH! BESH!
Bright green ki blasts, each one the size of a house, rained down one after another. They slammed into the crater around Vegeta and exploded in massive fireballs. Smoke and fire swallowed the whole area. The ground kept shaking as blast after blast turned solid rock into burning rubble.
"HA HA HA HA HA!" Broly's laughter filled the sky as he dropped down into the thick black smoke, ready to finish the job.
Suddenly, BOOM!
A single fist shot out of the smoke and met Broly's face dead-on. It was Vegeta. Somehow, in the middle of all those explosions, he had gotten back up. Their fists crashed together again, stopping both warriors in mid-air.
For one tiny second, everything was still.
Then Vegeta vanished.
He reappeared on Broly's left side in a flash of blue light and drove his fist deep into Broly's ribs. The punch lifted the giant Saiyan clean off his feet and sent him flying sideways. Broly crashed into the ground, bounced hard, rolled, bounced again, tearing a trench hundreds of yards long through solid rock.
Vegeta didn't give him even half a second to breathe. He threw both hands forward, blue energy gathering between his palms.
"TAKE THIS!"
A massive, thick beam of pure blue energy roared out of his hands. It lit up the whole wasteland like a second sun and shot straight at Broly.
But at the very last moment, Broly rolled to the side. The beam missed him by inches and kept going, carving a canyon a mile long into the earth behind him. Dust and steam shot up into the sky.
SWOOSH!
Broly was gone, then suddenly right behind Vegeta. His huge right hand closed around the top of Vegeta's head like a vice. His fingers dug in hard. Vegeta felt his skull start to creak under the pressure.
"ARRRGGGHHH!" Vegeta screamed. Pain exploded through his whole head. Blood started running down his forehead.
Super Saiyan Blue, the form that had let him fight gods, was being crushed like it was nothing. Vegeta grabbed Broly's wrist with both hands and pulled as hard as he could, muscles shaking, veins popping, but Broly's arm didn't move an inch.
Vegeta's screams grew louder and louder, echoing across the empty wasteland.
Broly leaned his face in close, still smiling that terrible smile.
"Pure-blood Saiyan," he said slowly, voice full of hate and joy at the same time. "And still… you're weak. Weaker than Kakarot. He doesn't even have royal blood running through him, and yet he stands above you. Pathetic. You call yourself a prince, Vegeta? Ha! What a joke."
Those words cut deeper than any punch.
Vegeta's eyes, filled with pain and blood, slowly opened wide. Something inside him snapped, not from pain, but from pure, burning pride.
"ARRRRGGGGHHHHHHH!!!"
A new power exploded out of him. The blue aura around his body suddenly grew darker, deeper, wilder. Veins popped all over his face and arms. His muscles grew bigger, harder. The ground for miles around started to float up into the air as his energy pushed everything away.
Broly's eyes went wide. For the first time, his hand was forced open. Vegeta's new power pushed him backward through the air like an invisible wall had slammed into him.
The sky itself turned dark, clouds swirling above them like a storm was being born.
BOOM!
Vegeta's energy exploded outward in a pillar of deep blue light that reached all the way into space. Broly crossed one arm in front of his face to block the wind and debris flying at him. When the light finally died down and the dust settled, Vegeta hovered there, changed.
His hair was still blue, but the color was richer, stronger. His aura was thicker, heavier, moving like living fire around him. His eyes glowed with a new, dangerous light. This was no longer just Super Saiyan Blue. This was something more. Something Vegeta had reached through nothing but his own pride and refusal to stay beaten.
Vegeta stared straight at Broly, his voice low and deadly calm.
"I am Prince Vegeta," he said. "And I will not be mocked by you… or anyone. You wanted my best, Broly? Fine. Now the real fight begins."
Broly's scary smile came back, even wider than before. His own green aura flared up around him, shaking the ground just as hard.
Both warriors floated there for a moment, eyes locked, power crashing against power, waiting to see who would move first.