Enraged after being sent flying once again, Frieza raised his right hand.
Whirrr!
A mixture of red and black energy began to swirl, and before long, a massive energy sphere manifested at Frieza's fingertip.
"You damn brat! You and this entire planet can turn to dust together!" Frieza shrieked.
"Death Ball!"
The massive sphere of black energy hurtled toward Turles. Seeing this, the corners of Turles's mouth curled up, as if he had just thought of something hilarious.
He delivered a sharp kick, sending Frieza's "Death Ball" flying straight back the way it came.
Drenched in cold sweat, Frieza barely managed to dodge his own attack. He glared at Turles, his voice trembling. "Who... just who the hell are you?!"
"Who am I? I'm just an ordinary Saiyan. But if you need another title, you can think of me as the Super Saiyan you've spent your life fearing."
"Super Saiyan? That's nothing but a pathetic fairy tale!"
"Is that so? Well then, Frieza, don't blink. Today, I'll show you what a real Super Saiyan looks like!"
Recalling the method from Dragon Ball Super, Turles concentrated his energy into that tingling sensation in his back. As his Ki began to skyrocket, a flash of emerald green flickered in his pupils, and a golden aura began to radiate from his body.
Above Planet Namek, lightning began to tear through the sky.
"AAAAAAH!"
Turles's hair flickered between black and gold. In the next instant, his hair snapped into a vibrant gold, his eyes turned a piercing teal, and his entire body was enveloped in a roaring golden flare.
"Wha... what?!"
Vegeta stared at Turles, completely speechless.
Is this... the Legendary Super Saiyan?
What kind of terrifying Ki is this?!
It went without saying—with a base power level in the tens of millions, this transformation was overkill. Even a Perfect Cell would have to get on his knees and beg Turles not to kill him after taking a few of those bitch slaps.
"What is this transformation?!"
Frieza was completely stunned. Suddenly, a memory of a warning passed down through his bloodline surfaced: "Beware the Saiyan with golden hair..."
He thought of his ancestor, Chilled, who had been pummeled by the time-traveling Bardock. That legend had haunted his family for generations. Frieza truly was the perfect candidate for being screwed over by his ancestors.
(Chilled: If I knew this brat would be the one to fail us, I would have made my dying words "Kill all Friezas!")
Looking at the terrifying Turles, Frieza involuntarily took two steps back.
But then, rage took over. He was the Emperor of the Universe! To be intimidated by the mere gaze of a wild monkey was an absolute disgrace.
Sizzzzzz!
The golden aura and the sheer weight of Turles's Ki announced to the world that, at this moment, he was terrifyingly strong. Turles stood bathed in golden light, his hair spiked up, his expression cold and detached.
This was a Super Saiyan.
"What's the matter? Is the great Emperor of the Universe afraid?"
"Afraid?! You damn monkey! You just changed your hair color! Do you think that makes you special?"
Frieza's aura exploded as he lunged at Turles. His fist slammed squarely into Turles's chest.
"AAAAAH!"
The scream didn't come from Turles—it came from Frieza.
Frieza felt as if he had punched a wall of Katchin, the universe's hardest metal. The incredible recoil force sent a jolt of agony through his arm.
"What? Is that all the power the Emperor of the Universe has? Haven't you eaten today?"
Turles stood with his arms crossed, looking at Frieza with a mocking, playful gaze as if watching a clown. He completely ignored Frieza's frantic assault.
At his current level, Turles was far more powerful than the Goku who had first transformed in the original timeline. Even if he stood perfectly still, Frieza couldn't even break his guard.
"No! Impossible! I don't believe it!! HAA! HAA! HAA!"
Frieza roared, launching a desperate, high-speed barrage at Turles.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
After pouring everything into the assault, Frieza realized his attacks hadn't done a single bit of damage. True terror finally began to set in.
"How is this possible?! How can it have no effect?!"
Cold sweat poured down Frieza's face as he stared at Turles. He had used every ounce of his 100% Full Power, yet he hadn't even scratched the man. He had only succeeded in wounding his own hands. It was a joke.
Before, Turles was strong, but he felt beatable. Now, the gap was so vast it felt like they weren't even in the same dimension.
"Are you done? Good. Now it's my turn."
Turles's icy voice rang in Frieza's ear.
In that moment, Frieza felt like he could see his great-grandmother beckoning him to the afterlife.
Before he could even register a movement—BOOM!
A single punch from Turles buried itself into Frieza's abdomen, causing his stomach to cave inward.
"Cough... ARGH!"
The blinding pain finally forced a reaction from Frieza, causing him to spit up bile.
POW! BAM! CRACK!
Poor Frieza was instantly turned into a living punching bag. Turles began to systematically pummel him. Lord Frieza was certainly a top-tier punching bag; after all, not everyone could survive a solid hour of being beaten by the Legendary Super Saiyan, Broly, in the future.
(Broly: In terms of being a sandbag, I acknowledge you as the strongest!)
"So... so strong."
Goku watched Turles, his eyes filled with raw longing. Right now, Turles looked like a literal god of war.
"So that power is the Super Saiyan? I want it... I wonder if Turles would tell me how to do it if I asked..."
Vegeta perked up his ears at Goku's words, his hands clenching into tight fists.
"Humph. Kakarot, I won't lose to you this time!"
Vegeta had also made up his mind—he was going to find out how to become a Super Saiyan from Turles, no matter what.
"The Super Saiyan... this Prince will definitely achieve it!"
Vegeta's eyes burned with the desire for that legendary power. Piccolo, meanwhile, was drenched in sweat just watching the one-sided beatdown. "The Saiyans... they really are terrifying..."
Bulma, however, was staring at the golden-haired Turles with literal hearts in her eyes. "He's so handsome... drool..."
Her fangirling left Krillin speechless. The guy is putting out enough energy to erase a solar system, and all you can think is that he's handsome? Though, to be fair, he was pretty cool.
"Heh. Is this all you've got, Frieza? I have to say, as far as punching bags go, you're top-notch!"
Turles delivered a final kick that sent Frieza spiraling into the sky, his mocking words echoing in the tyrant's ears.