On the land of Namek, Wukong lay dying on the ground, his breath weak.
Frieza's silver body glowed coldly, his pupils looked down at Goku with a contemptuous smile on his lips.
Li San held on to his mahogany sword and stood up straight. His robe was stained with dust and his back was soaked with cold sweat. However, he deliberately forced out a disdainful smile and walked up to Frieza:
"Universe King Frieza?"
Frieza glanced at Li San and said in a cold tone:
"Hey, hey, a nobody, how dare you approach this great king?"
Li San twitched the corners of his mouth and his voice became tight:
"Tsk tsk~ It's not that evil. How many people have you killed?"
Frieza was stunned and didn't respond.
Li San swallowed and continued to pretend to be calm:
"You don't answer? Then do you know how many demons I have killed?"
He recited the formula silently, his hand holding the peach wood sword trembled slightly, and he shouted:
"Come on!"
The dark soul-calling flags rose up from behind him, making a hunting sound.
Frieza's pupils shrank suddenly, and the contempt on his face was instantly replaced by shock.
"You idiot, do you think I look like a human being or a god?"
