Son Goten steeled his resolve, deciding to face Broly head-on.
He'd taken three fairy beans from Immortal Kalin before this fight.
Even if gravely injured, he'd recover instantly, as long as he survived.
Saiyans gained immense power after healing from near-death, a passive gift.
"Hoo… his breath keeps expanding," Goten muttered, eyes narrowing.
Broly unleashed another energy ball, his aura swelling rapidly.
Tendons across his massive body trembled with raw power.
Now in his legendary Super Saiyan form, Broly retained some rationality.
Yet his irritability and bloodlust surged, a beast barely contained.
"Roar!" Broly bellowed, the sound shaking the crumbling planet.
His powerful green aura erupted, a storm of energy.
A grass-green barrier formed around him, massive and pulsating.
Countless energy balls shot from the barrier, streaking outward.
Rumble!
Boom after boom echoed, destruction raining everywhere.
Wherever the energy balls struck, the ground shattered completely.
The planet groaned, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Every second, it seemed ready to disintegrate entirely.
Goten dodged each energy ball with deft precision.
A swift blur, he flashed in front of Broly.
"Battle starts now, Broly," Goten said, face serious.
He'd only been evading, not truly fighting until this moment.
Now, the real clash would begin, no holding back.
"Fighting?" Broly's voice rumbled, a guttural sneer.
"Hahahaha!" he laughed, a chilling, devilish sound.
"Trash! You think you're worthy to fight me?" he mocked.
"In my eyes, you're just a reptile," he spat.
His blank white eyes burned with disdain, unyielding.
Goten was a bug to him, insignificant, crushable.
A piece of garbage he could destroy at will.
But as Kakarot's son, he wouldn't die easily.
Broly wanted to unleash decades of rage on him.
He'd vent his hatred for Kakarot through Goten.
"Yeah?" Goten shot back, a sneer curling his lips.
"Funny, my view's the same as yours," he said.
"You're rubbish too, an unfounded reptile," he taunted.
He knew Broly retained rationality in this form.
The theatrical version had shown that much, but still.
Hearing such words from him was a surprise.
"Chi chi chi…" Broly laughed, a demonic cackle.
He didn't rage at Goten's words, only grinned wider.
"You and Kakarot are the same—weak, disgusting," he growled.
"As a reward, feel the fear of the devil," he vowed.
His voice dripped with madness, a promise of torment.
Broly's massive body flashed forward, a plowing juggernaut.
The ground beneath him split, a shocking trench forming.
He appeared before Goten like a ghost, impossibly fast.
Despite his size, his speed was lightning, breathtaking.
Broly threw an uppercut, fist roaring with power.
Goten clasped his hands, blocking the brutal strike.
His body flew upward, but he countered swiftly.
His right knee slammed into Broly's chin, full force.
The blow only tilted Broly's head back slightly.
"Is this guy's body really that strong?" Goten gasped.
"I hit with all my strength, and that's it?" he thought.
His body hovered midair, horror etching his face.
He knew the legendary Super Saiyan bloodline was formidable.
But this physical strength was beyond outrageous.
Even his full-power strike couldn't push Broly back.
Broly pursed his lips, a mocking gesture.
He raised his head, glancing at Goten with disdain.
"Chi chi… is this your strength?" he sneered.
"Sure enough, as weak as I imagined," he taunted.
His eyes and lip-licking were demonic, hellish.
Just standing there, he radiated a shuddering aura.
This oppressive feeling was uniquely Broly's.
The new version of Broly lacked this terror.
"Haha!" Goten laughed, refusing to back down.
He exploded with power, blue lightning crackling around him.
Golden aura surged, turbulent as a storm.
After raising his breath, he flashed forward again.
A punch slammed into Broly's chest, heavy and direct.
Boom!
A muffled crash echoed, but Broly didn't budge.
He grinned devilishly, looking down like a war god.
"Chi chi chi…" Broly's disdainful laughter rang out.
"Is that all, garbage?" he mocked, voice cold.
In a flash, he grabbed Goten with lightning speed.
He pressed him to the ground, sparks flying wildly.
The ground split into a trench, dozens of feet long.
Goten's black martial arts uniform shredded instantly.
Broly hurled Goten skyward, raising a hand.
A precise palm cannon shot out, energy blazing.
Boom!
Black smoke exploded in the sky, thick and dark.
Goten's body flew out, trailing a smoky tail.
He crashed into a mountain peak, hundreds of meters away.
Wounds covered him, blood dripping from his mouth.
He stood, eyes firm, a spark of excitement within.
The legendary Super Saiyan bloodline was too strong.
If he could claim it, Ultra Instinct would soar.
Bark!
He tore off his tattered martial arts uniform.
"Looks like I have to use Ultra Instinct," he decided.
"Keep fighting like this, and I'll lose control," he thought.
Broly wasn't as terrifying as some later versions.
But his breath's growth was a straight, rapid climb.
If this continued, Goten might truly fall.
The planet quaked, fissures widening with each blast.
Broly's green aura flared, a tempest of rage.
"Let's see how long you last," he growled.
His massive frame loomed, a demon from nightmares.
Goten steadied himself, wiping blood from his lips.
Ultra Instinct was his only path forward now.
He focused, feeling the shift deep within.
His body relaxed, instincts taking over completely.
Silver light flickered in his eyes, a subtle glow.
The air around him shimmered, time slowing slightly.
Broly charged again, fist aimed to crush.
Goten moved, a blur, dodging with precision.
He countered, a strike to Broly's side, swift.
The hit landed, but Broly barely flinched.
"Still not enough," Goten muttered, analyzing fast.
Ultra Instinct needed more—he had to push harder.
Broly roared, energy balls erupting in a frenzy.
The planet's surface cracked, lava seeping through gaps.
Goten weaved through the barrage, movements fluid.
Each dodge was instinctual, his body reacting alone.
He closed in, landing a flurry of blows.
Broly's grin widened, taking each hit without faltering.
"You're amusing, bug," he said, voice dripping venom.
He swung a massive fist, air screaming in its wake.
Goten ducked, feeling the wind graze his hair.
He retaliated, a kick to Broly's knee, testing.
The titan staggered slightly, a first small victory.
Goten's heart raced, Ultra Instinct sharpening his senses.
He could feel Broly's breath still climbing, endless.
This fight was a race against that growth.
If Broly kept expanding, even Ultra Instinct might fail.
"I need to end this fast," Goten thought.
He channeled more power, silver aura flaring brighter.
Broly laughed, a sound that chilled the air.
"Let's see how long you dance," he taunted.
The planet groaned louder, its core fracturing.
Goten steeled himself, ready for the next move.
This clash would test his limits, and beyond.
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