Guldo and Chiaotzu vanished simultaneously. Their blurry images popped in and out of existence all over the ravaged Planet Vegeta industrial zone as each of the two tried hitting the other with the first attack. Chiaotzu fired off his Dodonpa whenever he found the chance, while Guldo tried landing a Ki blast as well. This maddening race concluded when Guldo stopped moving for once and a Dodonpa took off his shoulder pad, grazing his shoulder while the chubby fighter raised both of his hands out in front of him.
"Let's see you handling this!" Guldo yelled out. A cerise-colored Ki blast the size of both of his hands put together took off and rushed toward the frozen Chiaotzu who had thought he had his opponent on the ropes. Guldo radiated a strong, violet aura with bubble-gum pink lightning jolts passing up and down his body while he continued to supply the Ki blast with more and more power.
In his stiff and stopped state, it would have taken Chiaotzu too much time to move again, so he put up his arms and blocked the Ki blast. When the pink smoke cleared out, there didn't appear to be any external damage on Chiaotzu's body beside a few specks of dirt littering his pale skin. However, the ghoulish martial artist stood in an awkward position. Frozen in place with a terrified expression. Guldo snickered into his open palm while enjoying his victorious move.
"Heh, my psychic powers are superior to yours, shrimp. I bet you can't apply your psychic powers through Ki blasts like I can. It takes some focusing to pull off, but it sure beats the predictable old method, don't you think?" Guldo mocked Chiaotzu with a pull on his lower eyelid and a pat on his bottom.
"Chiaotzu!" Tenshinhan yelled out, noticing his friend's trouble while he himself engaged an entire platoon of Frieza Army soldiers, several thousands of power level units strong. When Tenshinhan's three eyes set on the buffoonery of Guldo, mocking his opponent, the martial artist couldn't help but wonder if this truly was an elite member of this Lord Frieza who terrified Chayote so much since he acted like an absolute imbecile.
It was then that a rushing cross distracted Tenshinhan, and he moved his upper body to weave out of its way. The three-eyed warrior secured a grip over the punching arm and flung the soldier down before breaking his body with a shapeless Kiai blast and leaving him down and out while Tenshinhan engaged the rest of the army.
"A… Psychic Ki blast?" Chiaotzu muttered through severe physical strain, having learned something that he had never even thought of before. Had he the wildest clue this was possible, he wouldn't have gotten this careless. Had he not felt sure that his Ki surpassed that of his opponent's, he'd not have gotten this overconfident with his successful Dodonpa hit.
"That's right, now I'll put a beat-down on you!" Guldo laughed out, rushing right at Chiaotzu from a long-distance with a rush that looked embarrassingly slow. The size of his opponent had a notable influence on Guldo's speed. With this sort of pace, there was no wonder that Guldo employed telekinesis and psychic powers before engaging his opponent.
Having approached Chiaotzu, the little ball of mint-colored fluff wound up for a powerful kick and then thrust his stubby foot, sending his still-paralyzed opponent flying while Guldo raced in pursuit after his airborne opponent. Having flown behind where Chiaotzu would end up being, Guldo extended his hands and fired another Psychic Ki Blast into Chiaotzu's back, freezing him in psychic paralysis in mid-flight. Then, Guldo approached his helpless opponent and kicked him aside, repeating the process multiple times in rapid succession until this entire combination of treacherous moves became lightning-fast. Guldo concluded his combination with a rolling, focused headbutt of his oversized head which sent the bruised Chiaotzu crashing down into an abandoned industrial building so hard that its debris flew aside as if someone had flung them in every direction while a pillar of rising air-pressure ripped the building apart.
Guldo landed a few hundred meters behind Chiaotzu, clutching his chest and panting. He had gone all-out into his combination of blows as he had never tried beating an opponent down before, but if Guldo's previous scouter reading was right, his red-cheeked nemesis would not be subdued quite this easily. Guldo's still quite green fighting instincts proved correct this time as Chiaotzu rose from the ground, grunting in pain and feeling up the mean bruises all over his body.
"I've never seen such a way to use your psychic powers. I've always used my psychic powers and Ki attacks separately. It had never even occurred to me I could have combined the two like that. That is impressive. I think I now understand better why martial artists are so excited to challenge themselves in battle." Chiaotzu said with a smirk that seemed to admit to his blunder. He had lost his aura of cool, doll-like apathy and surrendered himself to the tides of battle.
"Tough bastard to kill, are you?" Guldo grimaced. He both needed to catch his breath and knew that his opponent was aware of his heavy breathing. Chiaotzu intended to use his chance for an opening, and he rushed straight to Guldo. The mint-skinned chubby took a stumble back, sweating profusely in terror of his approaching opponent as he raced to draw a deep breath in and strike a flashy pose of his legs spread wide and palms pointing down with their backside revealed to the opponent.
The fabric of the very time-space rippled with a grey filter and lost all color as it halted and stayed still. As long as Guldo held his breath–his Time Stop technique would continue and everything around him would remain frozen in time. Still, his previous outburst of ferocity had left Guldo remarkably short on breath, so he didn't have enough time to finish his opponent off. All he could do is one good attack, so Guldo extended his arms to his sides, opening his palms and collecting floating debris all around him with his telekinesis before flinging it all right at Chiaotzu from every angle while he dashed back and exhaled.
Once time resumed, Chiaotzu gasped in terror, realizing that telekinetic rubble surrounded him from all sides, and in his predicament, he could only cover himself up and weather the telekinetic rampage. The ghoulish martial artist yelled out in pain as the rubble all collided with him in mid-air so hard that the separate pieces blew up into meaningless rubble. Guldo had a powerful telekinetic slam. The force of his psychic powers rivaled those of Chiaotzu's at the very least while the true winner of this clash remained to be seen, for it was too close to say for certain.
"Just incredible. Your psychic powers are incredibly well-developed. Like a trained muscle…" Chiaotzu commended his opponent while wiping the trail of blood off his lip and forehead from where the rushing rubble had cracked him open.
"Heh, heh! Shaking your pathetic legs, are you?" Guldo crossed his arms and laughed out in the pride of his psychic abilities. "It's too late to ask for forgiveness now, fool, you shouldn't have mocked me before! I will never ever forgive you for making fun of me!"
"I was doing no such thing. It is customary for martial artists to commend their opponent for something they are doing right. However, I've also found a weakness in your fighting style as well." Chiaotzu nodded to himself. "Three, in fact."
"Three weaknesses? That building must have hit your head way worse than I thought…" Guldo laughed out to himself. "My psychic powers are surpassed only by those of Lord Frieza himself! My fighting style has no weaknesses, I could have beaten the rest of the Ginyu Special Squadron during training if my stomach didn't hurt all the time!"
Realizing that he would get nowhere like this, Chiaotzu took a fighting stance and took off, rushing his opponent again. Guldo lost his balance at first, but then extended his hands and capture his opponent in his psychokinesis hold. Recalling that Chiaotzu had the strength and psychic training to break out of his hold, Guldo hurried up with his follow-up attack. The chubby warrior flipped over his front and slammed his head right into Chiaotzu's bleeding forehead, sending the ghoulish fighter down with an even more profuse forehead bleeding while Guldo gloated over Chiaotzu's squirming body.
"You better admit that you lied about those weaknesses and say you're terribly sorry about the mean-spirited mockery you've made of me earlier or else I'll keep pummeling you, shrimp!" Guldo shook his fist out, bursting into wrath out of nowhere, just a moment later after he seemed so self-content.
As an answer to his callout, Chiaotzu's writhing and battered body on the floor vanished as an after-image while Chiaotzu rushed in from the right with a swoop-in kick to Guldo's left jaw that swatted the chubby elite flying helplessly aside. Chiaotzu formed a pair of Ki blasts in both of his hands before throwing out a barrage of incoming Ki blasts that shot out from the larger pair he held inside of his hands. Pursuing his overwhelmed opponent, Chiaotzu dived with a fist from the upper left, extending his hands to apply a psychokinesis lock on his opponent while the ghoulish warrior continued to kick at Guldo's enormous head with his feet in rapid succession. A spinning kick knocked Guldo back and the obese, mint-skinned field commander fell on his back on top of a building but didn't break it, flopping in an awkwardly bent back position.
"Your psychic powers are incredibly well-honed, but your martial arts skills are lousy." Chiaotzu showed his index finger, revealing it out of a clenched fist that he displayed in front of him. "It's clear that you've skimped on physical training and just abused your psychic powers your entire life when you got into trouble. Something that you've neglected to note is that the application of psychic powers also requires strength of the body. Your body is out of shape and that's why you're racing for breath whenever you really put your back into it."
"Sh-Shut up!" Guldo rolled off of the building and fell flat as a pancake on his face, peeling himself off of the rocky ground with a drool of blood still lingering in a goopy bond to the rocky floor where he planted his face. "You just landed a lucky shot, that's all. Just you try to hit me one more time, punk!"
Chiaotzu vanished, Guldo looked around frantically before drawing his breath in and positioning his body for his Time Stop. The chubby located Chiaotzu's form rushing right at him, but then his eyes popped wide open. Vessels of ravaging red fissures decorated all four of the alien's eyes, both the smaller and squinting pair and the wide, bulging one. There were at least sixteen different versions of Chiaotzu racing toward him from all sides. While all of them remained frozen in time, Guldo couldn't quite tell which one was the real one.
Guldo smirked with a cocky chuckle as he pressed the large button to activate his scouter, but then cried out in frustration as his scouter failed to activate because he had stopped all of the time all around him, his scouter included. If he released his temporal grip–Chiaotzu and his clones would assault him viciously and mug him without mercy. This was a horrible situation! Guldo felt a lack of oxygen choking him out as his mint-colored skin began turning paler and more toward the teal shades and veins bulged out all over his face.
"Damn it! I've no time to shoot every one of them down!" Guldo cursed as he raced to run as far away as he could from the rushing attack before he flopped hard on his face and wheezed out, racing desperately to catch a modicum of breath. "Ch-Cheater…" Guldo panted while lying flat on his back and doing his best to stare the approaching army of Chiaotzu to death. "Speedy afterimages shouldn't have registered in my Time Stop. You lucked out, that's all!"
"These were no afterimages!" Chiaotzu waggled his finger in front of him with a malicious smirk. "These were actual doppelgangers of mine," he explained while he canceled out his Fist of Four Bodies technique and returned a trio of clones back into each of his clones and then the respective clones back to his own body, empowering his original body to full power again.
"Incredible!" Tenshinhan found the time to admire Chiaotzu's skill in the Fist of Four Bodies technique. "He used the Fist of Four Bodies successively, having each one of his doppelgangers split into four three additional clones while he formed three more of his own. I had thought of the concept earlier, but I've never actually found an application to weakening myself by splitting my Ki in between sixteen entire bodies."
"Your psychic techniques, for how much you abuse them, take a heavy toll on your lacking physical stamina." Chiaotzu raised a second finger, complementing Guldo's lacking martial arts skills and his overreliance on psychic powers and Time Stop as his first weakness. "That is why you can just run out of juice in a fight, leaving you panting and powerless, like you are now."
As a punishment for a successfully exploited weakness that Guldo continued to deny the existence of, Chiaotzu lifted his palms and manipulated the fallen opponent of his back on his feet, dangling in mid-air as Chiaotzu socked him right in the face before applying a psychokinetic hold over Guldo while Chiaotzu step-kicked Guldo into utter submission until his opponent looked swollen and broken. Chiaotzu extended his hand, propelling his opponent back with a telekinetic push.
"No!" Guldo hissed out while rising back on wobbly feet. "No!" he yelled out while both his small and his enormous pair of eyes bulged out while his body stiffened up. Chiaotzu hadn't finished him completely, and this gave Guldo another gulp of air, and that meant another chance of finishing his enemy off. Now Guldo wouldn't wait for his opponent to use his superior speed and martial arts skill on him–he'd stop time and finish Chiaotzu off for good himself.
"Die! Die! Die!" Guldo shrieked out as he extended his hands to apply a psychokinetic lock on Chiaotzu. A nebula shroud of deep blue surrounded Chiaotzu but while the ghoulish martial artist worked on overpowering the psychic hold over him, Guldo posed in the Time Stop position to stop time, this time so that Chiaotzu didn't have the chance to pull his switcheroo trick on Guldo.
"I'll skewer you dead, you little runt!" Guldo seethed in bitterness and hate, spraying his venomous drool from his mouth as he proclaimed lifelong hatred to the short fighter who was just another one of the incalculable bunch to mock him and underestimate the talent that he was born with. Guldo assembled multiple debris from the decimated buildings around him, forming them into sharp, spear-like forms before sending all of them hurling right to Chiaotzu.
Guldo kept the time frozen all the way, leaving Chiaotzu no chance to dodge. As the smoke lingered and the spears built out of debris poured out in ground powder from the rubble, Chiaotzu emerged with his Saiyan armor halfway broken off and just getting in his way, leaving the ghoulish fighter no option but to tear it off and leave him with only the blue bodysuit underneath that had its fair share of blood stains and tears as well.
"Alive! Still alive!" Guldo's hands shook in front of him as the boiling alien continued to shriek and stare at his own shaking, stiffened fingers as if he wanted to nibble them up to the bone to soothe his bitter rivalry with this flippant Earthling psychic shorty.
"Your telekinetic attacks won't work as intended if the materials you use aren't up to snuff for the task." Chiaotzu panted, clutching the shallow cuts and scratches that the attempt to skewer him left him with as all of Guldo's improvised psychic spears gave way to the toughness of Chiaotzu's body before they could penetrate that much deeper than his mere skin. "But that isn't your third and final weakness." Chiaotzu shook his head.
"Oh, yeah!?" Guldo yelled out. "And what is it then, if you think you're so smart!?"
"Your overreliance on techniques exposes them to your opponent as you use them over and repeatedly. If you ever face a skilled enough martial artist, their natural skill in technique mimicry can do you in for good." Chiaotzu returned to his blank, doll-like stare as he showed his third finger. Air howled as it rushed inside Chiaotzu's compact chest as time around him screeched to a halt. Guldo's pathetic, battered and broken, hateful to where his popping veins might have drowned his brain in his own blood all by itself expression lingered in the state of perfect stoppage. Like a revolting picture.
Raising his hands up and opening his palms up beside him, Chiaotzu rushed to his frozen in time opponent and drove into Guldo's gut with both of his arms as the little fighter flew right into Guldo with a flying body slam. Chiaotzu beat the frozen in time, Guldo down thoroughly with more than a fair share of body-shaking crosses and step-kicks before whipping him with a spin kick. Chiaotzu dashed back and extended his hands, sending a barrage of Ki blasts to Guldo before firing a single Dodonpa to finish his punishment up and his opponent off.
Being a well-trained martial artist who continuously challenged his skills and tempered his body, spirit, and mind, Chiaotzu breathed a calm breath out and resumed the flow of time. He had never considered that this maneuver would fit him better than its original user, as this was never the case with mimicking techniques, though Guldo's body was so poorly conditioned for his own ace technique that Chiaotzu had nowhere to take it but up.
Tenshinhan swooped down, clapping his hands as he dusted them off, and resigned himself from beating the Frieza Army down any further as the last body hit the pile he had assembled down below. Chiaotzu looked back up to his friend and nodded in acknowledgment. Seeing Guldo whited out, broken and burnt up with a faint flame still smoldering on his body from the powerful Dodonpa that Guldo had no defenses against with his wrecked Ki, Tenshinhan nodded as well, acknowledging Chiaotzu's victory over the Ginyu Special Squadron member. The two looked around to find the Meat Processing Plant on the horizon and took off toward it, feeling a great number of Ki clashing there too.
"Let's just hope that no soldiers got to Bardock's wife yet." Chiaotzu squeaked out expressing his worry.
"Yeah. This battle didn't come easy to you. Let me fight the big fights next time." Tenshinhan replied. "Guldo said something about only Frieza having comparable psychic powers to him, so we shouldn't run into anyone like Guldo anymore. Though if that's true about Frieza being an even more powerful psychic, your help might be invaluable, Chiaotzu."
The pale warrior with cartoonish, red cheeks just nodded without saying a word while the two sped like missiles homing in on the gleaming pride of the industrial district.