"Great, this guy's just stuck in his Legendary Super Saiyan form now…" Krillin clenched his fists and braced for collision with the rampaging sinewy titan, but the ever-vibrant crimson of King Kai's Fist lit up from his right. Everything around went black as if night had crawled up, everything became washed out against the shine of Yamcha's most intense King Kai's Fist.
"You ruined my wedding, you asshole!" Yamcha hissed with a strained expression before taking off to collide with Broly head-on while his heartbeat of amped strength and speed persisted.
The enraged martial artist crashed against Broly with the confused giant stopping in place and raising his arm up to defend himself. Yamcha's forearm smashed into Broly's before the martial artist erupted into a bright crimson supernova of intense aura and began throwing fists. Broly crossed his arms and hunkered down, casually taking Yamcha's best limit-pushing blows and just letting them bounce off of his iron-tight muscles of slide aside his body.
"Wolf Fang Fist x 100!" Yamcha yelled out, making his forearms utterly vanish as his shots became too swift to be seen even by a hardened eye of a trained warrior capable of fighting on a cosmic scale. With a psychotic smirk on his face, Broly inhaled deep and blew out his chest, letting it get a gentle pinkish swell but otherwise suffering no damage. The finishing thrust of both cupped palms made Broly grumble and skid back a little, but the titan only flinched for a second before raising his eyes back and smiling with bloody murder as his primary intent.
"What a waste of my time…" Broly spat and resumed his initial gore charge.
"Don't you fly away from me!" Yamcha snapped right in front of Broly's face with Instantaneous Transmission and positioned his arms in front of his face with his fingers spread out and his hands pointing inward. "Solar Fist!" he yelled out, emitting a blinding flash of light.
Broly grunted like a wild boar poked with a heated prod and began thrashing about, desperately trying to get his hands on the bothersome pest that didn't seem to realize how insignificant he was against the Legendary Super Saiyan. "King Kai's Fist x 200!" Yamcha bellowed through excruciating physical strain before lunging back at the Legendary Super Saiyan with a backfist smash.
Having registered a touch of his opponent's fist, Broly lunged toward where he last felt Yamcha to be but the clever martial artist began a rapid barrage of vanishing with Instantaneous Transmission, accompanied by a blitzing battery of fists and feet wherever he moved to, only for Broly to try to catch up but failing because of having to struggle against his itching eyes and his instantaneously moving opponent.
A swipe, an elbow crash, rapid overhead foot jabs, and rolling kicks. None of these attacks seemed to bother Broly who just howled out with a green destructive wave engulfing him whole and forcing Yamcha to back off and collapse on one knee with a taxed and sweaty expression as he had spent himself on a vague attempt to leave a dent on the giant and failed despite pushing well past his limits.
"This is bad! He's powered up drastically since the last time because of Zenkai, and then it's as if he stayed in Legendary Super Saiyan form all this time, just gradually escalating in power even further!" Krillin staggered back with a pale, long face. "There's no stopping this guy now!"
"You shouldn't have come here if you didn't think you could make a difference," Piccolo sneered at his comrade while removing his cape and turban and cracking his knuckles. The Ultimate Namekian warrior waved his hands to the side and clamored with a battle cry, bursting with a radiant white aura as he powered up to the wildest extent imaginable.
"Wow! You've powered up like crazy too, Piccolo!" Goku shrieked out, covering himself up from all the dust and intense shockwaves emanating from the last Namekian warrior.
"Of course, you fool!" Piccolo hissed with a vein-ridden body and a strained expression that betrayed the burn he felt pushing his body this far. "I am the Ultimate Namekian warrior, the last hope of my people! I couldn't stand just sitting on the laurels of being equal to the Legendary Super Saiyan in power, I've trained myself in the Room of Spirit and Time extensively to surpass my previous limits in the few off-days we had!"
"You bug, you got in my way!" Broly pointed to Yamcha with a smug grin after recovering from the stress of his temporary blindness. Yamcha may have gotten psyched out if he didn't feel crippled and grounded already. The struggle of aftereffects of going through King Kai's Fist x 200 felt way worse than being torn limb from limb by this self-proclaimed devil.
The ruthless behemoth of pure hate burst with a golden aura and took off in a juggernaut rush toward Yamcha before being kicked aside by three generations of Super Saiyans in Gohan, Goku, and Bardock. It took no time at all for Broly to brush the kicks aside and turn to his attackers, but their forceful entry derailed his charge and bought Yamcha some time to recover.
"You've got some crazy strength! Hold back on us at least a bit, this just ain't feeling fair…" Goku chuckled to himself, exhaling and absorbing the entirety of his golden aura inside of his body, which left his spiky hair rustling in a soft shade of creamy yellow.
"Stand down, Broly-san!" Gohan exclaimed with frustration, standing shoulder-by-shoulder with his father and grandfather. "If you power down and learn to control your wrath like Chayote-san, you can still have a life on Earth and leave your old vendettas behind!"
"Give up on this guy already, Gohan," Bardock grumbled while clenching his fist and stressing it to where veins throbbed over the back of his hand and it began emanating ripples of translucent energy. "One look at him tells you he's bad news. He ain't gonna listen to reason, but that's just fine with me. It's been a while since I've met a guy I won't have to feel bad going all-out on. All this time, I keep flipping out and causing you all trouble, but not against this guy, right? This is just the guy to thrash and pummel to my heart's extent!"
"Insects, all of you!" Broly swiped his hand aside and prepared a deep green energy orb that he flung haphazardly toward the Super Saiyan family.
"Ka… Me… Ha… Me…" Goku and Gohan drew their hands behind them while Bardock extended his hand and fired a massive azure energy wave howling toward the Ki ball coming in hot right at them. While the veteran Super Saiyan fostered no hopes of stopping the attack just by himself, he bought the time for his son and grandson to channel their attacks and go all out with booming roars and exploding auras. "Ha!" father and son roared as they extended their hands side-by-side and enveloped the entire area in a tunneling energy blast.
The combined attacks all detonated at once, leveling the surrounding cybernetic towers while Goku, Gohan, and Bardock rushed in on the offensive. Rushing through the smoke, Goku came in with an elbow strike but Broly caught it with a full-teeth smile. The Perfect Super Saiyan became just a white blur as he swept at Broly's feet, but Goku himself bounced off with a tearful wince as he just couldn't crack it through the giant's indomitable toughness. In a snap, Goku exploded in a flying, spinning kick combination that Broly absorbed with his lightly swollen chest. The Super Saiyan kept spinning and kicking regardless, trying to see just how tough their opponent was to force him to flinch just once.
Broly extended his arms and moved in for a wide bearhug, but Goku snap-vanished away, instantly transitioning from overwhelming offensive to speedy movement while Gohan slid in to take his father's place. The Super Saiyan teen skid underneath the Legendary Super Saiyan going for a trip while the titan's focus may have been up above. Then moved in to his father's space with a sudden uppercut and a powerful cross before transitioning into an aerial roundhouse. The father-son combination made Broly take a defensive stance and raise his arms to block. Sweeping his leg around his opponent's block, Gohan forced the block aside and instantly punished his skillless opponent with a sky-high kick to the chin that made Broly stumble back dazed.
Seeing a golden opportunity, Bardock moved in for his pound of flesh, but Broly snapped back in place with his sick grin much faster than anyone would've had a chance to assume him to be able to. Even the cybernetically augmented Saiyan froze up and felt obliged to take up a defensive pose despite intending to go all-out initially. Broly moved in with a cross, but Bardock had switched poses already to slide underneath and around it, still looking for his opening.
The Legendary Super Saiyan whirled around with a roundhouse but the veteran Super Saiyan hopped over it with an evasive roll and thrust his forearm with a backfist strike that shrugged aside with a free hand before grabbing hold of Bardock with both hands and punting him into the atmosphere with one devastating kick.
"Grandpa!" Gohan called out.
"Dad!" Goku exclaimed as both father and son rushed after their senior comrade, trying to pull him out of trouble.
Broly redirected his pursuit straight down and extended his arms to the sides, clotheslining both Super Saiyans and sending them crashing down into the innards of the Capsule Corps Star straight through the adamantine surface. Then, the maniac turned around and returned to his pursuit attack, exploding into a flurry of fists that should've been completely impossible for someone as swollen with girth as Broly was. The Legendary Super Saiyan finished his beatdown by grabbing Bardock with his hand and swatting aside Krillin, Yamcha, and Lazuli who surrounded Broly for the save. When he was safe again, Broly slammed the cybernetically enhanced Super Saiyan into a crater of his own making before straightening his back and turning to Chayote and Piccolo.
"You could've been like me, Chayote…" Broly pointed to the Saiyan. "You could've learned to embrace this state and stay in it indefinitely if you only accepted the crown!"
"How can you do it?" Chayote wondered, tightening the ribbon around her ponytail as a golden gleam washed up her body and spiked her hair up golden. Her teal eyes tried gazing into the mindless whites of the musclebound abomination before her and their mind-boggling size difference evened up somewhat as Chayote gained prominent bulk in her Super Saiyan form and tore her outfit in its weakest links. "I've transformed into this state a few times, but the swelling power, the madness… How are you so in tune with it, like it doesn't plague you at all?"
"Plague me? Hasn't it hammered home to you yet? I've crushed anything and everything I've ever cared about to make more place for it!" Broly clenched his fists by his side and bawled out in manic laughter while exploding with a radiant golden aura. The Legendary Super Saiyan straightened his body out and flexed his swollen chest, where he took a couple of mean hits to showcase a hardened fracture of scar tissue where his heart exploded from his body after Chayote hit him with the Devilmite Beam. "I must thank you, blowing that useless thing up helped me purge a whole lot of pointless things!"
"You should spare yourself the headache, Chayote," Piccolo stepped in between the horrified Saiyan woman and the psycho marveling at the fruit of his own mindless violence. "Someone like you could never understand a fiend like him. Just get yourself in the right mindset to transform if we can't handle him. I've got business to settle with him!"
Piccolo vanished, blitzing to his opponent in a white beam of light as he thrust his fist into Broly's gut, but the physical specimen caught Piccolo's fist in an open hand. Piccolo jumped up, extending his entrapped arm with his Namekian physiology as he sought to smash a knee into Broly's face, but the Legendary Super Saiyan answered the knee smash with a wicked headbutt. The two colliding warriors emitted a halo of electricity from around the point of impact and tearing lightning bolts resonated from the epicenter. Piccolo bounced off of Broly's forehead and repeated the knee charge with dozen times the power and focus but Broly answered it with a headbutt just as vicious.
The two warriors took off into the sky, exchanging straight strikes with one another as Broly brushed off Piccolo's thrusts with only slight bruises or no damage whatsoever while Piccolo used his martial arts prowess to avoid the massive arms of his opponent and maneuver around Broly in a manner that'd make it difficult for the Legendary Super Saiyan to land a blow. Broly and Piccolo darted off to the different ends of the Capsule Corps Star's horizon, only to rush toward one another and collide with Piccolo slamming push kicks while Broly tried mashing the face of the Ultimate Namekian into violet porridge to no avail as Piccolo's legs extended to outrange even Broly's reach.
Winding both of his arms back, Piccolo reared his fangs before extending both his arms out in a complicated network. His hands tried grabbing Broly to apply a stranglehold on the Legendary Super Saiyan, but Broly caught both of the Ultimate Namekian's wrists and pulled on the arms. Instead of letting his arms snap, Piccolo retracted his body to them and extended his feet to smash into the side of Broly's jaw, but this only appeared to entertain the sinewy colossus. Piccolo kicked low, but Broly raised his calf to absorb the kick. Turning around his arm, Piccolo thrust his dominant foot into Broly's jaw.
A deafening crack resonated throughout as Yamcha staggered to his feet, Krillin and Lazuli recovered from being tossed aside and the Super Saiyan family busted their way out from the sparking craters. The entire recovering Dragon Team stared off at the heated exchange between the Ultimate Namekian warrior and the Legendary Super Saiyan. Two apex, fabled legends of their species, engaged in a violent dance to determine the superior legend.
Piccolo's antennae whipped with electric blue crackles, surrounding Broly with a high voltage manifestation of Ki that made the giant sparkle blue and flash erratically. Broly bellowed, freeing himself from the electrical field and hanging his head low in hefty pants as smoke trailed from his body. Having found his opening, Piccolo hurled through the skies and moved in from above Broly with a rapid thrust of his feet that moved so fast they appeared to multiply to the scale of hundreds. Broly flexed his chest, absorbing Piccolo's rapid foot stomps as they rained down without taking much lasting damage before Piccolo whipped a wicked high kick to Broly's left jaw and vaulted back to a distant position, and adopted a fighting stance.
"I never knew there were Namekians as strong as this," Broly reared his pearly whites while his whited-out eyes flared with utter mania and ecstasy derived from savagery.
"There aren't. I'm the last Namekian there is…" Piccolo rolled his knuckles and stretched his neck to the side before resuming his fighting pose and preparing to collide with his rival again.
"Then this miserable planet will be the grave of both you and your species!" Broly howled before a spiraling pink energy beam slammed into him from down below. Feeling stunned by its shocking radiance, Broly's head twitched down to see Chayote pointing her index and middle fingers at him. Just like recorded in his painful memories that instantly flashed back before his eyes, Chayote clenched her fists and a painful resonance cracked at Broly's ribcage from within.
This time, his entire chest cavity didn't explode into a bloody mess. Just the scar from his existing injury cracked with bloody trickles that were puny enough for a single stroke of his hand to smear it all off on Broly's grayish, ghastly complexion while looking down at the shocked Saiyan with utter lunacy.
"Nice try, but I've got no heart for you to blow up anymore. My old one was annoying and full of pointless sentiments and regrets, so my father removed it when he healed me. He may not have known it, but it's the best thing he ever did. Leaves a bigger void to fill with hate!" Broly stretched his arms to the side to display the meek injury that the Devilmite Beam could cause for all to see. Realizing that they could not take the easy way out this time, made the assembled Dragon Team gulp.
"And when I rip whatever feelings I have for you out of my chest, Chayote, I'll have my entire essence free to hate! I'll be free to destroy everything!" Broly wailed with a resonating voice that had sensible and hefty weight to it, shattered glass panels, and shook the cybernetic towers of the Capsule Corps Star's surface. "And so, I'll bathe this place in all of your blood, then blow this precious eyesore of a planet up alongside your graves! If that's the best all of you can do, this'll be the end for all of you! None of you can hurt me and I feel my power soaring higher!"
A mean grin extended down Chayote's face. The wrinkles and unnatural stretching of her betrayed the strain she went through while veins littered her forehead and a minty aura exploded around Chayote while her body began bulking up full of muscle. The mint-color aura grew out of proportion, absorbing everything inside its radiance, while Chayote's bulking-up body gained a black, fiendish look with only a red flare for eyes and a wicked white smirk to separate her from a shadow. The mint-color aura withdrew, revealing a moss-colored destructive wave bubble that became littered with bright cracks that glowed green light from within.
A bestial roar resonated through the area as Chayote exploding power shattered the green energy shell around her and revealed a transformed Legendary Super Saiyan, ready to tackle her pale imitation.
"Alright!" Krillin pumped his fist. "Broly went ahead and pissed Chayote off, so now we've got a chance!" he celebrated somewhat prematurely.