"Done with your little strategy huddle?"
Jiren hadn't moved. He simply waited, watching them fall into stances. Then his aura flared again, a furnace-red blaze.
"Now it's our turn."
"Move."
Android 17 nodded, understood at once, and snapped a blast toward Jiren. Jiren's senses were already sharpened to a razor's edge. His eyes flashed. A telekinetic field wrapped him in an instant. The blast burst over the barrier, and Goku and Vegeta ripped through the smoke to strike.
"That all?"
Jiren brought both arms up. Their ambush broke like waves on rock. He cocked back to counter, but Vegeta rolled with the rebound, planted both boots in Jiren's chest, and drop-kicked him across the tiles. The two Saiyans chased hard.
Boom boom boom.
Explosions flared with every exchange. Jiren's hands blurred into afterimages, parrying a storm of fists and feet. The three figures flashed through the ruined arena, shockwaves alone popping the nearby stone into shrapnel.
On the ground, 17 and Vincent tracked every step, eyes locked. Vincent's Byakugan-like sight opened, the combatants' movements slowing in his view.
"Now."
He saw the opening first. Flame snapped from Vincent's palm as 17 formed a diamond with his hands and poured out a lance of blue energy. Hearing the cue, Goku and Vegeta split wide to clear the line.
Boom.
The twin beams braided together and swallowed Jiren. Bursts hammered his guard. Jiren crossed his forearms, expression unchanged.
"The same trick will not work twice."
Red radiance flared from him and blew the barrage apart.
"How is that possible?"
Vegeta risked a glance back. Jiren had stepped out of the blast without a scratch and became a streak of light, arrowing straight for 17 and Vincent.
"Bad."
Layers of emerald shields flowered from 17's hands. Dozens stacked in the breath of an instant. Vincent slashed his arm and fed each layer with roaring flame. Jiren never slowed. Shields shattered like sugar glass. Fire blew apart in sheets. He cut through like a war god.
"Look out."
Vincent read the line and made the call. 17 would not survive a clean hit. He shoved 17 aside and sprang back.
Crack.
Jiren scythed down between them, cratering the tiles. He slipped like an eel through the dust and drove a straight right at Vincent's heart.
"Serious Punch."
Vincent met it head on, Armament hardening over his knuckles.
Detonation. The impact rattled the stands.
"What. He stopped it?"
The clown god of destruction lurched to his feet. Even the other Destroyers traded looks. A human had just braced Jiren's strike and held.
Vegeta and Goku dove in at once, peppering Jiren with blasts.
"Not done."
Vincent forced blood back into his arms and reignited his right, a pillar of flame erupting and swallowing Jiren. Vegeta's shots hammered the inferno.
"Vegeta, all four of us, now."
Goku snarled, cranking Kaioken back up, and the pair crashed the pocket.
In a blink the four closed around Jiren and unleashed a hurricane. Hands, feet, and psychic guard flowed as one on Jiren's side. He did not give ground.
"Enough."
His aura detonated. The pressure blew their rhythm apart.
"No way."
Vegeta's eyes bulged. Their full tilt rush had been brushed aside. The four of them pinwheeled away. Breath ragged. Reserves near empty. Jiren looked exactly as he had at the start.
"Your oil is spent. It is time."
Energy gathered in his palm. He was done playing.
A harsh roar cut in from above. Jiren paused and turned. A white and purple comet screamed down at him.
"Finally decided to show yourself."
Jiren let the charge dissipate and squared to meet the newcomer. Frieza slashed in, tail snapping like a whip.
"Trifling."
Jiren caught the tail in both hands and flung him like trash. Frieza burst from the rubble at once, swinging with wild, pent up fury.
A single kick folded him and sent him skidding. Frieza hit a wall and stuck. He peeled out, eyes venom bright.
"To hell with rules. You should die by my hand."
Gold flared. Frieza turned incandescent and became a golden meteor, punching straight in. Jiren met him with a glare and a guard, then fired a short right.
The blow erased the air. Frieza's mouth filled with blood. He cartwheeled away like a cut kite and slammed into stone, twitching, power guttering out.
"Your opponent is here."
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