Two rivals once more[Open]

【Power Level: 82,600】

So, the day had finally come. That promise that the two Saiyajins had once promised one another so far back in time had finally come to surface. Many, many months had passed. Allowing the two males to practice and hone themselves in their own ways. Now that time had finally donned upon the both of them, he had been more than prepared. Although, he wasn't as incredibly advanced and powered up as the Super strength bearing Chris. He had grown exponentially, a spike in power level occurring. Son was surprised and happy, though. People like Chris deserved the immense power that they had. They were the ones who truly defended what they had, and used their power for the greater good at all times. A trait that he had personally appreciated. It meant that his home turf was guarenteed some quality protecting from evil and threats.

"So ya did it. Nice, I knew you could. Im sure it was kinda hard to obtain, wasn't it? Suffering some serious emotional trauma and that icky stuff? Proud of ya. I haven't made too much progress myself, unfortunately. I still have a ways to go before I can go Super Saiyan, too. But, at least- For now, I've got the tools I need in order to win my fights. Ain't much, but it's always more than enough. Especially with how long I've been here. A week and I've learned some serious stuff. Stuff that most people would only dream of learning, y'know? And, you'll learn this stuff too. I really recommend sticking out all of the training, no matter how difficult it seems. From me, to you." Gouken commented, rubbing his chin a little. "All that doesn't and won't matter in about two minutes! You're boasting some serious power, but I ain't outta league just yet!" He grinned form ear to ear. Bursting with energy, ascending into his False Super Saiyan form. Not as rage fueled as his grandfather's, but it was something.

【FSS [x5] | Power Level: 413,000】

Son watched as his rival darted directly into him. The difference in strength being absolutely phenomenal and comparable to that of David and Goliath. Gouken being David, as he was but a man. Chris, Goliath; The almighty Titan who would engage in combat with the minuscule David. Gouken's eyes able to keep up with the swift actions performed by Chris and enabling him enough time to respond. Choosing the defensive path, Son's arm and knee had been brought out. Acting as his shield of sorts and guarding the incoming knee and denying the slam down. Standing still, it had felt as though time was slowed indefinitely for Son. Looking to Christopher and narrowing his eyes as he got serious. His lips curving into a frown and his body held in the blocking pose. Swiftly, Son would somersault backwards. A few meters between he and his foe. He had to even out the outs, somehow. And he had the perfect plan for it. Making him happy, but he wouldn't show it. "You're strong! Guess my secret has to be used early, if you want a fair battle. Here it is!" Son smirked. His skin transitioning and becoming more red than before, his jaw dropping as his body seemed to heat up. He had to beat down Chris enough to bring him down to his level.



"Im ready! Go!" Son grinned, dashing into Chris. Launching himself into the air, but a few feet and then bringing himself down to unleash a crushing heel to the skull. His aim to discombobulate the Saiyajin long enough to unleash a following series of punches. The name of the game simply put as daze the foe and then follow right up with a series of well timed punches and jabs. Hooks included only to feint Chris. However, all of this was potentially but a pipe dream had he not been successful in his initial attack. Though, he had faith in his own abilities.

Being tossed aside, Son felt his pride had been damaged only a smidge. But, it was a different damage than normal. Had it been done bad guy or guy he randomly encountered out of nowhere, he would have had been mad. But, something about getting his rear end handed to him on a silver platter by his pal made him oddly happy. Like, he didn't quite care that he was losing this fight. But, rather, he was completely okay with it and honestly preferred that he lost in a game of skill. As he was now, actually. Never the less, the youngster had been tossed. Rolling along the ground before snapping back unto his feet and his body twisting around to face the charging male. His laser being prepped up and an eerie chant presented. So, not only did Chris look like grandpa but he was using a Son technique! Go figure. Chuckling, the crimson hued male mirrored his pal. Being a descendant of the clan, it was no surprise that he had long mastered the technique. But, at the same time, he suspected Chris had done so as well and likely put a spin on his technique. Being unique was the way of going about things, though. Taking a heavy intake of air, Go snapped his hands by his side.

"Times ten! Kamehameha!" He shouted, skipping the charging phase. Or rather, skipping the long, and drawn out chanting phase. Instead, shoving his palms forth and reacting with his very own 10x Kamehameha. The final stage of Kamehameha in the Son family, as a fun fact. A hot feeling of shame and embarrassment had washed over Son, though. He was using his greatest variation of Kaioken and Kamehameha, yet he was still beneath Christopher. It sucked, but he liked it at the same time. His jovial feeling towards Christopher's advancement in skill hadn't shifted, but he was a little ashamed that he was not exactly adding up just yet. He'd shake his head for now, internally, and engage in a beam clash with the Super Saiyan. He felt at least somewhat confident in his skill level, to where he felt he could strike down his foe in a Ki oriented battle. No sweat. Though, he wouldn't have had been surprised if he was decimated and forced to admit defeat if he lost, though. There was some crazy power being tossed around here!

Surprise had taken the male greatly, as his attack held zero to no kind of effect. There was no struggle, but instead a carnage. A slaughter. Son watched as he failed to succeed in this battle of Ki, baffled by his opponent's new found skill. Chris really did grow. But, defeat was imminent. As his Kaioken had worn out. His red skin returning to it's natural hue and his face being drenched in exasperated sweat. Fatigue washing over him and little to none being done to defend. He had suffered a fierce uppercut and then tanked a mutated Kamehameha. His familial technique merged with a Saiyajin Royal's. Taking his defeat, Son was knocked out! Defeated and permitted to drop onto the ground and rest up. It seemed as though the ground had become his new bed while he was staying with King Kai!