"Yeah." Baezel transforms into a Super Saiyan. "This form, is called Super Saiyan. It makes me fifty times stronger and gives me this cool golden aura. And, for double that power..." His golden hair then becomes even more spiked up, and he gains blue electricity. "I use this transformation, called Super Saiyan 2!"
"I don't know," Draft says. "I can definitely sense the power difference, but physically speaking, it doesn't seem like there's much of a difference between this form and the previous one."
"Oh trust me, there's a big difference," Baezel says.
"Sure there is. Now, for my next transformation." Clenching his fists once more, his legs, arms, and chest bulged out once more and his hair spiked up further. He was starting to show labored breaths, as this seemed to be a bit straining. "I like to call this next stage, Ascended Super Human. It's a little stronger, a little bigger than the previous form."
In a separate building which has a very close view of the arena, Radichio is watching Baezel and Draft converse. "Is he...making small talk with him? Why is he just standing around?"
"Who knows?" Dana says, who is in the room with Radichio. "But whatever he's doing, I hope it helps him win."
"Of course you'd say that, Dana, you're my best friend's wife," Radichio says. "And is that a problem?" Dana asks. "No," he replies. "Thought so," Dana says. "Let's see how this battle goes." The two walk to the window and watch Baezel and Draft, as Dana takes a sip of coffee.
Baezel turns his aura on and charges his ki up to the max, then seemingly tries to go beyond his maximum. "Alright then! This might not work, but I have to try! I swear this next one will go way beyond Super Saiyan 2!" he says, as he then screams at the top of his lungs, and his ki begins increasing rapidly.
"5000 Zeni Baezel's gonna get his head kicked in."
"No he isn't," Dana says, standing up. "Your lack of confidence in Baezel is disturbing, considering you're his best friend."
"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
His hair starts to grow down to his waist. The entire island that the tournament is taking place on, and the nearby cities and islets, are all shaking. Earthquakes and tsunamis are happening in these areas, as the island buckles from his immense power. The high levels of ki being output is making the stone, concrete and bricks shatter, and is actually pushing everyone back, even Draft.
Radichio opens the window. "Baezel, stop this!! This tournament isn't worth destroying the island over! COME ON!"
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
Baezel continued to scream, so hard that a bit of blood started to come out of his mouth. He lets out one last scream and his hair grows below his waist. His eyebrows disappear, and then a bright yellow light engulfs the arena. And then the light engulfing Baezel disappears, revealing him in a totally new transformation. He was engulfed in a bright golden aura, with pulsating yellow electricity. His golden hair has grown below his waist. Sparks of lightning flash all around him. His irises, which were once completely bluish-green, now have black pupils in them. His eyebrows have disappeared while a powerful golden aura surrounds him. Baezel has achieved Super Saiyan 3. Everyone is in utter shock as all the natural disasters that were caused by Baezel's transformation slowly cease.
"Did he...?" Radichio asks. "Is this even possible?"
"I don't know," Dana says. "I have no idea what this even is!"
"You wanted my full power, Draft? Well, this is it," Baezel says menacingly. "I don't know what exactly this is, but if I had to give it a name, I'll call it Super Saiyan 3!"
"I...my God, I have no words for this," Draft says. "But now that I know you'll be able to survive my full power, let's go all out! No holding back!" he replies.
Baezel immediately continues his battle with Draft, overwhelming him very quickly. His strikes and movements are simply too fast and powerful for Draft to keep up with. No matter what technique he uses, ki or melee, Baezel either tears through it with raw power or easily evades it with his speed, which is more than double that of Draft right now. Draft is at an extreme disadvantage, and is going to lose if he doesn't match Baezel's power somehow. Right now, all he can do is either forfeit or try to outlast him.
Baezel is having none of it, as he continues to lay down an assault of attacks on Draft. During this, he has the time to say, "You thought you could beat me so easily?" Draft didn't have time to reply because he could only focus on the fight, which he was badly losing.
He backed off and landed on the arena, smirking to try and make Baezel think that he was 100% fine with the beating he was receiving. "I can match your power easily," Draft says. "Just let me power up, and...I'll...buy you a nice dinner at that new restaurant Salza and Jeice opened!"
Baezel says "Seriously? You're so broken that you're gonna try and BRIBE ME WITH A DATE TO LOSE?! Goddamn, how low can you go, man?"
"AND TWO PIZZAS!" Draft yells.
"YOUR DAMN BRIBES WON'T WORK ON ME! HAAAAAAAAA!" Baezel rushes towards Draft with the intent to eliminate him.
"WITH STUFFED CRUST!"
Baezel stops, skidding on the tiles and thinking for a moment about how delicious that pizza could be.
Okay, good. He's stopped, Draft thought. Now I can unleash my highest transformation!
"Baeezeeeeeeel..." everyone collectively thought.
Baezel shouts at him, "IT'S STUFFED CRUST, RADDY! It's the best kind of pizza there is for a good price!"
"...I can't believe we're having this conversation right now," Radichio says to him.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! NNNNNGGGGGHHHHHHH.....KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Draft screamed, as his legs, arms and chest bulged out to a grotesquely muscular degree. Veins appeared all over his body, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked like a balloon that had been overinflated. "This right here...is Max Power Super Human," Draft said in a much deeper, raspier voice.
I can't believe that he said he couldn't be bribed and then the bribe worked, he thought.
"And thanks for letting me go to my full power, by the way."
"Hold on, Radichio," Baezel says. "Sorry, I zoned out there for a second, wha - " Draft jabs Baezel in the cheek, then punches him all over his body. Each of his punches felt like a giant hammer was hitting him. He holds his chin in pain, then Draft sledgehammers him on his head. He falls to the floor like a sack of potatoes while the referee makes the count.
"One...! Two...! Three...! Four...! Five...!"
Dana looked on at the seemingly defeated Baezel. She then got on her knees and kissed the cross necklace she wore, and began to pray, hoping that it would do something. Radichio, who felt inclined to pray as well, decided against it, and instead watched the fight while sensing Baezel's ki. This couldn't be right! From the moment Baezel gained this "Super Saiyan 3" up until now, his ki felt four times stronger than his previous state. But now, it seems like his ki's been cut in half.
"Don't you dare finish that ten-second count!" Baezel says, slowly getting up. He felt a little disoriented and tired, but got back into a fighting stance.
"Thank God he's okay," Dana said. She breathed a sigh of relief and got up, continuing to watch the match.
He slowly ascends into the sky and fights Draft in the air. They seem to be pretty evenly matched, although Draft has the ever-so-slight upper hand. Both of them are losing ki fast, for different reasons - Draft is over-exerting his body and is burning through his ki like a furnace burns through coal, while Baezel is essentially using a massive adrenaline boost, but it's starting to wear off.
As he keeps fighting, Radichio notices that Baezel's getting slower and losing more ki, but Draft isn't. Baezel's hair occasionally pulses white and slowly decreases in length. Baezel notices this, and has to power up constantly to keep the form and to stop his hair from withering.
"You can't beat me, you know!" Draft laughs at Baezel.
"We're both at a disadvantage here, idiot," Baezel taunts back at him. "Eventually we're both gonna run out of ki - then what?"
"I've got one more thing up my sleeve!"
Baezel high kicks Draft into the air, which ends up breaking Draft's nose and making a stream of blood come out. He teleports to him then kicks him in the head, making him fall to the arena bruised. Baezel then used a third of his ki to fire a Kamehameha at Draft, which singed a good portion of his clothing and made a large crater.
"ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT!" Draft screams, annoyed. "You may be correct about us both being at a disadvantage...but that won't be the case for long! I'm winning this thing and there's not a goddamn thing you can do about it!" He leaps out of the crater and goes onto stable ground, then jumps into the sky, surrounding himself in purple ki. He rushes at Baezel, and he guards, but then disappears, striking him in the back. Draft flies in an arch and headbutts Baezel into the arena, planting him face-first onto it. Draft then takes the time to charge a powerful attack.
"SUPER ANDROID FLASH!!!"
He fires a giant purple beam of ki at the arena, with the hopes of destroying it, killing Baezel, or both. It didn't matter which happened first. Either outcomes would be ideal for him anyway. The beam was almost as large as the arena itself, if not far bigger. Baezel uses the rest of his ki to charge a Dual Wild Cannon and fires it at the beam, making them clash in a beam struggle.
It seemed as if Baezel was going to win the clash, but then something happens that nobody expected...the heavy ki drain of Super Saiyan 3 starts to take its toll on Baezel, and he starts to lose the beam struggle. Draft's beam slowly starts to overwhelm Baezel's, and eventually, the Dual Wild Cannon is destroyed, leaving Baezel to defend against the blast with only his hands. Down to Super Saiyan 2 now, Baezel cannot defend against the blast for long, and his feet start to sink into the arena. His arms eventually give out, and he is overwhelmed by it. The beam goes down into the island and self-destructs, causing pillars of purple ki to shoot up from it. A large purple explosion engulfs the island, as majority of it is destroyed. Few survived the attack, with the tournament announcer, Lemogras, Radichio and Dana among the survivors.
Rocks, ash, wood chips and burning palm leaves rained down onto the area, now a large crater filling up with seawater.
Draft goes back to his normal state, tired out from using so much power in his attack. His muscles painfully contract, making his entire body ache. Sparks of purple electricity buzz around his body, then disappears He slowly descends to the ground, while Radichio comes out of the ocean with the survivors in a ki bubble. His back was burnt by the attack.
"What an unbelievable display," Radichio says to himself.
"It was...just like I said...you couldn't have...beaten me...even if you tried your hardest," Draft says to him.
Dana searches the area for Baezel quickly with her eyes, but he's nowhere to be seen.
"Radichio, where's Baezel?" Dana asks.
"I'm not sure. That blast made my ki sensing abilities a little fuzzy," Radichio says. "We need to check the hole," Dana says.
Radichio turns off the ki barrier, then grabs Dana by her arms and flies her over to the hole where the beam had blasted. They find Baezel laying in the bottom of the debris.
Miraculously, Baezel survived, but he's very tired. He's barely able to move with how much Draft's attack hurt. His blue shirt and wristbands have been burnt off, his pants are tattered, and he's covered in blood and bruises. He holds his left arm in pain.
"Baezel, how did you even survive that attack?!" Dana asks. "We thought you died!"
"My death was...greatly exaggerated," Baezel says, quoting the Megamind movie.
"And I'm about to make it official," Draft butts in. Everyone's shocked that Draft survived. "Because of you, Baezel, I may never win the prize money and experience the life of a normal person after this," he says. "I need to win this...and you're standing in the way of that. I hope you've finished up your goodbyes."
Baezel goes into his fighting pose, and the two of them do battle each other one last time. They don't use any ki attacks, and only fight with their fists and feet. They both know that due to the rules of the Tenka'ichi Budokai, they are not allowed to kill each other. None of them seem to have the advantage, as both are worn out.
"Come on, kid! Just give it up!" Baezel thunders.
"Bring it, weakling!" Draft shouts back.
Draft puts forth one finger and charges a yellow ki beam. He then yells "DODONPA!", firing it off. Baezel doesn't have enough ki to dodge it, and it drills a hole through his left arm. He grasps his broken limb, barely able to stand.
"I....I don't know how I'm gonna survive this one, guys....but I'll win! I know I will!" Baezel assured to his friends. He pulls his one free hand back and charges a Wild Cannon. Draft charges his final attack as well.
Before anyone can react, the two of them fire their attacks, which collide and cause yet another beam struggle.
Both attacks are equal in power.
Baezel uses the last of his ki to Super Saiyan one final time, and this boost is enough to overwhelm Draft, blasting him into the borders of the crater, meaning that Baezel wins the Tenka'ichi Budokai. He drops out of Super Saiyan, then goes onto his knees.
"Hahaha! YESA I TOLD YOU I'd win this!" Baezel yells, pumping his fist in the air.
"You were amazing, Baezel," Radichio says. "That battle was way beyond what I thought you'd even be capable of."
Baezel then collapses to the ground, aching in pain. Radichio rushes back to the inner building and gets the Senzu that he had stored in a chest. Baezel eats it, and it not only heals himself completely, it also restores his power to maximum and fixes the hole in his arm created by Draft's Dodonpa.
"This has been a long day and I'm beat. Is there any more you can do for me?" Baezel says to his friends.
"Maybe not for you, but I can do something for that child of yours," Draft says. "What was his name?"
"Lemogras," you say.
"Oh yeah, that pesky little guy," Draft replies. "I could train him to make him stronger, stronger than your training could ever make him."
"...I'll consider it," Baezel says nonchalantly. "I'll tell you what...I'm gonna give you some time to recover, and then, eventually, I'm gonna give you a shot at a rematch. If I can beat you, I'll become your partner," Draft said, giving him an ultimatum.
Baezel says, "No....I've had enough for today. Nobody's ever come that close to killing me before - save for my father, of course."
"And I've never had a fight as exhilarating as this one. I don't know what your limits are, but I'll be training, waiting to see if I can beat you the next time we meet," Draft says.
"Take one of these. It'll heal ya right up," Baezel said while throwing a Senzu to Draft. He was confused, but ate the bean. It immediately restored his ki and wounds. "Why did you heal me? I just tried to kill you!" Draft said, astonished.
"It'd be foolish to let someone as strong as you are die," Baezel replied. "That's why I gave you that bean."
"Hm. You're weird. Well, uh...I'm off." Draft flew off to his home, while Baezel sat on the rubble, letting out a heavy sigh.