Pan stood tall, her new form blazing with energy, the ground beneath her cracking from the sheer force of her aura. The golden light around her flickered with an intensity that Gohan had never seen from her before, and he realized that this wasn't just another transformation. It was something more. Something beyond what even he had achieved in his training.

Her aura crackled with a fiery mix of gold and white, and her eyes glowed with a fierce determination. Pan had reached a level Gohan hadn't anticipated, and the air was thick with her power.

Gohan grinned, his fatherly pride swelling despite the clear challenge ahead. "Pan... this form, it's incredible. You've really pushed yourself, haven't you?"

Pan nodded, her expression calm but confident. "Yeah, Dad. I had to. There's no limit in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, and I didn't want to waste a second. Everyone else pushed me, but I pushed myself the hardest." Her voice carried a sense of maturity and focus that Gohan recognized immediately—it was the voice of a true warrior.

From the sidelines, the rest of the group watched in awe. Goten clenched his fists, excitement bubbling up in him as he sensed the full extent of his niece's power.

"Wow! Pan's gone way beyond anything we've ever seen from her!" Goten exclaimed, his eyes wide. "I don't think even Gohan was expecting this."

Trunks nodded, his gaze fixed on the battlefield. "She's on a whole other level. I can't believe how far she's come. It's like... she's reaching for something beyond Super Saiyan."

Bulla/Bra, arms crossed, smirked as she watched Pan. "Of course. She's my best friend. I wouldn't expect anything less."

Piccolo, always the observer, narrowed his eyes. "This isn't just raw power. She's refined it, mastered it. She's not just throwing energy around—she's controlling it, bending it to her will. She's learned more than just transforming into a higher level... she's mastered it."

Gohan powered up to Super Saiyan 2 as well, golden lightning crackling around his body, but he knew he had to be cautious. He could feel it in the air—Pan was testing him, and this wasn't going to be a normal sparring session.

He took a deep breath, then smiled again. "Alright, Pan. You've gotten stronger than I ever imagined. But I'm still your father, and I'm not going down that easily."

Pan's grin widened, the fierce Saiyan pride in her eyes unmistakable. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Dad."

And with that, Pan exploded forward, her speed almost too fast to track. Gohan barely managed to block her first strike—a punch aimed at his chest—but the force of the blow sent him skidding back across the ground. She was relentless, following up with a rapid series of punches and kicks, her movements fluid and precise, far beyond the Pan he had trained years ago.

Gohan struggled to keep up. "She's even faster than before," he thought to himself, blocking a high kick but feeling the power ripple through his arms. "Her strikes... they're so precise. She's not just throwing attacks out there. She's calculating every move."

Pan didn't give him a moment to rest. She swung a powerful kick at his side, forcing him to dodge at the last second, then followed it up with a fierce elbow aimed at his gut. Gohan twisted out of the way, but her next punch landed squarely on his shoulder, sending him flying back.

Gohan landed in a crouch, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "She's not holding back at all," he muttered with a mix of pride and excitement. "I guess I can't either."

With a shout, Gohan powered up even further, tapping into the vast reservoir of strength he had mastered over the years. His aura exploded around him, golden light illuminating the battlefield. He clenched his fists, ready to take Pan head-on.

But Pan didn't flinch. Instead, her energy surged again, her ki rising to an even higher level. She spread her arms wide, her aura intensifying as the ground beneath her feet shattered.

"Alright, Dad," she said, her voice calm but filled with power. "Time to show you the result of my training."

Before Gohan could react, Pan unleashed a massive burst of energy, sending a shockwave through the air. Gohan braced himself as the energy hit him, but the force of it was overwhelming. He gritted his teeth, pushing back against the power, but he could feel his limits being tested.

"She's... so strong!" Gohan thought, struggling to stay on his feet. "This power... it's unbelievable!"

Pan didn't stop there. She raised her hand to the sky, gathering energy into a bright, pulsing orb of light. Gohan's eyes widened as he recognized the technique—an attack he hadn't taught her, but one she had clearly mastered on her own.

"Pan... is that—?" Gohan started, but Pan cut him off.

"Yeah, Dad. It's something new. Something I developed in the chamber."

She thrust her hand forward, launching the massive energy blast directly at Gohan. The attack tore through the air, leaving a blazing trail of energy in its wake.

Gohan's eyes narrowed. "I can't hold back anymore!" With a fierce shout, Gohan powered up to his Ultimate form, his golden aura flaring into a brilliant white as his full power was unleashed.

The two energies collided in a dazzling explosion of light and sound, the shockwave shaking the ground beneath them and sending a gust of wind through the area.

As the smoke cleared, Gohan stood his ground, breathing heavily but unharmed, his aura still blazing around him. "You're incredible, Pan... I never thought you'd push me this far."

Pan landed softly in front of him, her aura dimming slightly but still powerful. "Thanks, Dad," she said with a grin. "But I'm not done yet."

Gohan chuckled, wiping sweat from his brow. "Neither am I."

From the sidelines, Goten shook his head in disbelief. "Pan's going all out. She's giving Dad everything she's got."

Trunks nodded, impressed. "She's pushing Gohan to his limit. This is... incredible."

Piccolo smirked, his arms still crossed. "Looks like Gohan's finally met his match."