"Ah!!!! What happened to him? He-El, are you okay?!"
The battle had been resolved by He-El in an instant. The Ox-King's rigid body toppled over, kicking up a cloud of dust. Bulma cried out in fright and asked He-El with concern.
Anyone with eyes could see that the four-meter-tall Ox-King had been defeated by He-El in an instant.
Yamcha and Puar were even more shocked, their eyes practically popping out.
They knew He-El was strong, but they had never imagined he could be this strong. In an instant, he had defeated the World's Greatest Martial Artist's second disciple, the Ox-King, who had once borne the terrifying title of Emperor among Demons.
"Se... se... senior... What happened to him?" Yamcha stammered as he looked at the Ox-King lying on the ground.
Fast. It had been far too fast.
Neither Yamcha nor Puar had seen He-El's movements. They had only seen He-El standing where he was before afterimages bloomed around him like a flower. When those flower-like afterimages converged back into He-El's position, He-El's right hand was already plunged into the Ox-King's heart muscle.
"He's fine. I merely used the Ki-Severing Technique to cut off the transmission of his muscle fibers, tendons and bones, joints, blood, heart, central nervous system, and Ki, creating an effect similar to rigid false death."
He-El slowly withdrew his right hand, its joined fingers shaped like a blade.
Although he had stabbed into the Ox-King's heart muscle, the Ox-King's body was broad and thick, and his heart muscle was dense. He-El had not pierced directly into his heart, but the force of Ki that entered had still affected it.
He-El had stabbed in through his thick pectoral muscles and had even avoided the Blood Vessels. The Ox-King had not bled much, only suffering ruptured capillaries. When He-El