The Ferocious Old Man

The twenty-first Greatest Under the Heaven Martial Arts Tournament, first semifinal.

Cheng Long leaped into the air and delivered a kick, so fast that it was faster than fast itself. One kick sent Krillin flying into the wall at the edge of the ring.

Krillin's forehead struck the wall, leaving a large bruise. His face was filled with shock as he said, "Y-Your legwork... I couldn't see it at all."

Lying atop the wall outside the ring, Kid Goku called out to Krillin, "What are you talking about? If you look carefully, you can still see it. Didn't we train against this before?"

Krillin staggered to his feet and looked at him doubtfully. "Is that so?"

The announcer held up his microphone. "Krillin has gotten back up! What just happened was simply too fast—I couldn't see it clearly either. I imagine the audience didn't see it clearly, either, right?"

Krillin stood up and continued facing old Cheng Long. Fortunately, that wall kept me from falling out of the ring. If I take another kick like that, I'm done for.

Cheng Long said, "Hurry up and surrender. My next kick won't be as gentle as the last one." As he spoke, he shouted and shot forward, launching another flying kick.

What he hadn't expected was that Krillin sidestepped and actually avoided it this time.

Seeing this, Cheng Long revealed a relieved smile. "Not bad. You saw it clearly this time, right? It's been a long time since anyone's been able to keep up with my speed."

Krillin also assumed an attacking stance. His momentum was in no way inferior as he said, "Then let me show you. I'm Teacher Mutian's disciple!"

"Hyah!"

The two shouted at the same time and their figures crossed.

But with only a flick of his shoulder,