The Kamehameha, combining the powers of water and fire, was astonishingly powerful. It smashed through the opponent's Demon Fire.
Kanan was stunned. He hadn't expected his opponent to possess such power. The shattered Magic Energy had already dissipated, and the immensely powerful Kamehameha slammed into him and sent him crashing to the ground.
The Combat Power behind that strike had reached an incredible level, beyond even Kanan's ability to withstand. The moment it hit the ground, it exploded.
A terrifying explosion erupted there, shattering nearly everything and filling the air with smoke. It seemed as if the entire world were about to collapse. But when the smoke finally cleared, Son Goten descended once more. Kanan, who had fallen to the ground, stood up as well and shook his head, acknowledging that his opponent's strength had truly won his respect.
"I never thought someone so young could possess such Combat Power. I've lost."
Master Roshi was utterly astonished. Back when he had fought this man, he'd only managed to win with a single, decisive strike because his opponent had been distracted.
His victory back then had come with a big asterisk. But now Son Goten had defeated him through sheer strength. It was hard to believe. It seemed his era had truly passed.
Even so, Ghost Immortal was now eager to prove himself. He wanted to fight one last battle in his life. At the very least, he would show what he could do at the next World Martial Arts Tournament.
"I didn't expect even you to lose. All right, I'll figure out the location of the last Dragon Ball for you."
Everything had gone exactly as Baba the Crystal had foreseen. She firmly believed in fate and fortune—how could she not have known?
Son Goten knew Kanan was still capable