Son Goten had mastered the Kamehameha to perfection. He could make its power linger briefly in another location and control it remotely in real time.
The enormous ball of light hung there. Son Goten had already moved away, and then the ball exploded completely, unleashing countless waves of power that blasted the man away.
His armor couldn't withstand a defense-piercing force that surpassed its limits, and wounds covered his body.
After the terrifying explosion, the man had suffered grievous injuries. He barely managed to stand, and his once-hard armor had vanished.
Son Goten flew to the other side and watched it all with a cold expression, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You're really impressive. You're strong. You survived an attack like that, but the next one will be even more intense. By the way, your Combat Power has already dropped. The gap between us is getting smaller."
The man moved his battered body. Wounds covered him from head to toe, and blood streamed from them.
He clenched his teeth tightly, feeling the surging, overwhelming power. Yes, he had been badly injured, and he could barely hold on.
But the hatred in the man's heart was even greater, plain for all to see. He desperately wanted to kill Son Goten right in front of him.
"Light, attack! Kill this guy!"
At the same time, Son Goten struck the same pose as before and flew past the front of the supermarket.
The enemy was shocked. If Light attacked, he'd have no chance of survival. If the two of them worked together, there was no way he could escape. Naturally, he panicked at once and fled in the opposite direction.
What he didn't realize was that Son Goten was counting on that split-second change in his behavior.
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