"Maybe."
Master Roshi murmured, then watched as Son Goten suddenly vanished and appeared beside King Chaba in the blink of an eye.
"Since you've already turned to face me, I'll show you my fist technique: the Extremely Agile Terrifying Fist. Five Elements Fist—Gale!"
Son Goten had developed a few simple techniques from his Five Elements Fist. Blazing Fire and Gale were two of them.
A gust of wind rose beneath Son Goten, propelling him forward at incredible speed. His punches were even more ferocious, multiplying from two to four, then four to eight, and finally to sixteen.
His sixteen arms swung without pause. Ordinary people would have been left awestruck, and only the powerful fighters present could follow his movements.
"He's too fast. I can't see him anymore."
Krillin had given up trying to distinguish Son Goten's arms.
Master Roshi and Sun Wukong had to use all their strength just to follow his movements. His arms seemed to turn into a raging storm, striking King Chaba all at once and sending him flying in a single second.
The next moment, King Chaba crashed into the wall nearby and was declared defeated.
It was all utterly terrifying. In the blink of an eye, the battle was over—far faster than anyone could have imagined.
After the fight, Son Goten, Chen Yang, and the others watched with leisure. He stepped lightly off the ring, had nothing more to say, and simply announced that he was tired before heading off to rest.
By the time he sat down nearby at noon, the others' matches had begun. But he had no interest in watching; there was no point. He knew that each of them had made some progress, though probably not by much. His real enemy should have already arrived at this place.
He had