After the violent burst of energy, the people around them settled down and looked toward the ring. Every brick had been blown away, leaving a huge crater in the middle. Son Goten was nowhere to be seen.
Tien laughed twice, then, feeling his energy give out, slowly descended and landed on the barely level ground.
"Even though you've learned the Kikoho, it's nowhere near as powerful as mine."
He practically collapsed where he sat, feeling the last of his strength ebb away. He really had used nearly ninety percent of his power on the Kikoho just now. The remaining ten percent wasn't enough to restore his fighting strength, and he was now incredibly weak.
"How could this happen? Goten can't lose!"
Sun Wukong couldn't believe what he was seeing and tried to run in and look for Son Goten, but Master Roshi held him back. After all, this was a fair duel, and even though Son Goten had spoken of his own death earlier, that didn't change the rules.
But even Master Roshi had no idea where Son Goten was. Had he somehow dodged in an instant?
"Referee, declare me the winner of this match. Hurry up."
"All right, then the winner of this match is Tien—"
"I never said I'd lost."
A strange voice rang out. Then someone crawled out of the dirt, shaking it all off. It was the same boy as before, and his energy hadn't changed at all from beginning to end.
"A-are you a monster?"
"I'm not a monster. It's just that you've used up �% of your strength. You can't withstand even one of my attacks now."
Son Goten had just taken a punching stance, preparing to use the Ki Blast Punch to knock his opponent out of the ring, when Chiaotzu suddenly made