Wolf Fang Fist

Amid the dust and smoke, a hand reached out from the crater.

"Don't celebrate too soon!"

Both hands pushed outward, and Yamcha's body sprang from the human-shaped indentation in the mountainside.

He flipped through the air and came to a steady hover in the canyon.

His body, modified by the Eternal Energy Reactor, had withstood the test.

Yamcha shook the bits of rock from his hair, then twisted his neck, producing two crisp cracks.

"Heh."

Yamcha raised his head and looked at Six-Star Dragon, who hovered above the vortex of air currents.

"That was pretty impressive."

Six-Star Dragon narrowed her eyes, noticing the change in Yamcha.

The man who had been ogling her lecherously just moments ago had changed after climbing out of the mountainside.

"You're not dead?"

"It'd be too embarrassing if getting hit once by a beautiful woman killed me." Yamcha bared his teeth.

Six-Star Dragon's brow twitched.

"You still dare say something like that?"

"Sorry, I can't fix my loose mouth. But..."

Yamcha's smile vanished as he lowered his center of gravity.

His knees bent slightly, his upper body leaned forward, and both hands formed claws before him.

This was the opening stance of the Wolf Fang Fist.

Yamcha's instincts rapidly analyzed his opponent.

The speed and density of those hundreds of wind blades showed that her long-range firepower ranked among the very best at the Super Saiyan 2 level.

But their penetrating power was not particularly high.

So Yamcha immediately came up with a response.

Close-quarters combat. Rush in and fight her face-to-face.

Six-Star Dragon watched the human before her assume that strange stance, and a trace of contempt surfaced in her vertical pupils.

"You..."

Before she could finish, Yamcha vanished.

The Eternal Energy Reactor was running at full power.

In that instant, Yamcha's speed reached