Elsewhere, Zhang Qi walked at the very back of the group in the forest.
Some of the people ahead leaned on sticks, while others supported one another. Their pace was absurdly slow.
At this rate, whether they could find a village before nightfall was anyone's guess.
Just then, Zhang Qi suddenly stopped and turned to look at the sky behind him.
His cyborg visual components automatically switched to long-range mode. Ten kilometers away, at an altitude of roughly two thousand meters, a grayish-white cylindrical object was approaching at tremendous speed.
Even more astonishingly, someone was standing on top of it.
He wore a white lab coat, his hands clasped behind his back, the hem snapping in the rushing air.
Pillar Flight—
Tao Pai Pai?
At the sight of that outrageous spectacle, Zhang Qi realized who the man was.
That iconic scene, that appearance—it could only be Tao Pai Pai.
Still, this really is ridiculous—
Zhang Qi could not help marveling at the sight.
Judging by its size, the pillar weighed over thirty tons and was traveling at more than three times the speed of sound.
Considering the distance from the base to here, the power Tao Pai Pai needed to pull this off could even rival a nuclear bomb.
But considering that Master Roshi, with a power level of two hundred, could blast away the moon with a Kamehameha, Tao Pai Pai having this kind of ability was not entirely unbelievable.
With that thought, Zhang Qi glanced at the crowd behind him. In that case, he could not fight here.
Zhang Qi raised his right hand, and magnetic field force began gathering.
Interesting.
Instead of dodging, he's meeting me head-on?
Seeing Zhang Qi's move, Tao Pai Pai's lips curled upward.
Then he stamped down, and the concrete pillar beneath him,