A few days later.
Boom!
A deafening explosion tore through the wasteland's deathly silence.
A blue aura surged up from the ground like an inverted torch.
Sun Wukong stood at the center of those blue flames.
He lowered his center of gravity and cupped his hands together at his waist.
The ki inside him was circulating in an incredibly violent way that defied all common sense.
Crackle.
Blue-white arcs leaped from the tips of his hair to his fingertips, filling the air with the pungent smell of ozone.
Electric Current Propulsion.
"Come at me with everything you've got."
Zhang Qi stood a dozen meters away, one hand behind his back, casually beckoning with the other.
Goku wasted no words. The red sandstone beneath his feet instantly collapsed.
He became a bolt of blue lightning, trailing a long afterimage as he hurtled toward Zhang Qi.
Fist met fist.
Bang!
Two savage forces collided in midair.
There were no flashy moves, only the purest clash of strength.
An enormous shock wave spread out from the two of them, sweeping across the ground.
Crack.
A piercing sound of splitting rock came from beneath their feet.
The massive rock formation, which had stood for who knew how many years, split straight down the middle, opening a half-meter-wide fissure. Rubble plunged into the abyss like a waterfall.
The commotion subsided.
Wind poured back into the canyon, carrying away the swirling dust.
Goku lay sprawled on the ground, his chest heaving.
His red martial arts uniform had been shredded into strips. Wounds of all sizes seeped blood, staining the sandstone beneath him dark red.
Clearly, he had been utterly defeated in that all-out collision.
"Not bad."
Zhang Qi shook out his hand and walked over to Goku.
"You're getting better and better at using your Ultimate