Kazer's Greatly Increased Strength, Zhou Zilong's Crisis?

"Damn it, is Kazer on some kind of drug? I can feel his Qi still skyrocketing!" Zhou Zilong shattered the spaceship's alloy door with a single punch, an unprecedented sense of urgency surging in his heart.

The interior of the ship was intricate, like a massive labyrinth where unknown dangers lurked at every turn. Relying on his extraordinary perception and keen intuition, Zhou Zilong navigated the maze, tracking Kazer's trail.

"Pong! Pong! Pong!" As Zhou Zilong unleashed his Prince Tactics, powerful Qi Gong waves ravaged the ship's interior, reducing every obstacle to nothingness.

Meanwhile, on Kazer's side, things seemed to be reaching a climax; the people he had brought with him had been almost entirely absorbed, and his physique was significantly larger than before.

"It's time to settle the score with that guy. To think he made me suffer so much humiliation!" After twisting his body, Kazer spoke with murderous intent.

"Go to hell!" Just as Zhou Zilong prepared to unleash the Prince Tactics again, a punch packed with immense force slammed toward him.

"Oh no!" Reacting just in time, Zhou Zilong turned and crossed his arms to shield his face.

"BOOM!!" Struck by the blow, Zhou Zilong was sent flying, crashing into a pile of ruins.

At this moment, Zhou Zilong scanned Kazer.

Kazer:

[Race] Scale-Head Alien

[Height] 2.89 meters

[Weight] 221kg

[Combat Power] 48 million (Base power 800,000)

"Damn, what kind of drug did this guy take? He's pretty fierce," Zhou Zilong muttered after finishing the scan.

"Side effects or not, I have to resolve this crisis first!" Zhou Zilong whispered, preparing to overload his body with a tenfold Kaioken or higher.

"Still want to use that strange move? Keep dreaming!" Kazer's voice carried an unquestionable finality. His figure moved like lightning, a sharp uppercut slicing through the air to strike Zhou Zilong square in the face.

Though Zhou Zilong barely managed to dodge by turning his body, the sheer force left him unstable and sent him airborne, a mouthful of blood spraying out as the scent of iron filled the air.

Kazer would not let such a rare opening go to waste. He flashed above Zhou Zilong, his elbow striking like a hammer, landing precisely on the opponent's abdomen. Bile surged up along with a groan of agony.

Immediately following, a heavy, powerful whip-kick sent Zhou Zilong back into the air, as if Kazer were venting all his humiliation and resentment through this relentless assault.

"It's not over yet!" A crazed fighting spirit flickered in Kazer's eyes. He pursued relentlessly, every strike carrying destructive power, swearing to crush Zhou Zilong completely.

Just as the outcome seemed sealed, a sudden change occurred.

Mid-air, Zhou Zilong endured the excruciating pain, his gaze burning like a torch. A crimson aura surged from within him, scorching the surrounding air until it warped. He let out a low roar, his body seemingly pulled by an invisible force as he adjusted his stance, crossing his palms to take Kazer's lethal blow head-on.

"Returning the favor!" The horn of counterattack had sounded. No longer a passive defender, Zhou Zilong became the eye of the storm. Mimicking Kazer's previous moves, he launched a counterattack with even greater ferocity.

Fists whistled and kicks blurred; every strike was precise and lethal. In the span of five or six exchanges, the air between them seemed to tear, leaving only echoes of thunderous booms.

With a crisp "crack," as Kazer's stamina waned from the continuous assault and he began to descend, Zhou Zilong seized the fleeting opportunity and slammed a heavy punch into his back.

"I need to end this quickly. A 17-fold Kaioken really isn't easy to maintain." Feeling the soreness flooding his entire body, Zhou Zilong muttered to himself, yet his eyes grew more determined. He knew this battle was not just a test of his body, but a tempering of his will and conviction.

As Kazer ascended to create distance, Zhou Zilong leaped up to deliver a fatal blow, only for the familiar energy shield around Kazer to flare up again, blocking all attacks like a guardian deity.

"This weird thing again!" Zhou Zilong roared, his fist wrapped in a scorching red aura, slamming into the seemingly impenetrable barrier like a meteor. One punch, two punches, three... every heavy strike made space tremble. Finally, the energy shield shattered like glass, cracks spreading until it dissipated into nothingness.

Kazer lost his final line of defense. The critical button device on his waist burst under Zhou Zilong's heavy punch, emitting a piercing alarm. However, Zhou Zilong did not let his guard down; he knew that only by completely defeating his opponent would it truly be over.

Stripped of his protection, Kazer panicked like a frightened bird, scurrying about in a desperate attempt to escape. But how could Zhou Zilong allow that? He flashed forward, appearing instantly before Kazer, his fist whistling as it aimed for a vital point.

Yet, at this decisive moment, the power within Zhou Zilong suddenly spiraled out of control. The burden of the seventeen-fold Kaioken reached its limit, and his power receded like a retreating tide, leaving him with a mere 2.3 million in combat power. The punch landed on Kazer like a gentle breeze, failing to cause any damage at all.

"Damn it! It had to crap out on me now!" Zhou Zilong cursed inwardly.

"I need to find a way to create distance. Once I eat a Senzu Bean, I can trigger the Kaioken again and finish him off!" Zhou Zilong began to calculate his next move.

As if his thoughts had been read, just as Zhou Zilong began to retreat, Kazer's figure closed in like a phantom. His legs moved like a torrential storm—kicking, stomping, and sweeping—each strike carrying the force to shake mountains, landing precisely on Zhou Zilong's body.

"Cough! Cough!" Zhou Zilong was kicked away, crashing heavily onto the sandy ground. Violent coughing accompanied the shaking of his chest, as if every breath were a challenge to the limits of his life.

"It's not over!" Kazer sneered, his laughter filled with contempt for the weak.

Kazer strode toward Zhou Zilong, a large hand gripping his head like an iron vice, dragging him mercilessly across the ground. Sand and gravel sprayed beneath Zhou Zilong, leaving trails of rising dust. Kazer then raised his knee sharply, striking Zhou Zilong's abdomen with such force it felt as though his internal organs were being pulverized.

"Aside from that annoying Frieza, you are the first to make me suffer. Before you become my nourishment, enjoy my retaliation!" A flash of madness crossed Kazer's eyes.

As he spoke, Kazer clasped his hands together, forming an invisible heavy hammer. Each swing was accompanied by a deafening "thud" as it slammed into Zhou Zilong. Zhou Zilong's body flickered like a candle in the wind, his consciousness fading, yet the flame deep within his heart refused to extinguish.

"No, if this keeps up, I'm done for. I have to find a way to create distance!" Zhou Zilong roared in his mind, forcing his remaining willpower to concentrate.