Victory

"Is this your ultimate technique?" Wang Yang asked with a smile.

"Yes!"

As he finished speaking, Tien Shinhan let out a loud shout, and before long, four versions of Tien Shinhan appeared on the ring.

This technique is somewhat similar to the splitting art from Yardrat, Wang Yang thought to himself as he watched the four Tien Shinhans before him.

Yardrat is a miraculous planet home to many wondrous secret arts, such as Instant Transmission, Forced Spirit Fission, Giant Form, and the splitting technique.

Years ago, when he first arrived on Yardrat, he saw many figures, only to later realize they all merged into Elder Pybara.

In truth, Pybara was the only person on the entire planet of Yardrat; he used the splitting technique to create countless copies of himself to deter those in the universe.

"I'd like to see how you plan to defeat four Tien Shinhans!" The four Tien Shinhans struck different poses, looking at Wang Yang with absolute confidence.

"Is that so?" Wang Yang chuckled. He took a step forward and instantly split into two; with another step, the two figures became four.

"How do you know this technique too?"

Tien Shinhan was instantly stunned, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. The Four Witches Technique was his signature move; he never expected his opponent to know it as well.

How was he supposed to fight this?

"It's quite easy; I learned it just by watching once," Wang Yang said with a smile. He had learned it after watching Pybara perform the splitting technique for the first time, having pondered it briefly.

He spoke the truth. His soul was inherently powerful, allowing him to master many things at a glance. Coupled with the constant tempering of his state of mind since childhood, the connection between his soul and body had grown closer, thereby increasing his comprehension.

To cultivate the various secret arts on Yardrat, one must have a heart as still as water, combined with powerful comprehension. Wang Yang met both criteria perfectly, which was why he was able to master all the secret arts of Yardrat in such a short time.

At this moment, Wang Yang moved. The four Wang Yangs clashed with the four Tien Shinhans, and the moment contact was made, the battle became one-sided, with Tien Shinhan being suppressed and pummeled by Wang Yang.

Tien Shinhan's Four Witches Technique divided his strength by four, whereas Wang Yang's Four Witches Technique resulted in no reduction of combat power.

It didn't take long for all four Tien Shinhans to be knocked off the ring by Wang Yang.

"Out of bounds!" The announcer stared blankly at Tien Shinhan outside the ring before shouting aloud.

"Contestant Tien Shinhan is out of bounds! Contestant Wang Yang wins!"

"Yay! Wang Yang won!" Below, Bulma pulled on Oolong's two large ears, laughing happily.

"Damn it!" Blonde Launch punched down, and a large bump immediately appeared on Oolong's head.

Next was the duel between Son Goku and the second generation King Piccolo.

Wang Yang watched the two, who were trading blows back and forth, with great interest.

This should be King Piccolo's shining moment; it will be impossible for him to have a peak duel with Son Goku in the future.

During an exchange of energy blasts, King Piccolo's turban was blown off, revealing two long antennae.

"It's King Piccolo!"

Someone immediately identified his identity and shrieked at the top of their lungs. When the others heard this, they realized it was King Piccolo and fled in a panic, not daring to linger.

Only Son Goku's friends and the dedicated blonde announcer remained at the scene.

At this moment, the battle between Son Goku and King Piccolo in the arena was extremely intense. King Piccolo seized an opening in Son Goku's defense and launched a fierce attack.

Kami, who had already returned to his true form outside the arena, was about to go up to help Son Goku when a hand rested on his shoulder. Kami felt as if his ki had been sealed, leaving him unable to move a muscle.

"The battle isn't over yet; let's not disturb them," Wang Yang's voice echoed in Kami's ear.

As a Saiyan, encountering a well-matched opponent was such an exciting thing.

Over the years, he had achieved success in his cultivation and wandered the universe, but he hadn't encountered any opponents worth using his full strength against, which left him feeling very lonely.

He wanted to find King Cold to take revenge, but he hadn't found a single trace. The universe was vast, and with Wang Yang's current strength, he could not yet sense ki from extreme distances.

"But Wang Yang, that is the terrifying King Piccolo! He will kill Goku," Bulma said, looking worriedly at Son Goku, who was at a disadvantage.

"Don't worry, Son Goku hasn't used his full strength yet," Wang Yang said, withdrawing his hand from Kami's shoulder with a faint smile.

"How do you know?" Master Roshi asked curiously.

"Because Saiyans crave a hearty battle and won't easily use their full strength," Wang Yang laughed. Especially Son Goku, who always liked to be beaten up a bit before going all out.

"Huh?" Krillin and Tien Shinhan on the side were stunned; such a hobby was truly peculiar.

"Haha! Once I finish you off, your friends are next! Enjoy the fear of being dominated by King Piccolo!" King Piccolo laughed heartily, pointing at Wang Yang and the others with a wild grin.

"Damn it, let's go together!" Tien Shinhan was furious, his aura erupting, ready to fight at the slightest provocation.

"You small fry, even a hundred more of you wouldn't be my match." After knocking Son Goku down, King Piccolo's confidence had exploded, and he felt invincible.

"Piccolo!" Wang Yang looked smilingly at King Piccolo, who was stepping on Son Goku and laughing arrogantly.

"Hmm?" King Piccolo glared at Wang Yang.

"Finish off Goku first. Don't leave when you're done; let's spar," Wang Yang clenched his fists, his smile exceptionally bright.

Just then, Son Goku flipped and jumped into the distance. Looking at his nimble appearance, he didn't seem to be injured very deeply.

Next, Son Goku let out a loud shout, no longer holding back, and fought King Piccolo with all his might.

The sounds of intense collisions and countless Ki Blasts bombarding each other left the entire ring in ruins.

"Watch my Super Explosive Wave!" Piccolo glowed all over as a massive amount of energy converged.

"Run!" Goku felt the power of this immense force and shouted at the others.

"It's too late!" Tien Shinhan flew into mid-air and fired a Tri-Beam at the ground, blasting a square-shaped deep pit into the earth.

Wang Yang watched Tien Shinhan's Tri-Beam, his eyes flickering as if a ray of light were flowing through them.

"Wang Yang, hurry and come down!" Bulma shouted at Wang Yang from inside the pit.

Hmph!

Yamcha, standing nearby, felt a bit jealous and let out a cold snort, gritting his teeth.

"Just stay hidden; I'm fine," Wang Yang said with his arms crossed and a calm tone, as this level of power was not enough to make him take cover.

"Haha, this is perfect—I'll finish both of you off at once." Seeing that Wang Yang and Goku had not hidden themselves, Piccolo laughed happily.

A deafening blast rang out, and a terrifying light swept across the surroundings, instantly submerging the buildings on the island.

As the light faded, nothing but yellow earth met the eye; every structure had vanished without a trace.

The terrifying flames could not touch Wang Yang, parting automatically before reaching his body.

The stone tiles of the arena were gone, revealing the yellow soil beneath, while Piccolo and Goku both stood there gasping for air.