The Winner Is Decided!

The shockwave from the energy explosion came crashing in.

Whis waved his staff, forming an invisible barrier to protect the luxury cruise ship.

The explosion vaporized a vast expanse of seawater, creating a gigantic crater.

It took five or six seconds for the seawater to fill the crater.

Completely covering up all traces.

The blue aura around Son Goku faded like the tide.

His Super Saiyan God Blue form instantly wore off.

His hair returned to black.

His energy grew feeble.

Son Goku gasped for breath.

Sweat poured from his forehead like raindrops.

The ki inside him had been completely depleted.

He barely had enough strength left to stay airborne.

His body wavered slightly in the air.

He could fall at any moment.

Son Goku raised his head and looked in Vegeta's direction.

That area was shrouded in a thick cloud of black smoke.

It was impossible to see what was happening inside.

On the deck.

Trunks stared at the cloud of black smoke, his face tense with worry.

He clenched his fists and couldn't help shouting.

"Dad!"

"Are you all right?"

Piccolo stood nearby and shook his head.

His eyes held a hint of concern.

"Vegeta took Son Goku's full-power Kamehameha head-on."

"Even with how powerful his Super Four Super Full Power form is,"

"he must have been seriously injured."

"Son Goku should be the winner of this fight."

Krillin nodded, clearly agreeing.

"That's right."

"Son Goku's Kamehameha was incredibly powerful."

Son Gohan said nothing.

He turned to look toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was calmly staring at the cloud of black smoke.

There wasn't the slightest trace of worry on his face.

A thought suddenly crossed Son Gohan's mind.

Vegeta

might not have fallen yet!

Just then.

Whis looked at the cloud of black smoke and couldn't help remarking,

"What an incredible battle."

"These two Saiyans certainly haven't disappointed me."

As soon as he finished speaking,

a powerful, violent aura suddenly erupted from within the black smoke.

It was even more terrifying than before.

Golden light pierced through the smoke.

Boom!

A deafening crash rang out.

The powerful aura shattered the dense cloud of black smoke.

Vegeta's figure appeared in everyone's sight once more.

He was still in his Super Four Super Full Power form.

His golden fur stood on end.

His aura roared around him.

However,

his arms,

and his thighs,

were covered in deep wounds.

Blood continued to flow from them.

There was also a streak of blood at the corner of his mouth.

But his eyes still brimmed with pride.

He showed no sign of weakness.

Everyone on the deck stared wide-eyed at the sight.

Their faces were filled with shock.

"How is this possible?"

"Vegeta's still standing?"

Krillin cried out in disbelief.

Trunks jumped up excitedly.

"Dad!"

"You're amazing!"

Piccolo's pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared at Vegeta, his mind in turmoil.

"The defensive power of the Super Four Super Full Power form..."

"is actually this incredible?"

Lin Fan looked at Vegeta, the smile at the corner of his mouth growing wider.

This was Vegeta.

The proud Saiyan Prince.

He would never go down so easily.

High above.

When Son Goku saw Vegeta, he wasn't surprised at all.

Instead, he smiled with relief.

He spoke slowly, his voice weak but clear.

"I lost."

"Vegeta, you won."

Hearing this, Vegeta curled his lip in a disdainful sneer.

"Hmph!"

"Son Goku, you finally admit it."

"My Super Four Super Full Power form is nothing like your flashy, impractical Super Saiyan Blue form."

As he spoke,

Vegeta suddenly vanished from where he stood.

The next moment,

he appeared in front of Son Goku.

Before Son Goku could react,

Vegeta's fist slammed into his stomach.

Thud!

A muffled impact rang out.

Son Goku cried out in pain.

His body plummeted toward the sea below like a kite with a severed string.

"Dad!"

Son Gohan's face changed dramatically.

He was just about to rush over and save him

when Vegeta vanished again.

He appeared beneath Son Goku in an instant.

Reaching out, he caught Son Goku.

Vegeta carried Son Goku down to the deck of the luxury cruise ship.

He gently set Son Goku down.

Then he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

The golden aura around him slowly faded.

His Super Four Super Full Power form wore off.

Vegeta's hair returned to black.

His face grew a little pale.

But his eyes remained proud.

Looking at the unconscious Son Goku, Vegeta couldn't help making a remark.

"Hmph!"

"Your Kamehameha was pretty powerful, Son Goku."

"But it still wasn't enough to beat this prince."

"I really don't get you."

"Did you believe this prince would win,"

"or did you believe this prince wouldn't kill you?"

Piccolo, Krillin, and the others hurried over.

They looked at the injured Vegeta and unconscious Son Goku, their faces full of concern.

Just then,

Whis stepped forward.

He gently waved his staff.

A soft light enveloped Son Goku and Vegeta.

The light flashed.

The wounds on Son Goku and Vegeta vanished instantly.

Their ki also returned to its peak.

Son Goku slowly opened his eyes.

He sprang to his feet.

Everyone thought he was about to say something to Vegeta.

Perhaps some angry words about refusing to accept defeat,

or a promise to fight again another day.

Instead,

Son Goku rubbed his stomach.

A rumbling came from it.

Son Goku burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

"I'm starving!"

"Bulma!"

"When's the food going to be ready?"

Everyone was stunned by his words.

Then,

a chorus of exasperated sighs rose from the deck.

Krillin held his forehead and said helplessly,

"This guy..."

"He just fought a life-and-death battle,"

"and the first thing he does after waking up is ask for food."

Piccolo rolled his eyes.

"That's Son Goku for you."

"You only ever thought about food."

Trunks and Son Gohan couldn't help laughing, too.

Vegeta looked at Son Goku's expression, his face darkening with anger.

He kicked Son Goku in the butt.

"Damn it!"

"Can't you show a little ambition?"

Son Goku rubbed his backside, still grinning.

"Don't be so stingy, Vegeta."

"We've been fighting for ages. Of course I'm hungry."

Just as everyone was caught between laughter and exasperation,

Bulma walked out with her arms crossed, smiling.

She looked at everyone and said,

"All right, all right."

"Quit arguing."

"While you were fighting,"

"I'd already had the food prepared."

Son Goku's eyes lit up instantly at her words.

"Really?"

"Fantastic!"

Bulma rolled her eyes at him and continued,

"But..."

"Before we eat, there's one more thing."

"We have to cut the cake."

"Come on."

"I'll take you there."