Instant Kill Jeice, Mu Yang's Might

"If you hadn't mentioned them, I might have forgotten they were even there. I have you to thank for the reminder, you little minnow."

Jeice sneered, shifting his gaze toward Mu Yang and the others nearby. "Now it's your turn. Be good and prepare to die."

Mu Yang felt quite speechless, mostly because if Jaco hadn't brought them up, they might have had a better chance of escaping; now, running away was no longer an option.

Though, in truth, he hadn't planned on running away in the first place.

Jaco realized this as well, his face twisted in self-reproach and guilt.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault!"

"If it weren't for me, they would have been long gone by now!!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Jaco's desperate cry left Jeice feeling immensely satisfied; he wanted this little minnow before him to die in the depths of despair.

"Watch closely, little minnow."

A powerful white energy sphere condensed in Jeice's hand, and with a sharp whoosh, he fired it directly toward Mu Yang and the others.

BOOM!!!

Smoke billowed, obscuring everything within.

"Tights, Mu Yang!!"

Seeing Mu Yang and the others perish right before his eyes, Jaco was so overcome with guilt that he began pounding his fists into the ground, refusing to stop even as his knuckles started to bleed.

Cracks spiderwebbed across the earth, and Jaco's blood dripped into the fissures.

Drip.

"It's my fault, this is all my fault!!"

"If it weren't for me, Merus, Mu Yang, and Tights wouldn't have died. It's me—I'm the one who dragged them down. What kind of Galactic Patrol member am I?"

Jaco clenched his fists, tears streaming from his hollow, despair-stricken eyes.

Catching a glimpse of Jaco's expression, Jeice nodded in satisfaction, a cold sneer forming in his heart.

Anyone who dared to mock their dance deserved exactly this kind of end!

Their dance was, after all, the most beautiful in the entire universe.

Off to the side, the other members of the Ginyu Force, who had been sneering and mocking, watched as the smoke began to clear, their brows furrowing deeply.

Ginyu, the member with the highest combat power, was the first to sense that something was wrong and hurriedly shouted to Jeice.

"Jeice, look out!"

"Nani?"

Jeice had only just turned his head at Ginyu's shout when a cold voice drifted from behind him.

"Not bad strength, but you chose the wrong opponent."

Hearing the strange voice suddenly emerge from behind him, Jeice shivered, startled out of his wits. He whipped his head back around, only to find nothing there.

Just as he let out a sigh of relief, assuming it had been a hallucination, a hand tapped him on the shoulder.

Immediately after, that same voice rang out once more!

"Are you looking for me?"

This time, Jeice spun around rapidly, only to be met with a youthful face.

"Haha, found you this time..."

Before he could even finish his sentence—

Crack!

Mu Yang's fist punched straight through Jeice's stomach. Green blood sprayed out, but Mu Yang's expression remained unchanged, his eyes radiating a deep, chilling coldness.

Jeice stared in disbelief at the sudden turn of events; one second he had been in total control, and the next, he had been run through and left to die.

Squelch!

Jeice coughed up a mouthful of blood, fighting against his heavy eyelids and the overwhelming urge to sleep, his heart filled with the terror of death.

He pulled his body off Mu Yang's fist. Mu Yang didn't stop him, simply watching as Jeice stumbled back a few steps until he could see the full picture of his assailant.

It was a child—a boy who looked no older than seven.

"You, you..."

In his final moments, Jeice pointed at Mu Yang, unable to close his eyes in death, too choked with rage to speak.

"Ah!!"

Jeice collapsed to the ground, dead.

Nearby, Jaco watched the turn of events, his face completely blank. He didn't even react when Jeice's blood splattered onto his own face.

This, this...

What on earth just happened?

One of the members of the Ginyu Force was taken out in a single blow by his own fan?

What kind of virtue or ability did he possess to have such a terrifying fan!

Jaco was covered in wounds, wanting to speak but hesitating, until he finally cast a complex look at Mu Yang.

"Jaco!"

Tights ran over from the side, her face full of anxiety, holding a medical kit in her hands.

"Tights..."

Jaco grimaced; he no longer had any strength left.

"Wait just a moment, I'll treat you right now." Tights was just about to open the medical kit to take out the tools.

Jaco reached out his hand, hurriedly stopping Tights' movements.

"Jaco?"

Tights looked puzzled.

Jaco forced himself to hold on with his last breath, saying, "Quick, go treat Merus instead. Don't worry about me, or it will be too late."

"Our crisis hasn't been resolved yet; there are still four members of the Ginyu Force left."

Jaco's expression was frantic as he roared, "Only Merus can help Mu Yang, and only then can we fight for a glimmer of hope!"

"Hurry, or it will be too late!!"

"Jaco..." Seeing Jaco in this state, Tights swore she had never seen him wear such an expression before.

This expression, how should she put it, was like a drowning man desperately trying to grab onto the last straw.

"I understand."

Tights said solemnly, and just as she was about to take the medical kit to treat Merus, Whis strolled over slowly, holding his Scepter, a smile on his face. "You two, I don't think that will be necessary."

"!!?"

Jaco and Tights both locked their confused gazes onto Whis.

Whis smiled indifferently and did not answer, instead turning his head toward Mu Yang and saying calmly, "Since he has already made his move, everything is already over."

Over...

What did that mean?

Jaco and Tights' faces were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"What Whis means is that Big Brother Mu Yang is super, super amazing. Jaco, Sister, don't you two get it yet?" Bulma, standing nearby, waved her little hands, attempting to describe just how amazing Mu Yang was.

Yet, no matter what, she couldn't even give a rough description.

Jaco and Tights exchanged a glance, both seeing deep doubt in the other's eyes.

Amazing?

Just how amazing could he be? Could he possibly be more amazing than the Ginyu Force?

Both of them turned their gazes toward Mu Yang, who was not far away.

Over at Mu Yang's side.

After he had annihilated Jeice with such overwhelming force, the remaining four members of the Ginyu Force could no longer sit still.

BOOM!!

They erupted with their own energy.

The remaining four Ginyu Force members hurriedly flew in front of Mu Yang.

They surrounded Mu Yang in a pincer formation.

"Hmph, I never imagined there would be someone like you hiding in the shadows."

"To be able to kill Jeice in one blow, your combat power must be over fifty or sixty thousand. Let me guess your combat strength."