Space-Splitting Sword

"Ah!!"

"Ah!!"

Mo Yuan and Son Goku roared at the same time, their energy flaring instantly.

In an instant.

The entire world was reduced to two colors: gold and purple.

As their energies collided and scraped against each other, countless bolts of lightning appeared out of nowhere.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared as howling winds swept through, like the end of the world.

At the Lookout, Lapis raised a protective barrier around the temple to shield it from the impact.

Otherwise, Mr. Popo would have had a miserable time.

"Boom!!"

Mo Yuan and Son Goku's energies reached their peaks and crashed together, creating a massive storm.

The biting hurricane slashed toward them like a blade.

But before it could get close, their auras scattered it.

Mo Yuan and Son Goku fixed their eyes on each other, their fighting spirit impossible to suppress.

"Fight!"

They became streaks of light and shot toward each other.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!—"

Their fists and kicks brimmed with tremendous power, and every clash triggered a violent explosion.

"Boom!!—"

In just a few seconds, they had exchanged hundreds of blows.

Explosions had already engulfed the entire sky.

The shock waves and hot winds rolled across the ground, uprooting trees and scorching them.

"Hahaha!! This is great!"

Mo Yuan shouted in exhilaration. He was completely absorbed in this evenly matched fight.

He had cast aside every distraction and thrown himself into the battle.

Son Goku was no different. He shouted excitedly, never pausing his attacks.

Mo Yuan caught Son Goku's fist with his left hand, while terrifying energy gathered around his right.

As he pulled Son Goku toward himself with his left hand, he swung his right fist hard at Son Goku's chest.

Son Goku reacted quickly, blocking Mo Yuan's fist with his left hand.

"Thump!"

Clutching his chest, Son Goku flew backward as if he'd been hit by a cannonball.

"My Mountain-Piercing Strike isn't bad, huh?"

Mo Yuan said smugly.

During his year and a half in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Mo Yuan had come up with all sorts of strange techniques in addition to training.

Mountain-Piercing Strike was one of them.

Son Goku had blocked his fist, but Mo Yuan's energy had passed through his palm and struck his chest.

"That was amazing."

The blow had winded Son Goku. It took him a moment to recover, and then he rubbed his chest and praised Mo Yuan.

Let's try this move.

A sudden idea came to Mo Yuan.

A purple Ki Blast the size of a fist appeared in his hand.

"Take this, Goku!"

Mo Yuan shouted and hurled the Ki Blast at Son Goku.

The instant Son Goku saw it, he tried to dodge. But then he realized that the Ki Blast had vanished halfway there.

"It disappeared?"

Son Goku wasn't the only one confused. The others watching from the Lookout looked bewildered, too.

Only Lazuli seemed a little surprised.

So you could use it like that?

Mo Yuan's move seemed to have opened up a whole new world for Lazuli.

Seeing the Ki Blast disappear, Son Goku stopped in his tracks, not daring to act rashly.

But before he could decide what to do next,

he suddenly sensed a ripple in space behind him.

The vanished Ki Blast appeared behind him in a flash.

It was too close. Son Goku had no time to dodge, so he could only try to cover his entire back with energy.

"Rumble!!"

The tiny Ki Blast contained terrifying power. Even with his guard up, Son Goku wouldn't dare take it head-on—let alone when he was caught off guard.

The explosion's flames dyed the entire sky red.

Mo Yuan watched the explosion, thrilled.

He had come up with the move on the spot.

He hadn't expected it to work on the first try.

The move was actually simple: he added spatial energy to the Ki Blast, then sent it through one spatial node to another.

He could also adjust how quickly the blast appeared, depending on the situation.

It could appear instantly or be delayed.

But this move was relatively easy for Son Goku to defend against.

After all, Son Goku himself could sense and interact with space.

He could feel spatial ripples and tell where an attack was coming from.

This time, Mo Yuan had caught him by surprise.

Next time, it wouldn't be so easy to hit him.

The explosion ended, and the flames faded.

Son Goku stood revealed, his clothes in tatters.

Strangely enough, nearly all his clothes had been ripped apart, but his pants had only a few small holes.

Mo Yuan had done some experiments on this, too.

There seemed to be some kind of special energy in the pants that kept them from being destroyed in battle. At most, a few holes would appear.

And the crotch never got damaged.

Of course, that didn't mean it was invulnerable.

If you wanted to take an attack with your crotch,

heh!

If you didn't mind losing your manhood, go ahead and try.

Son Goku looked battered, with a number of cuts and bruises, but it was nothing to him.

When it came to endurance and willpower, Son Goku was second to none.

"I didn't expect you to use Instant Transmission so well. That was incredible."

Son Goku couldn't help praising him.

"They're just little tricks, nothing worth mentioning." Mo Yuan waved his hand, completely unconcerned, as if it were no big deal.

(눈_눈)

Did he even hear himself?

Son Goku was speechless.

He'd learned Instant Transmission years ago, and even now he had to lock onto someone's energy just to teleport himself.

Mo Yuan had only just learned it, and he was already pulling off all kinds of tricks.

Was being talented really that great? Did it mean you could do whatever you wanted?

Son Goku grumbled to himself.

It turned out that talent really could do that.

Mo Yuan: "Come on, let's keep going."

Son Goku's eyes narrowed. "All right."

Then the two started fighting again.

As their battle continued, more and more people gathered at the Lookout.

(Note: They should have arrived when Vegeta and Lapis were fighting, but, well...

I forgot. [arms akimbo · absolutely no shame.JPG])

Piccolo and the others sensed Son Goku fighting someone and hurried over one after another.

At first, when they saw Lazuli and Lapis, they nearly started fighting.

Fortunately, Son Gohan and Mr. Popo stepped in to mediate, stopping the two sides from coming to blows.

After hearing Son Gohan and Mr. Popo's explanation, everyone was dumbfounded.

They hadn't expected the two sides, enemies just a few days ago, to have become something like friends.

In other words, they now had only one enemy: Cell.

And Cell had gone to another timeline. They had no idea when he might return.

Perhaps he wouldn't come back at all.

If so, they didn't need to keep searching for Cell.

Unfortunately, with Kami and Piccolo fused, they couldn't use the Dragon Balls anymore.

There was no way to revive the people Cell had killed.

Time passed slowly.

The sparring match between Son Goku and Mo Yuan was nearing its end.

By now, the difference between Son Goku and Mo Yuan was obvious.

Son Goku's clothes were in tatters, and his body was covered in bruises.

Mo Yuan's clothes were somewhat torn, too, but he didn't seem to have a scratch on him.

It wasn't that Mo Yuan's normal fighting strength was much greater than Son Goku's.

It was because Mo Yuan's body combined the bloodlines of the Namekians and the Frieza Race. His physique was stronger than a Saiyan's, and he also had remarkable regenerative abilities.

Besides, they were only sparring, so neither of them was trying to kill the other.

"Phew!" Son Goku panted. "Come on, let's settle this with one last move."

Mo Yuan stared at Son Goku. "Bring it on!!"

They understood each other without a word and raised their energy to the limit once more.

Son Goku held his hands together by his waist, palms cupped.

"Ka-me-ha-me..."

A small blue sphere appeared between his hands.

Mo Yuan formed a sword sign with his right hand. Purple light flickered at his fingertips, and a sharp aura that seemed capable of tearing space apart radiated from him.

Son Goku stared at the purple light at Mo Yuan's fingertips, his expression grave.

Without thinking, he poured more energy into the space between his hands.

Gradually, Son Goku felt that the sphere in his hands was almost beyond his control.

"Ha!!"

Shouting, Son Goku thrust both hands toward Mo Yuan. A gigantic Kamehameha surged from his palms, sweeping toward Mo Yuan with unstoppable force.

In an instant, the world was bathed in blue light.

Everyone watching from the Lookout grew tense, their eyes fixed on Mo Yuan.

"Dodge!!"

Even Lazuli, who knew Mo Yuan's true strength, couldn't help shouting anxiously.

Mo Yuan seemed not to notice the attack, concentrating all his attention on his fingertips.

Just as Son Goku's Kamehameha was about to hit him,

the purple light at Mo Yuan's fingertips stopped flickering and solidified into a blade.

"Space-Splitting Sword!"

The two light words reached everyone's ears.

A flash of purple light appeared.

The Kamehameha, about to strike Mo Yuan, shattered piece by piece.

A purple sword beam struck the center of the blast and advanced toward Son Goku.

Wherever it passed, the Kamehameha turned into points of starlight.

"How is that possible?!"

Son Goku couldn't believe what he was seeing. Energy rushed wildly from his body into his hands.

"Ah!!"

The Kamehameha swelled even larger.

But it still couldn't stop the sword beam. It only slowed it down.

Realizing he was in danger, Son Goku hurriedly used Instant Transmission to escape.

With the Kamehameha no longer blocking it, the sword beam surged onward like a dragon returning to the sea, disappearing into the distant sky.

Countless light-years away from Earth.

A flash of purple light passed by, and several stars exploded in succession.

Amid a silent, dazzling display of fireworks, they quietly turned to cosmic dust.