Clean Victory, Strength Increased

Jackie Chun was shocked, and the expressions of the others were no better.

Seeing Li Xing act so recklessly, they all cried out in alarm.

The audience, there for the spectacle, only knew that the beam skills unleashed by the two were flashy and looked dangerous.

But the martial artists backstage were well aware of the lethality of beam techniques and energy blasts.

As long as they could be released, piercing metal and shattering stone was an effortless feat.

"Oh no, that man is in danger."

Krillin exclaimed in shock.

Yamcha pursed his lips in disdain.

"Danger? So what? What does that have to do with me? That guy is vicious and wicked; it would be better if he died."

"Yamcha, how can you say that? That is a living, breathing life."

Sun Wukong turned his head and glared at Yamcha in anger.

"How can you say that? That is a living, breathing life."

Backstage, they were still worried and conflicted.

On the ring.

Li Xing had already collided with Jackie Chun's beam technique.

Li Xing's energy erupted, and after neutralizing a portion of the attack, his Devour Ability began to flare.

A powerful, warm current emerged, rapidly filling every muscle in Li Xing's body.

Li Xing cracked a grin, staring gleefully at Jackie Chun.

"What are you worried about?"

As he spoke, he closed the distance to Jackie Chun rapidly.

Using the Devour Ability consumed his physical stamina, and Li Xing dared not remain in a stalemate any longer.

If he were careless and exhausted his strength, he would lose his qualification for the subsequent matches.

Heaven knows if he would still be able to kill contestants to complete his mission.

The mission instructions provided by the system had always been ambiguous, and he couldn't be certain of them.

To ensure there were no slip-ups, he had to eliminate Jackie Chun.

In the next round, whether he faced Yamcha or his opponent, he would kill them outright and leave.

His figure closed in rapidly.

He threw a straight punch directly at Jackie Chun's face.

"Young man, you fight far too dirty."

Jackie Chun cried out in alarm, dodging with a backflip.

It didn't end there; Jackie Chun hooked his feet toward Li Xing's stomach.

Li Xing sneered.

When it came to these petty tricks, he was the master; how could he possibly be caught off guard?

Li Xing twisted his waist, quickly dodging by bracing his right hand on the ground, narrowly avoiding Jackie Chun's legs.

An energy wave fired directly from Li Xing's hand.

"This is for you!"

"Kid, you really don't hold back."

After all, Jackie Chun was Master Roshi in disguise, and his combat experience was not weak.

His body vaulted into the air, his hands already freed and charged with energy.

Boom!

Jackie Chun tumbled backward, sliding away unsteadily.

It takes a long time to describe, but all of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Li Xing stood his ground as Jackie Chun slid away.

The entire crowd was stunned, and only then did the screams of surprise erupt.

The battle was so intense that they could barely keep up.

Li Xing sneered as he stared at Jackie Chun, who was scrambling to his feet.

His feet hit the ring like cannonballs with a thunderous crash.

"Again."

Whoosh!

"So fast."

"Damn it, I can't see a thing."

"Incredible, is this what a martial artist is?"

"Holy crap, my eyes can't even keep up. Are they really this fierce?"

The crowd screamed in excitement, and the referee shouted in equal astonishment.

This match was infinitely more thrilling and intense than the preliminary rounds that came before it.

He watched with unblinking eyes, his neck nearly twisting from the effort to keep track.

"Man, this is amazing. The contestants this year are so strong; they're way more impressive than the tournaments my grandfather hosted."

"Dear audience members..."

The referee announced loudly.

Li Xing was completely immersed in the battle.

He had wanted to defeat Jackie Chun quickly, but the results were far from satisfactory.

Every time, Jackie Chun managed to dodge his heavy blows by a hair's breadth.

Though he looked disheveled, he still possessed plenty of fighting strength.

Li Xing was more than twice as strong as Jackie Chun, yet he couldn't do anything to him.

If word of this got out, no one would ever believe it.

"This is terrifying."

Panic stirred in Li Xing's heart.

The force and energy in his hands grew stronger and stronger.

BOOM!

"Little one, your strength and combat experience are indeed impressive. But your heart is not at peace."

At Jackie Chun's seemingly casual remark, Li Xing suddenly realized the truth.

He remembered that Sun Wukong had also gone through a stage like this.

Possessing immense strength, yet finding himself helpless against weaker opponents.

Sun Wukong had only grasped the difference and achieved his final breakthrough after receiving help from Mr. Popo and learning from an old fisherman in a village in the lower realm.

What about him?

Li Xing stared at the panting Jackie Chun, a grin spreading across his face.

Using his Devour Ability consumed his stamina quickly.

But compared to his opponent, this level of consumption was nothing.

"Heh, you're right. But if I unleash my absolute strength, I wonder what you will have to counter it."

Li Xing stood on the ring, composed and relaxed, smiling as he watched Jackie Chun, who was sweating profusely.

As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed his full energy without holding anything back.

The personal status panel in Li Xing's eyes underwent a massive change.

Host: Li Xing
Lifespan: 32
Combat Power: 336
Physique: 2.1
Mental Power: 1
Energy: 160
Ability: Devour Ability (LV1)

When such immense power was unleashed at full force, even someone as strong as Master Roshi would have no time to react.

"Wait."

Jackie Chun looked panicked, staring at Li Xing in terror.

"Little brother, let's talk this over slowly. Please, calm down."

Li Xing looked at Jackie Chun without saying a word.

He unleashed his full power.

He had no intention of listening to Jackie Chun.

The sooner he took his opponent down, the sooner he could rest.

"Wait, there are still so many people here!"

Jackie Chun shouted, yet his entire body erupted with immense energy, currents of electricity surging around him.

Li Xing felt a tightening in his chest as he watched.

This was Master Roshi's Thunder Shock Surprise, a control-type technique; he wasn't certain he could successfully withstand it.

"Hah!"

Li Xing's body exploded with a blinding radiance.

His grasp of ki was like that of a toddler; regardless of whether he could actually control it, he simply unleashed it all in a reckless, indiscriminate burst.

"Damn it."

Hearing Jackie Chun's shout, a pleased expression curled the corners of Li Xing's mouth.

He had him!

With a flash of movement and a few rapid strikes, he sent Jackie Chun flying.

When the light dissipated, Jackie Chun had already tumbled outside the ring, while Li Xing remained half-kneeling on the stage.

The onlookers erupted into an uproar.

They hadn't quite grasped what had just happened.

However, it was clear enough now who had won and who had lost.

After the referee announced the verdict, Li Xing made his way to the back of the stage with great effort.

His combat experience lay entirely in hand-to-hand fighting, and his application of ki was incredibly crude.

Perhaps it would improve slightly after this, but it still wouldn't make much of a difference.

Behind the stage, Li Xing ignored the six people staring in shock and disbelief, sitting alone in a corner to silently recover his strength.

As expected, only this kind of battle is useful. Those simple sparring sessions only raise my base stats; they hardly offer any real chance to increase my combat power.

I feel like I could take on at least five of myself from before this match.

No wonder Sun Wukong and the others always see rapid growth after enduring long, arduous training and then facing powerful enemies.

Even Krillin and the others are the same.

I understand now.

The way I was fighting before really was just like a flower in a greenhouse.

Heh, perhaps the tournament I organized is the same.

A look of grim contemplation flashed in Li Xing's eyes.

He had to increase his combat power; he had to keep improving to keep up with the various dangerous battles to come.

Since that's the case, that idea of mine should be achievable quite quickly.