Everyone stared blankly at the cloud of blood hanging in the air.
It took them several seconds to snap out of it.
"Ahhh! He killed someone!"
"Help! That's disgusting!"
"Quick, catch him! Call the police!"
The crowd panicked and scattered in every direction.
Bulma's face was deathly pale as she watched Yamcha burst into a spray of blood that splattered everywhere.
"Ah, Yamcha!"
Oolong stood off to the side, clutching his ears in agony.
"My God, that was deafening. My head's still ringing."
Li Xing had already fled hundreds of meters away.
With Jackie Chun, Sun Wukong, and Krillin working together, there was no guarantee he could get away in time.
They might not kill him, but they'd still be a nuisance.
Besides, he had something important to do next.
He needed to get the Android Technology out of Dr. Gero.
Li Xing's expression was serious. With a few swift bounds, he vanished into the crowd.
His energy gradually dwindled as he hid among the people and followed the crowd toward the outskirts.
He wanted to look impressive, but he wasn't strong enough yet. Better to keep a low profile for now.
Sun Wukong could fight someone all day. If Li Xing kept this up, he'd definitely be at a disadvantage.
"Stop!"
A sharp shout cut through the din and reached Li Xing's ears. He stiffened and came to a halt.
With a few leaps, he landed on a rooftop and stared at Sun Wukong, who had somehow caught up to him.
He cursed himself inwardly and resolved that the next time he appeared, he'd learn the two basic skills, Flight Technique and Ki Sensing.
"What's the point?"
"Why did you kill him?"
Li Xing shrugged and looked at Sun Wukong.
"What's the difference between a Martial Arts Tournament where nobody dies and a dead fish?"
Sun Wukong clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot.
"Killing is forbidden at the Martial Arts Tournament. Did you learn martial arts just so you could kill people?"
Li Xing said nothing.
His mental strength increased by 0.01, and his senses sharpened.
Behind Sun Wukong, some people bearing hostile expressions were coming after him.
He knew he couldn't keep facing off against Sun Wukong here.
He planted both feet on the rooftop like cannonballs, and his whole body shot away like a rocket.
The shower of falling rubble injured another group of people nearby.
Cries of pain filled the air.
"Come after me. Then we can have a proper fight."
After throwing out a taunt, Li Xing fled.
Sun Wukong roared and chased after him.
Li Xing's gaze remained resolute. He wasn't fazed in the slightest.
Sun Wukong had stamina to spare, but he still had one glaring weakness.
As long as Li Xing found it, he could deal with Sun Wukong quickly.
After this, he'd be free to roam wherever he pleased.
At the thought, Li Xing somehow picked up speed, leaving Sun Wukong scrambling behind him.
"Stop! If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"
Li Xing heard him and grumbled inwardly.
The wind's howling, and you've got backup behind you. I don't.
It wasn't that he was afraid. There was just no need.
Once they were somewhere deserted, he could fight however he pleased.
The two of them were far beyond ordinary people. Before long, they left the island and reached the coast.
"Let's see where you'll run now!"
Li Xing turned around and smiled scornfully.
Then he leaped onto the sea and ran across its surface.
"Are you crazy?"
Even Sun Wukong was stunned by what Li Xing was doing.
He could manage to train near the island, but that was nothing like Li Xing running across the open sea. Sun Wukong couldn't even imagine doing that.
Sun Wukong clenched his fists and watched Li Xing disappear into the distance, unwilling to give up. He was just about to jump into the sea and follow when Bulma's urgent shouts rang out behind him.
"Goku! Goku!"
Sun Wukong stopped. "What is it, Bulma? I have to avenge Yamcha."
"No, Goku, don't do anything rash. I've got a plane here. We can follow him in that."
Li Xing skimmed across the waves, his clothes fluttering in the breeze.
"Sun Wukong should have a way to catch up, right?"
No sooner had the thought crossed his mind than the rumble of a helicopter carried over from far away.
Li Xing glanced back. A speck was rapidly approaching, and his face darkened.
"Damn it, I miscalculated. Not only are they catching up, but there's a whole group of them."
Li Xing's energy surged, and he sped up.
He was getting increasingly frustrated.
His energy was only around 150. That was enough for a burst of fighting, but he couldn't keep it up for long.
And Sun Wukong and the others were traveling by plane.
"If you want to play dirty, don't blame me."
Li Xing sank beneath the surface and vanished from sight.
He pulled out his watch, a mocking glint in his eyes.
"Technology? My imagination is far more advanced than yours."
With that, layers of black Nano Fluid poured out of the watch and covered his body.
Boom!
His speed increased again as he shot forward along the seafloor.
He'd meant to fight Sun Wukong and see if he could absorb energy from him one more time.
Who could have guessed things would turn out like this?
Li Xing wasn't discouraged. He changed direction and quickly disappeared from sight.
In the sky, Sun Wukong looked anxious.
He pointed at the stretch of sea where Li Xing had vanished.
"He's gone."
Bulma waved her hand nonchalantly.
"Come on, don't worry. It'll be fine. No big deal."
"He's only one person. How long can he swim underwater? We'll find him soon."
After saying that, Bulma fell silent.
"Goku, you have to avenge Yamcha."
Sun Wukong looked solemn.
He was furious with the man who had struck so ruthlessly.
Why kill someone?
If Li Xing had known what he was thinking, he would have scoffed.
What's wrong with killing someone?
Beneath the sea, Li Xing's gaze was steady.
He had two options now.
He could go to Korin Tower and train.
He could abandon his unorthodox approach and follow the true path of martial arts.
The other option was to find Shenron and make another wish, this time for knowledge of martial arts.
Both paths led to the same goal: making himself stronger.
But they were also very different.
Li Xing hesitated, then decided to change his mind.
He wasn't worried about Sun Wukong and the others chasing him. He'd have to face them sooner or later.
But he wasn't sure whether Cat Hermit's mind-reading ability would work on him.
He'd set that option aside for now.
After training with Cat Hermit, Sun Wukong's fighting power should be around 180.
Later, he'd be gravely wounded in his fight with Tambourine. Even if his condition had deteriorated, his overall strength should still have improved.
As it turned out, Cat Hermit could still see what Sun Wukong was thinking.
To be safe,
he wouldn't take any foolish risks.
Originally, he'd planned to go straight to the Guardian and train there for a while.
Now it seemed that idea had been far too naive.
He wasn't some protagonist overflowing with a sense of justice.
"Wisdom!"
"I'm here, Engineer."
"Engage autopilot, turn invisible, shake off the tail behind us, and head straight back to headquarters."
"Understood."
As he spoke, the black armor gradually turned transparent and soon vanished beneath the water.
In the sky,
Sun Wukong stared blankly at Bulma.
"Bulma, didn't you say he wouldn't get away just because he went into the sea?"
Bulma was so exasperated that the aircraft lurched, annoying everyone aboard.
"How was I supposed to know he could hold his breath for so long?"
As soon as Bulma finished speaking, she exclaimed in surprise.
"No, wait. It's not that he can hold his breath."
"What's wrong?"
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