War of Nobility (2)

When the referee announced the start of the match, the spectators around the arena erupted into even louder cheers, as if urging the contestants in the ring to hurry up and fight.

"Mr. Gohan, how should we fight?"

Behind him, the short one and the tall one both looked at Son Gohan, asking for his battle plan.

"You two follow behind me. Just help me finish them off."

Son Gohan twisted his neck, then stepped out at the very front. The two behind him exchanged a glance and hurried after him.

Sitting on the high platform, Cassani looked down at Son Gohan walking in front. His palms began to sweat slightly, and his heart grew a little tense.

"What's wrong, Cassani? You've really gone all in to take part in this title promotion battle. Are you nervous?"

Just then, from the VIP seat beside Cassani, a long-haired man dressed in gorgeous clothes with a golden emblem embroidered on his chest asked with a smile.

Cassani gave a nasal snort. He only replied indifferently, "What, Gansapu? Am I not allowed the right to be promoted?"

Viscount Gansapu brushed back the hair on his forehead and said, "Of course you are. How could you not be? It's just that my fighters seemed to say, before they went up, that they'd take good care of those three fighters of yours. Ah, no matter how I tried to persuade them, I couldn't stop them."

Hearing this, Cassani's cheek began to twitch slightly. He forced down the anger in his heart. After all, the other party had a cousin who was a marquis; it truly would not do to fall out with him.

So he could only give a cold snort and say, "Just watch."

At the same time, Cassani swore in his heart that if one day he could be promoted to marquis, he would absolutely give this Gansapu a proper lesson!

Seeing that the other party did not dare say more, Gansapu laughed loudly and turned back to watch the match.

All the contestants were warily watching the enemies not far away. At this moment, aside from the two teammates at their sides, everyone else was an enemy.

Son Gohan swept his gaze around, then turned and started walking to his right. Clearly, he was preparing to start from this side.

The trio closest to Son Gohan saw that he was actually taking the initiative to approach them. While feeling puzzled, they also began to guard themselves.

Right now, once any side took the initiative to attack, it would immediately form a localized melee, and people would start dropping out rapidly. It could be said that one move would affect the whole situation.

But Son Gohan still walked toward the three-man group in blue uniforms, step by step.

Each of his steps seemed to land on the hearts of the trio, making them grow even more nervous.

Ah!!

One of the trio seemed unable to withstand this pressure. Suddenly, he roared and charged out, his target none other than Son Gohan.

His two teammates both cursed him as an idiot, but could only hurriedly follow and attack Son Gohan together.

The short one and the tall one were about to rush up at the same time, but Son Gohan raised a hand and stopped them.

"I said, you're finishing them off and watching my blind spots. These three... leave them to me."

With that, Son Gohan suddenly exerted force with both feet, turning into a swift black shadow as he charged straight toward the blue-clad trio rushing at him.

Hah!

One of them raised his hand and fired an energy cannon at Son Gohan. The other two immediately split off to both sides, wanting to form an encirclement around the three opposite them.

Son Gohan neither dodged nor avoided it. Facing the energy cannon coming right at his face, he opened his mouth and roared, and the aura around him shook with it!

A scene that shocked the blue-clad trio appeared. Under the other party's furious roar, the energy cannon was instantly blasted into nothingness.

Before that guy could make his next move, Son Gohan's figure had already appeared behind him. A hand chop directly struck him until he lost consciousness.

Immediately after, Son Gohan tapped the tip of his foot down, borrowing the force to charge in another direction. Another member of the trio ahead instantly broke out in cold sweat and hurriedly launched an energy attack.

In the end, Son Gohan merely waved his hand and sent the energy cannon flying off to the side. Then, with an ultra-high-speed punch, he sent the blue-clad guy flying.

The remaining blue-clad man had already taken the chance to run some distance away, but Son Gohan raised a finger, and a Dodon Ray immediately shot out from his fingertip.

Smack!

The Dodon Ray accurately struck the guy's leg joint, making him instantly lose his balance and fall to the ground.

Before he could get up and keep running, the fast red-skinned short one immediately arrived behind him and kicked him in the back of the head.

"Damn it!"

A viscount in the seats slammed his fist hard into his chair. Clearly, this blue-clad trio were fighters under his command.

The other teams near Son Gohan, who had just been thinking of taking advantage of their melee to fish in troubled waters, were immediately shocked by Son Gohan's swift and ruthless methods. They hurriedly stopped and stood where they were.

The strength Son Gohan had just burst out with had already made them feel a strong sense of threat.

Many times, on a chaotic battlefield, no extra words were needed for a tacit understanding to be reached among one another.

At the same time as Son Gohan displayed his powerful strength, the four teams around him surrounded him at once.

"Trying to gang up on me?"

Having judged what the other side intended, Son Gohan immediately sneered, raised both arms, spread his palms, and aimed in two directions.

Two energy blasts rapidly gathered in front of his palms, then fired out in the next second.

Boom, boom!

The nearly simultaneous explosions blew the enemies closing in from both sides into a daze, and four or five of them directly collapsed to the ground.

While they were still at a loss, how could the other surrounding teams let go of such a chance to kick someone when they were down? They decisively attacked them.

Son Gohan paid them no attention. Instead, he continued walking counterclockwise.

The entire battlefield instantly split into two extremes. In one direction, a chaotic melee was underway, with people fighting in groups of three.

In the other direction, Son Gohan formed the spearhead, like an incomparably sharp lance, beginning to tear a huge opening through the chaos.

Whether they accidentally ran into Son Gohan or were forced to face him, the end result was the same: they were dealt with easily, without the slightest exception.

So by now, most of the people on the battlefield had reached a common understanding: before they ran into Son Gohan, they had to seize one of the top three spots if at all possible!

In the end, a strange scene formed. Clockwise, the fighting was in full swing, everyone doing everything they could to reduce the numbers.

Counterclockwise, people were charging madly into the crowd, not daring at all to face Son Gohan as he approached from that side.

Seeing this, Son Gohan naturally would not waste energy taking the initiative to attack. He even deliberately slowed his steps and advanced at an unhurried pace.

The tall-and-short duo behind him followed excitedly. A match where they did not have to worry about danger at all was simply too comfortable.

"Mr. Gohan, I'd like to trouble you with something!"

Just then, Son Gohan suddenly heard Cassani's voice transmission.

"That squad with star-striped bands tied around their arms—help me take them out!"

There was even a pleading note in Cassani's voice.

Son Gohan narrowed his eyes and immediately locked onto Gansapu Squad in the center of the battlefield.

"No problem. Leave it to me."