When Eliza's body stopped rolling, her eyes saw that Son Gohan had already chased right up to her.
There was not the slightest hesitation in those sharp eyes as he stomped down hard on Eliza's abdomen before she could defend herself.
Bang!
The arena beneath Eliza blasted apart in a shower of shattered stone, proof of just how much force was behind that stomp.
Right after that, Son Gohan brought his foot down in another fierce stomp, but this time he did not step on Eliza. He stomped on the arena instead.
The entire arena seemed to tremble, while Eliza's body was abruptly shaken off the ground and sent flying into the air.
At that very instant, a cruel smile appeared on Son Gohan's face.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Punch after punch, Son Gohan's iron fists kept smashing into Eliza's body, without the slightest intention of going easy on her.
The sight made the faces of the spectators in the stands twitch nonstop. After all, although the Musli Empire did advocate a certain degree of martial strength, it still had the custom of respecting the opposite sex that a technologically civilized race ought to have.
But this was a battle, so no one stopped or condemned Son Gohan.
Although every punch landed on Eliza's body, they were blocked by the layer of red energy covering her.
It was the first time Son Gohan had seen this kind of defensive method, and though he was very interested, his current priority was to completely break through Eliza's defense.
But even with this flurry of attacks, he still could not quickly break through the energy layer on her body.
And Son Gohan could also sense that the ki within Eliza had already begun gradually recovering from its chaotic state.
In an instant,