The Grand Assembly Concludes (Part 2)

Hit from Universe 6 walked toward Luo Chuan.

"I know I'm no match for you, but I want to try and see how big the gap between us really is."

Hit stared intently at Luo Chuan.

"All right. I'd like to see how powerful your Time Skip is too."

Hit attacked at once, using Time Skip to arrive in front of Luo Chuan. He threw a punch, and just as his fist was only a sheet of paper away from Luo Chuan, Luo Chuan moved. He tilted his head aside, dodging the blow, then drove his knee upward.

Bang! Hit staggered back again and again, shock showing on his face. Even twenty seconds had been broken through by him. He really was incredible.

After the first tournament ended, aside from carrying out assassination missions, Hit had also spent a period of time training, and his strength had grown dramatically.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two figures moved rapidly across the arena, fists and feet clashing, their speed growing faster and faster until it dazzled the eye.

Hit suddenly leaped up, his body spinning in midair, his legs like a pair of whirling flaming wheels as they kicked toward Luo Chuan's head. Luo Chuan stomped hard against the ground with both feet, his body shooting upward like a rocket. As he avoided Hit's legs, he swung out a punch straight at Hit's chest.

Hit had no way to dodge in midair. He could only cross his arms to guard his chest and take Luo Chuan's punch head-on. The tremendous force sent Hit flying, and his body slid across the arena for some distance before he managed to steady himself.

After landing, Hit's gaze became even more solemn. He decided to use his ultimate technique—Time Domain.

This move was one he had comprehended after his training.

In an instant, a wave of time energy spread out from Hit as its center, enveloping both him and Luo Chuan. Within this Time Domain, the flow of time became extremely slow, so slow it could even be said to have stopped completely. Only Hit, the caster of the technique, was unaffected.

Luo Chuan, meanwhile, felt as if he had sunk deep into a mire. The more he tried to move, the deeper he sank.

But Luo Chuan did not panic. Instead, he focused his mind, attempting to break through the Time Domain's influence over him, sensing the flow of time around him and searching for a flaw within it.

But after searching for a while, he found nothing. Even the Text Cheat gave no prompt.

In that case, Luo Chuan would break all techniques with sheer force.

He mobilized the energy within his body. A faint buzzing vibration rang out. At first, the vibration was not very obvious, but as it sped up, the sound grew louder and louder. Then, with a crack, the Time Domain binding Luo Chuan shattered.

After breaking through the Time Domain, Luo Chuan pushed his speed to the limit, crossing space to appear in front of Hit. Seeing this, Hit was greatly alarmed, but it was already too late to dodge.

Because Luo Chuan's right fist slammed fiercely into Hit's abdomen.

This punch was like Mount Tai bearing down, unstoppable. Hit only felt an overwhelming force strike him, and his body instantly lost both balance and sensation as he flew backward against his will.

After Hit was sent flying, the Time Domain he had created shattered completely. Without the slightest pause, he flew straight out of the arena, drawing an arc through the air before disappearing into the endless darkness.

Hit appeared back on the arena. Champa sighed, then gave Beerus of Universe 7 a thumbs-up, as if saying that their universe's fighter had been hidden far too well.

Universe 6's score was 3.7. After they could be revived, Grand Zeno erased them.

Now only two universes remained in the arena.

"Uh, Luo Chuan, I want to fight Jiren. How about you leave Jiren to me?"

At some point, Son Goku had arrived beside Luo Chuan, looking at him with a pleading gaze.

Son Goku was itching for a fight too badly. And the final opponent was actually Jiren. They had made a promise before that they would definitely have another great battle with Jiren.

And now, wasn't this the perfect chance?

Vegeta also looked at Luo Chuan, his gaze relatively heated as well.

However, Luo Chuan shook his head in an extremely unfeeling manner.

"Next time. After all, I said this is my personal show, so during my personal show, none of you are allowed to make a move. Otherwise, don't blame me for turning on you."

Luo Chuan's tone when he said this was extremely mild, but for some reason, both Vegeta and Son Goku felt the hairs on their bodies stand on end.

"Got it."

Son Goku sighed, still somewhat regretful. He could not fight Jiren and could only watch.

Vegeta snorted coldly and turned his head away, refusing to look at Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan walked to a stop about one meter in front of Jiren. The two met each other's eyes, and the auras around them erupted and collided, causing the entire World of Void to begin shaking.

"You are, aside from Son Goku and Vegeta, the one most worthy of my attention. You are very strong!"

Jiren spoke with an expressionless face, his words extremely serious.

Luo Chuan waved a hand.

"Enough, spare me the mutual flattery. You're also very impressive. There isn't much time left, so let's fight to our hearts' content. Let me see just how capable you are, the one hailed as the strongest mortal."

In truth, Luo Chuan had already made his move halfway through speaking, and by the time he finished, he had already unleashed many attacks.

Bang bang bang!!!!!

Jiren received Luo Chuan's attacks one by one. The air rang out like firecrackers, and the arena also began to tremble and shake.

"Again!!"

Luo Chuan's body burst forward, charging at Jiren like a leopard pouncing on prey. His fists were clenched tight, wrapped in an unstoppable momentum as they drove straight in, his target Jiren's face.

Jiren lowered into a steady horse stance, the muscles in both arms tensing. In an instant, he exerted his strength and threw out two fierce straight punches in a head-on clash, meeting Luo Chuan's attack.

In that instant, four fists collided, like meteors crashing together on the arena of the World of Void. A heaven-shaking boom erupted, as if the chaos from the birth of heaven and earth had been torn apart once more by this force.

The powerful impact spread outward in a ring from the two of them. The arena's stone slabs could not withstand such immense force and instantly shattered into countless tiny stones, flying in all directions like hidden weapons.

Luo Chuan felt a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force surge through the face of his fist. His body trembled slightly; the stone slabs beneath his feet had already shattered, yet he stood like a reef unyielding amid raging waves.

Jiren was the same. With the strength of his body, even his arms had begun to feel faintly numb, but there was no fear on his face. Instead, it ignited the blazing fighting spirit in his heart.

"Hmph!" Jiren snorted coldly. His left leg swiftly bent and rose, his knee as the point, carrying tremendous force as it slammed fiercely toward Luo Chuan's abdomen. The strike was fast as lightning and powerful as thunder; his knee tore through the air, letting out a sharp whistle.

Luo Chuan's gaze burned bright as he countered move for move. His left arm sank rapidly, muscles taut as iron, forming a solid line of defense before his abdomen.

Jiren's knee crashed heavily into Luo Chuan's left arm with a muffled bang, like a heavy hammer striking a drum. Luo Chuan's body slid back several feet against his will, his feet plowing two deep furrows through the shattered ground. His soles scraped against the broken stones, sending sparks flying.

But how could Luo Chuan let it end there? Borrowing the force of the impact, he suddenly kicked off and leaped up, flipping backward in midair. Then his right leg carved a fierce arc through the air, like an axe carrying a howling gale as it chopped viciously toward Jiren's head.

Jiren's reaction was just as lightning-fast. He immediately raised a hand to block, and Luo Chuan's foot struck his arm with a crisp sound of bone colliding. Jiren's body swayed with it.

The two traded blows back and forth, and the battle instantly entered a white-hot stage. Luo Chuan unleashed a set of fist techniques as smooth as flowing clouds and running water, fists flashing like a sudden storm as they attacked Jiren.

Every punch contained powerful force and exquisite technique, either driving straight for a vital point or feinting before swiftly changing moves, striking until the surrounding air crackled and popped as though firecrackers were exploding in the chaotic void.