Victory and Defeat (2)

Squinting, Kashius watched Jiren high in the sky with a gloomy expression.

Damn it, you dead monkey. Why did your fear come over along with it?

Kashius had always thought that resonance merely allowed the flow of their auras to be shared. Who would have thought that parts of their emotions would be exchanged as well? At this moment, it was directly affecting his body.

After all, even when Kashius had faced Nero, he had never been this shaken.

"How ironic! Jiren, I admit that you're a powerful opponent, but your strength ends here!" Kashius roared the last part.

White flames surged from his body. The White God form at the maximum limit his body could withstand erupted. Kashius went berserk, flashing beside Jiren in an instant and swinging his fist down at him with killing intent.

Jiren's pitch-black eyes suddenly contracted. He crossed his arms before his chest and raised them to block Kashius's punch.

But how could Kashius's fist in the White God form be blocked so easily?

With a dull thud, Jiren's crossed arms, which had been raised against Kashius's fist, visibly caved in before everyone's eyes. Then, with a whoosh, he was sent flying along with the force of the blow.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene in astonishment.

What, were they fooling around? One punch from you, one punch from me, each sending the other flying once?

Toppo was stunned. His eyes were deep and gloomy, while the killing intent rolling off him was exceptionally dense. The power of destruction wrapped around his body like a black hole as it carried him forward at extreme speed.

That black streak racing through the air looked strange, but Kashius had no fear. He was merely a defeated opponent. Even Son Goku could defeat him—how could Kashius possibly