Trial

Vegeta's muscles were taut, almost imperceptible, but he was definitely tense.

Piccolo's eyes were so sharp they seemed to cut through the air.

The young people all held their breath, unconsciously.

All eyes eventually fell on Son Goku.

It was excessively quiet, with no small talk or unnecessary chatter.

Qi Heng spoke, his voice calm as if nothing had happened. "Ready?"

Son Goku met his gaze, a warrior's smile curving his lips—a smile both pure and passionate.

He took a breath; the air in the Supreme Kai Realm was fresh and full of spiritual energy, filling his lungs with an indescribable sense of comfort.

He exhaled a breath, and his whole body seemed to be set on fire.

"Ready."

Qi Heng nodded almost imperceptibly, his golden pupils reflecting Goku's image.

"Transform!"

Goku closed his eyes, and all sound in the world disappeared.

Only my own heartbeat remained—steady, strong, and powerful, each beat faster than the last.

Blood surged wildly through his body, the power within every cell awakened, restless and roaring, just waiting to be released.

He clenched his fists.

The next second, golden flames erupted, like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years suddenly awakening.

The beam of light tore through the sky, turning the clouds of the Supreme Kai Realm into vortexes.

Within the aura, his body began to undergo drastic changes.

The bones stretched out, their crispness making your teeth ache, and the muscles swelled wildly like a tidal wave.

In the light, the seven or eight-year-old child transformed into a tall teenager in the blink of an eye, and then froze into a robust and composed young man in an instant.

Her black hair grew wildly, cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, dancing in the air currents.

Reddish body hair spread out from below the neck, covering the chest, arms, and calves, like a burning flame.

Those pupils had turned pure gold, and their eyes seemed to hold lightning, so piercing that one dared not look directly at them.

A fluffy tail swayed slowly behind it, each sway creating a buzzing sound in the air.

He stood there, and the space around him seemed to distort, even the light was bent.

Super Saiyan 4.

Qi Heng was ten zhang away from him, his robes fluttering in the air currents.

He looked at Goku, who resembled an ancient war god, and a faint hint of approval flashed in his golden eyes.

"Good."

His voice remained steady, yet it pierced through the roaring energy filling the air, "To have reached the threshold of this form within three days is already quite remarkable."

Goku's brows furrowed immediately, his eyes practically burning with fighting spirit. "Just the threshold?"

Qi Heng ignored him, and slowly raised his right hand, extending his index finger.

The movement was casual, yet it brought the surrounding arrogance to a halt.

"Use your strongest power right now," he said calmly, "And attack."

Goku's pupils suddenly shrank.

Without the slightest hesitation—having worked together for many years, he knew Qi Heng's style all too well.

This person doesn't waste any words; what he says is an opportunity.

"Good!"

As soon as he spoke, Goku stomped his feet, shattering the ground, his body sinking, and his hands already clasped at his sides.

A point of blue light appeared in his palm, initially the size of a grain of rice, then instantly spun and expanded into an energy ball the size of a basketball.

The sphere wasn't huge, but it was frighteningly solid, with liquid light flowing across its surface, and it seemed to contain an entire starry sea.

The blue light was blinding, forcing back the surrounding golden flames. The air groaned, the ground undulated like waves, and the clouds on the horizon were tinged with an eerie purplish-red.

"Kamehameha!"

A roar tore through the sky, and both palms shot out fiercely.

The blue energy sphere exploded, transforming into a thick beam of light that roared out like a dragon breaking free of its chains.

Where the beam of light passed, space cracked like a spiderweb, the sounds of shattering and the roar of energy mingling together, becoming the prelude to destruction.

The ground was cleaved into a bottomless ravine, and the rubble vaporized before it could even fly. The entire Supreme Kai Realm trembled under this light.

But at the end of that beam of light, Qi Heng still stood there, extending only one finger, facing the roaring energy dragon.

He didn't dodge, he didn't even move his foot.

He stood there calmly, letting the energy that could tear a planet apart roar and rush towards him.

The air distorted violently where the beam of light passed, emitting a piercing buzz. The ground was scorched black, and gravel and dust were all swept up and then vanished in an instant.

Only when the destructive beam of light was about to engulf him did Qi Heng slowly raise his right hand.

His movements were unhurried, even elegant, with his fingers naturally spread and his palm facing forward, as if he were catching a gentle breeze.

The next second, energy that could make a planet tremble struck his palm squarely.

Boom--!!

The deafening roar was not a pure collision, but a scream of energy being forcibly suppressed and squeezed.

Blue light leaped and exploded wildly in his palm, like a trapped beast desperately releasing intense heat and impact.

The halo expanded instantly, engulfing Qi Heng's figure, and the aftershocks of energy swept out like a ring, flattening and melting the distant mountain peaks.

But Qi Heng's palm became the end point of this torrent.

The energy beam was completely blocked at the front end, unable to penetrate even a fraction, and could only divert in all directions, turning into countless electric snakes that crisscrossed his arm, burning his sleeves until they emitted blue smoke.

Even more astonishingly, a faint golden aura emanated from his palm, resembling liquid gold.

This golden aura was not ostentatious, but rather warm and solid, flowing along the skin and directly facing the blue energy.

Sizzle sizzle--!

The moment these two completely different energies came into contact, they produced a loud popping sound, like cold water being poured into hot oil.

The violent blue energy, upon encountering the golden flames, was like ice and snow meeting the sun—rapidly neutralized, neutralized, and ultimately annihilated.

Qi Heng's hands and forearms remained perfectly still, as steady as mountains, even under the onslaught of energy powerful enough to vaporize a spaceship.

In the distance, Son Goku remained in the pose of unleashing the Kamehameha, his golden pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints.

The beads of sweat on his forehead gleamed in the light of the energy.

Even the red hairs of Super Saiyan 4 trembled slightly under the extreme power, and the golden aura around his body was briefly disrupted.

He saw it very clearly.

This attack of his, imbued with all his power and conviction, even the pride of Saiyan —this Kamehameha enough to pierce planets and destroy galaxies, was caught by that person... with one hand, as if casually catching a pebble?

It's not dodging, it's not canceling out the wave, but rather the most direct and forceful reception.

Just then, Qi Heng slowly closed his five fingers together.

The movement remained steady, as if trying to grasp a fallen leaf.

But this very action produced a chilling effect.

The energy beam that was still roaring in front of his palm seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, and the massive amount of energy was forcibly compressed and kneaded!

Buzz--!!!

A deep, explosive sound that made your heart stop.

The thick beam of energy was crushed in Qi Heng's palm!

The explosion did not spread; all the destructive energy was contained within the palm of the hand, eventually transforming into countless tiny, dim blue specks of light, like fireflies in the wind, silently dissipating into the air.

Only a single, extremely compressed shockwave, spreading out in a perfect spherical shape, swept across the entire battlefield in an instant.