Master-Disciple Fated Battle, Full Power Kamehameha, Finals Decided

The next day, the rising sun bathed the martial arts arena in golden light, its gilded rays spilling across the ring. The Sixteen Finals' concluding match had yet to begin, but the stands were already roaring with excitement. Everyone awaited this fated clash between master and disciple of the Turtle School—on one side stood the extraordinarily gifted young Son Goku, and on the other was Master Roshi, the Martial Arts God, concealing his identity under the alias "Jackie Chun."

The referee loudly announced the contestants. Goku leapt several feet into the air and landed on the stage, fists clenched and eyes blazing with astonishing fighting spirit. Across from him, Master Roshi, wearing round sunglasses and plain martial artist's clothes, slowly made his way onto the ring. His steps were as steady as a mountain, his aura perfectly concealed. Not a single person in the arena recognized the old man as the legendary founder of the Turtle School.

"Grandpa, I won't go easy on you!" Goku planted his feet firmly and assumed the standard Turtle School opening stance. Energy faintly surged around him, his power level holding steady at 1620. Days of watching matches and sparring, along with the stimulation of his battle against Krillin, had improved his strength by more than thirty percent since the preliminaries.

Master Roshi chuckled and adopted the same opening stance. His posture was upright and fluid, carrying the bearing of a grandmaster. "Big words for such a little brat. Let this old man see just how capable the Turtle School's younger generation is."

Before his words had faded, Goku shot forward like a cannonball, his fist carrying a howling gust straight for his opponent's face. His moves possessed the wild energy and nimbleness of youth, yet had been tempered by the Turtle School's disciplined techniques into something solid and refined. His punches were so fast they left faint afterimages, and the audience below saw only a blur before the force of his strike swept to the edge of the ring.

Master Roshi shifted his footing slightly and tilted his body half an inch aside. With a casual flick of his fingers, he diverted the punch's force, then snapped the fingers of his other hand against the weak point in Goku's wrist. The force was not heavy, yet Goku's arm went numb, and his entire offensive flow stalled for a moment.

"Your stance is stable enough, but you're still rushing your power."

Master Roshi's tone was calm, but every move he made was precise and ruthless, each one striking through the gaps in Goku's techniques. One attacked while the other defended. The footsteps of leather shoes and cloth shoes echoed in staggered rhythm as their energy kicked dust across the ring. Dozens of exchanges passed, yet Goku had not even touched the edge of his opponent's clothes.

Below the stage, Krillin clenched his fists. He admired Goku's rapid improvement, but was also stunned by the unfathomable depth of "Jackie Chun." Yamcha furrowed his brow, feeling that the old man's moves were utterly natural and flawless. If he were the one onstage, he feared he would not last ten moves before losing.

Qi Tian leaned against the railing of the stands, his fingertips lazily tapping the handrail. Master Roshi's power level was crystal clear to his senses: in his normal state, he was deliberately suppressing it to around 1800, relying purely on technique to overwhelm Goku. His aura was deep and enduring, clearly concealing a great deal more strength.

Old fox. He's hiding it well, Qi Tian thought.

After dozens more exchanges, Goku remained unable to break through and was instead forced back step by step. He decisively pulled away several meters, then abruptly drew both hands to his waist as pale blue energy rapidly gathered between them at a visible speed.

"Kamehameha!"

As his youthful cry rang out, a beam as thick as a bowl shot forward with a roar, its shockwave making the flags at the ring's edge snap violently. This attack was nearly twice as powerful as Krillin's earlier Kamehameha—it was Goku's strongest killing move at his current stage.

The stands instantly erupted in cries of astonishment. No one had expected this young boy to be capable of using the Turtle School's signature ultimate technique as well.

Master Roshi's eyes brightened beneath his sunglasses. Neither dodging nor retreating, he pushed one palm forward, sending an equally blue surge of energy straight at it. The two Kamehameha waves collided explosively at the center of the ring, and a circular shockwave spread outward. Goku was thrown back three consecutive steps by the backlash, while Master Roshi remained rooted in place without moving an inch.

"Interesting. Then this old man will get a little more serious."

The instant he spoke, Master Roshi's energy erupted. His originally thin, frail body swelled at a visible rate, muscles knotting and bulging as his martial arts uniform stretched taut, on the verge of tearing. His whole figure grew half a head taller. Violent energy swept through the arena, and his power level soared all the way to 6800—his ultimate full-power muscular form!

The entire arena fell silent for two seconds before erupting into deafening cheers and gasps. No one had imagined that this seemingly ordinary old man possessed such terrifying power.

Goku's pupils contracted, but rather than fear, his grin only widened with excitement. "Grandpa got stronger! Great! This is what makes fighting fun!"

The moment his words fell, Master Roshi had already drawn both hands to his waist. Vast energy surged wildly toward his palms, and the pale blue radiance was so blinding that people could barely keep their eyes open. The air around the ring began to tremble violently, fine cracks spreading across the ground. The power of this strike far surpassed anything any fighter in this tournament could have imagined.

"Full-Power—Kamehameha!"

A gigantic energy wave several meters wide thundered forth. The air along its path was torn apart with a piercing shriek, as though it would level the entire ring. Master Roshi deliberately kept the energy contained within the ring's boundaries. He was attacking at full strength, but he was also probing—he wanted to see whether that mysterious youth named Qi Tian in the stands would show even the slightest reaction.

Goku's expression changed sharply. Knowing he could not take this attack head-on, he stomped off the ground and shot into the sky. The enormous Kamehameha grazed the soles of his feet and blasted straight into the protective stone wall behind the ring. Amid a thunderous explosion, the hard wall shattered into a massive crater, rubble and dust flying everywhere.

Goku was still in midair and was about to use his momentum to flip back onto the ring when Master Roshi flashed in front of him and lightly pressed a palm against his chest.

"Down you go, kid."

A gentle yet irresistible force came through the palm. Goku fell beyond the ring like a kite with its string cut, desperately reaching out at the last moment to grab the edge of the platform, his knuckles turning white from the strain.

Just as he was about to pull himself back onto the stage, Master Roshi landed before him and lightly tapped his forehead with a fingertip.

"You lost."

Goku froze for a moment. Staring into the familiar eyes revealed after his opponent removed his sunglasses, realization suddenly struck him. His eyes widened. "You're Master Roshi, Grandpa!"

Master Roshi burst into laughter and reached out to pull him onto the ring. "Brat, you only figured it out now?"

The referee stood stunned for a long moment before finally coming to his senses. He hurriedly raised his flag and shouted, "Winner of this match, Jackie Chun! He advances to the final!"

Thunderous applause swept through the arena, the audience cheering and shouting for the thrilling, twist-filled battle.

Goku scratched his head and chuckled, not the least bit dejected by his defeat. "So you're this strong, Master Roshi! But next time, I'll definitely beat you!"

Master Roshi patted his shoulder, but a trace of gravity flashed through his eyes. When he had unleashed his full strength just now, he had kept watch over the stands the entire time. Yet Qi Tian had remained leaned against the railing from beginning to end, his expression calm and unchanging. Even the rhythm of his tapping fingers had not faltered in the slightest.

That boy was like a bottomless icy abyss. No matter how huge the waves Master Roshi stirred up, the other remained utterly unmoved.

A normal-state power level above 7000... No wonder he's so composed, Master Roshi thought grimly. His muscular form had only barely reached the threshold of 6800. In terms of normal-state power alone, he was actually inferior to this teenage boy. He had intended to probe the other's hidden cards, but now it seemed that in the final, the one forced to reveal his trump card might be himself.

On the other side, Qi Tian watched the ring as the dust gradually settled, and his tapping fingers abruptly stopped.

[ Ding! A classic master-disciple matchup has concluded. Spectator sign-in triggered. ]

[ Sign in? ]

"Sign in." Qi Tian stirred the thought in his mind.

[ Ding! Sign-in complete. Rewards issued. ]

[ 1. Permanent power level +220. Current normal-state power level: 7320. ]

[ 2. Kamehameha Mastery: Master the methods for full-power Kamehameha release and energy compression. Power increased by thirty percent. ]

[ 3. Thunder Shock Surprise fragment: Unlocks partial energy-control sealing techniques, capable of restricting an opponent's energy circulation. ]

A warm current flowed through his body, and the circulation of his energy became even smoother. Qi Tian looked toward the ring, meeting Master Roshi's gaze at that exact moment.

The old man and the young man's gazes collided across the distance. Master Roshi gave a slight nod, his expression solemn; Qi Tian returned it with a gentle nod, his eyes as calm as ever.

The cheers within the arena gradually died down, and everyone realized that the grand finale of this martial arts tournament was about to begin.

Final Matchup—Qi Tian VS Jackie Chun (Master Roshi, the Martial Arts God).

The ultimate showdown was on the verge of beginning.