The two forces collided violently in midair, unleashing an earth-shaking roar.
Although Wumu's Prince's Fighting Style successfully blocked part of the energy wave, a small portion still pierced his defenses and struck him, driving him back several steps.
"Hehe, young man, it looks like you still have a lot to learn."
Master Roshi spoke with a smile, a gleam of admiration in his eyes.
Wumu steadied himself, determination appearing on his face.
"Master Mutaito, your Kamehameha really is formidable, but I won't give up just yet."
"Good! Then let's keep going!"
Master Roshi's voice brimmed with fighting spirit as he prepared to attack again.
The two clashed once more. This time, Wumu was even more cautious, trying to find a pattern in Master Roshi's attacks and an opening to counter.
Master Roshi, meanwhile, constantly changed his approach, making it difficult for Wumu to adapt.
As time passed, the match reached a fever pitch.
Every exchange between Wumu and Master Roshi crackled with tension. The spectators held their breath, watching the two fighters in the ring intently.
"Wumu, you're quite strong, but let's see how you handle this!"
Master Roshi suddenly accelerated, launching a fierce assault on Wumu.
Wumu gritted his teeth, doing his best to dodge while seeking an opening to counterattack.
Just then, he spotted a tiny opening in Master Roshi's defenses, before Master Roshi could change his move.
Without any hesitation, Wumu immediately unleashed a full-power strike.
This time, his attack reached the pinnacle of both speed and strength, landing squarely on Master Roshi and driving him back several steps.
Master Roshi steadied himself, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
"Well done, Wumu. Your progress really is astonishing."
Wumu panted heavily, but an unyielding light shone in his eyes.
"Master Mutaito, I haven't reached my limit yet."
Their duel continued, every exchange leaving the spectators awestruck.
Every attack Wumu launched brimmed with determination and power, while Master Roshi used his unfathomable martial skills to deftly neutralize them and counterattack.
As the match went on, Wumu gradually felt the power within him growing continuously, each attack stronger than the last.
As Master Roshi watched Wumu's performance, the admiration in his eyes grew ever deeper.
Just then, Wumu launched another ferocious attack, this time gathering almost all his strength into his fist.
Although Master Roshi tried to dodge, this attack was simply too fast, leaving him no choice but to defend as best he could.
Their powers collided in midair again, unleashing a deafening roar.
This time, Wumu's attack clearly gained the upper hand. Master Roshi was driven back several steps, only managing to steady himself at the edge of the ring.
Master Roshi steadied himself and looked at Wumu, his eyes shining with recognition and admiration.
"Wumu, you've done very well. This old man underestimated you. Your potential far exceeds my expectations."
Wumu panted heavily, but his gaze was firm. Master Roshi's recognition filled him with an incomparable sense of honor.
"Master Mutaito, exchanging blows with a grandmaster like you is an experience I'll never forget."
The two stood in the center of the ring again. Although the match was not yet over, everyone present could feel the awe and inspiration this duel had brought.
The battle between Master Roshi and Wumu was not merely a contest of strength, but also a verification of their martial paths.
Master Roshi prepared to attack again, gathering even more Ki this time, clearly intending to use his signature technique to decide the outcome.
Wumu readied himself as well. He knew the final clash was coming, and only by giving it everything he had would he have a chance of winning this match.
The atmosphere in the ring grew tense again as the spectators held their breath, awaiting this final showdown.
Master Roshi darted left and right across the ring, moving with dazzling speed.
Wumu watched him intently, trying to catch sight of his figure.
"Wumu, are you ready? This will be the strongest attack you've ever seen."
Master Roshi's deep voice echoed across the ring as brilliant light began gathering in his hands.
Wumu took a deep breath and adjusted his stance.
"Master Mutaito, I'm ready. Please teach me!"
His voice was firm, a challenging light gleaming in his eyes.
Was it coming? The Kamehameha.
Then Master Roshi roared, thrusting the gathered energy fiercely toward Wumu.
An enormous ball of light flew toward Wumu faster than the eye could follow.
Wumu did not dodge. He knew this was a test Master Roshi had set for him, and he had to face it head-on.
Wumu did not intend to use the Prince's Fighting Style anymore. He pressed his palms together, his Ki surging, and a cyan energy wave erupted from his palms to meet the enormous ball of light.
"I'll call this move the Divine Wind Wave!"
The two forces collided violently in midair, unleashing a deafening roar.
Under Wumu's power, the ball of light slowly began dissipating until it vanished completely.
The spectators cried out in astonishment, never having expected Wumu to withstand Master Roshi's mighty strike.
Master Roshi smiled faintly, looking at Wumu approvingly.
"Well done, Wumu. Your strength has already exceeded my expectations. But the match isn't over yet. You'd better be careful of the attacks to come."
Wumu nodded, his expression growing even more solemn.
"Master Mutaito, please continue."
He knew Master Roshi had been feeding him moves the entire time before this, with the aim of familiarizing him with martial combat.
Practicing martial arts at a martial arts school in his previous life was completely different from practicing in this world.
Over the next few rounds of attacks, Master Roshi's speed and strength kept increasing.
Although Wumu could withstand them, he struggled greatly each time.
Just then, Wumu had a sudden flash of inspiration. He recalled Master Roshi's earlier teaching-true strength came not only from the body, but also from the mind.
Wumu closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to connect his mind and body.
He felt an unprecedented power surging within him.
When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become exceptionally resolute.
He said to Master Roshi, "Master Mutaito, thank you for your guidance. I think I've found a way to break through."
Master Roshi smiled and nodded. "Then let me see the results."
Wumu roared, the strength of his entire body erupting in an instant as he charged at Master Roshi like a cannonball.
Not to be outdone, Master Roshi moved forward to meet him.
The two exchanged blows in midair, every collision producing a tremendous crash.
Wumu's speed and strength had undergone a qualitative leap, and even Master Roshi felt the pressure.
As the battle continued, Wumu gradually felt his power growing continuously, every attack stronger than the last.
Finally, during one exchange, Wumu successfully found an opening in Master Roshi's defenses and struck a vital spot with his fist.
Master Roshi was knocked back several steps, but rather than getting angry, he wore a satisfied smile.
"Wumu, congratulations. You've broken through. Walk a path of your own. Your future has no limits."
"I concede! Wumu, come visit my little island sometime when you're free."
After conceding, Master Roshi spoke to Wumu with a smile.
His goal had already been achieved. Whether he became the champion no longer mattered.
Originally, he had only wanted to teach his disciples that beyond every person stood someone greater, and beyond every sky lay another heaven.
He had never expected to encounter a martial artist different from them. Like a hunter delighted at the sight of prey, he had felt the urge to offer some guidance.
"All right, Master Mutaito. I'll come seek your guidance."
Wumu would never look down on Master Roshi. Even though he was very lecherous and could not keep up in combat power later on, he was still a grandmaster of his generation!
Master Roshi nodded and walked out of the ring.
"Congratulations to contestant Wumu on his victory! As the champion, he wins five hundred thousand in prize money!"
Below the ring, Uncle Malo excitedly stood up and cheered, while the other spectators also celebrated the crowning of the champion!
Wumu panted heavily, a smile appearing on his face.