Yamiru and Goku streaked across the sky, locked in battle.
Their high-speed clashes sent them careening between skyscrapers. Even holding back, the shockwaves of their fight were devastating—glass windows shattered in their wake, raining down like a storm of diamonds under the blue sky.
Yamiru glanced below. Pedestrians gaped upward, oblivious to the deadly hail of glass descending toward them.
With a twist, Yamiru spun and kicked Goku away.
"And stay gone!"
Goku shot off like a golden comet, vanishing toward the edge of the world.
Meanwhile, Yamiru's white aura flared. He raised a hand toward the city below.
The principles of the Spirit Bomb flowed through him, resonating with the 60 trillion divine cells in his body—each one humming with excitement.
The falling glass pulverized midair, dissolving into motes of light that swirled into Yamiru's palm, condensing into a miniature Spirit Bomb.
He weighed it in his hand—then bit into it.
Crunch.
He chewed thoughtfully before tossing the half-eaten energy ball aside.
Though his divine cells could absorb external energy, hastily devoured power was just that—temporary fuel.
Without refining it, it was little more than a disposable battery.
The remnants of the Spirit Bomb dissipated into the wind as Yamiru took off again, a white streak chasing gold.
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"Save me, Goku!"
BOOM. Yamiru exploded into fireworks.
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"Wait, don't—"
BOOM. Bulma burst into sparks.
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A figure nothing like Freeza cackled, hurling a purple energy ball toward Planet Vegeta.
Bardock, the last Saiyan standing, roared defiance—only to be swallowed by the blast, armor shattering as he whispered "Kakarot…"
The explosion consumed everything, tearing Gine and the others apart—
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Goku jerked awake mid-flight.
Those old VR simulations Bulma had used to trigger his Super Saiyan transformation—they flashed before his eyes again.
Gritting his teeth, he stabilized himself in midair.
"Hah… Hah…"
Exhausted, he surveyed his surroundings.
Dark clouds coiled over a desolate wasteland.
A massive gate loomed ahead, its plaque bearing three ominous characters:
MOUNT FIVE ELEMENTS.
A flicker of white light danced across the plaque—
Goku whirled around just as Yamiru slammed into him, a comet of pure energy.
He barely raised his arms in time.
CRACK!
Yamiru's fist connected, sending Goku tumbling through the gate into the shadowed realm beyond.
A winged saber-toothed dragon swooped in—only to recoil under Yamiru's golden gaze, slinking away with a whimper.
Before the Supreme Elderly Lord's palace, Annin walked barefoot across the courtyard, watching as gold and white clashed amidst the churning clouds.
WHOOSH—
The golden figure was hurled out, tearing through the gloom before diving back in.
BOOM—
The white streak shot after him, the clouds flashing with bursts of light like contained lightning.
"So this is Son Goku," Annin murmured, tilting her head skyward.
The gales of battle whipped through Annin's long black hair as Joey perched on her shoulder, tiny face tilted upward in awe. Suddenly, the little girl's ears twitched—voices echoed from the stormy clouds above:
"KA…"
BOOM. Golden light erupted within the darkness.
"ME…"
CRACK! White lightning snaked through the sky.
"HA…"
WHOOSH. The colliding energies scoured the clouds clean, revealing—
Goku, wreathed in golden fire, and Yamiru, cloaked in white light—mirroring each other's stance, hands cupped at their sides as spheres of energy condensed in their palms.
Twin Kamehamehas charged, their brilliance illuminating the heavens.
In perfect sync, they thrust forward!
"—MEHAAAA!!"
Sweat and blood evaporated from Goku's skin, veins bulging as he poured every last drop of his strength into the golden beam.
The two waves collided—
BOOOOOOM!
A spherical explosion, vast as a meteor, birthed a hurricane-like shockwave. Inside the palace, Gohan shielded his eyes as he stepped beside the Supreme Elderly Lord, watching the duel with quiet amazement.
Gold and white hemispheres clashed, neither yielding an inch.
Yamiru grinned. "What's wrong? Running out of steam?"
"Grr… HAHA…!" Goku strained, laughing through gritted teeth. His arms trembled, muscles screaming. "This… is… all I've got…!"
"Ooh!" Joey clapped her tiny hands on Annin's shoulder.
The cataclysmic explosion reflected in Goku's emerald eyes—somehow triggering another flashback to Bulma's VR simulation of Freeza annihilating Planet Vegeta.
With a wordless roar, Goku's Kamehameha surged, its golden brilliance swelling!
The opposing hemispheres quaked, recoil force sending both fighters hurtling backward—
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
In a blink, they'd vanished beyond Mount Five Elements, reduced to distant specks of light before disappearing entirely.
The aftermath of the blast faded, silence reclaiming the world.
Gohan wiped his brow, murmuring to himself. 'Who could've guessed those two boys I took in would grow into' this…?
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World Martial Arts Tournament Arena.
The finals had been on hold for a while now—both competitors missing in action.
But after witnessing Goku and Yamiru's godlike prowess, the crowd waited patiently, unwilling to miss what came next.