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Gabe's lips trembled, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth. He stared at the runes in Lin Ye's palm and suddenly remembered that rainy day when two Saiyans stood in front of the destroyed stone monument, rain mixed with tears pounding on the rusty metal wreckage. They clenched their fists, and the runes shone brightly in the lightning.
"The Saiya Alliance..." His voice gradually grew clearer from a sob, "To live and die together!"
"Then stand up."
Lin Ye placed his palm on Gabe's head, and a virtual screen suddenly popped up on his wrist, with bright red numbers rapidly increasing. [System Notification: Companion's vital signs detected as declining. Consume 5000 points to activate Bloodline Resonance?]
"start up."
A burst of green light suddenly erupted from Gabe's body, wrapping around him like vines. Deep, bone-revealing wounds healed at a visible speed, and beneath his torn combat suit, his muscles gleamed like jade. When the light faded, Gabe's green hair had turned a dazzling gold, and a surge of energy erupted like a volcano, shooting straight to the ceiling.
"This is..." Gabe looked at his hands, which were crackling with golden electricity, and suddenly let out a wild roar of joy, "Super Saiyan 2! My power..."
"Incredible!" The Supreme Kai of Universe 6 retreated repeatedly, staff in hand, while the crystal ball reflected Gabe's energy readings. "His potential has been fully unleashed! Even a God of Destruction couldn't achieve this..."
Frieza's golden aura suddenly subsided. He narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Lin Ye, his tail swaying restlessly behind him. "Interesting. This ability to elevate someone's power out of thin air is something I've never seen before. Just how many secrets are you hiding?"
Lin Ye ignored him and simply made a fist gesture to Gabe. The green-haired Saiyan immediately understood and clenched his fist as well. Two identical runes lit up simultaneously in their palms, like signal lights traversing the universe.
Just then, the Grand Priest's voice resounded throughout the arena like a great bell: "Next match, Universe 6's Cabba will face Universe 11's Jiren."
Gabe took a deep breath, turned around, and bumped fists with Lin Ye. Amidst the crisp sound of metal wristbands clashing, he suddenly lowered his voice: "Brother Lin Ye, do you remember the combination technique we practiced?"
"Be ready at any time." Lin Ye's eyes were sharp as knives.
The green-haired Saiyan grinned, his golden aura suddenly surging, and he transformed into a streak of green light as he charged onto the arena.
Jiren stood in the center of the arena, his black battle suit billowing slightly in the flow of energy. Looking at Gabe's surging aura, a flicker of emotion finally crossed his usually impassive face: "It seems you've found a new power."
"It's not just power!" Cabba roared, tearing through the air as his fist slammed into Jiren's face with a sonic boom. "This is the power that Saiyans forge with bonds!"
When the fist was only three inches from Jiren's nose, the Grey Warrior suddenly turned to the side. His movement was so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible, and his fingertips lightly touched Gabe's fist.
"Uh-huh..."
Gabe was struck as if by a heavy hammer, flying sideways and tumbling more than a dozen times on the ring before barely coming to a stop. As soon as he propped himself up, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Jiren's figure in his vision began to sway.
"How is this possible..." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring incredulously at his trembling hands, "My strength has clearly increased so much..."
“Borrowed power is ultimately illusory.” Jiren’s voice came from behind. Gabe turned around sharply, only to see a black afterimage. Jiren had somehow circled behind him and was slashing at the back of his neck with a whistling sound.
"Watch out!" Lin Ye's roar pierced through the energy barrier, causing the preparation zone of the Seventh Universe to buzz.
Almost instinctively, Gabe rolled to the side. Jiren's hand chopped past his shoulder, and the resulting shockwave tore his combat suit apart instantly, leaving a trail of blood that arced through the air.
The green-haired Saiyan suddenly laughed, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Brother Lin Ye is right, bonds are not a burden... they are courage!"
A net-like green pattern suddenly appeared within the golden aura—the berserk form that Saiyans from Universe 6 awaken only in dire circumstances. Cabba's speed increased several times over, leaving dozens of afterimages on the arena as his fists rained down on Jiren.
"Bang bang bang!"
The muffled thuds of energy collisions continued one after another. Although Jiren blocked most of the attacks with his arms, three punches landed solidly on his chest.
Jiren took a small step back, glancing down at the spot where he had been struck; a faint fist mark remained on his black battle suit. He looked up, a hint of approval finally flashing in his eyes: "A bit of improvement."
"It's not over yet!" Gabe roared and pounced again.
"But it's not enough."
Jiren's figure suddenly vanished, and the next second he had grabbed Gabe's wrist. Black energy condensed into a vortex in his palm, and Gabe's screams stopped abruptly. He flew off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
Just as his body was about to hit the ground, the green-haired Saiyan suddenly used his last bit of strength to turn around and roar in Lin Ye's direction: "Now! The move we practiced!"
Lin Ye's pupils suddenly contracted—Gabe had mentioned "Saiyan Twin Explosion." That was a combined technique they had practiced for three months in the gravity chamber of Universe Six, requiring both of them to simultaneously raise their emotions to their peak and resonate their bloodline energy to activate it.
"Gabe of Universe Six, eliminated." The High Priest's voice was devoid of any emotion.
As the medical robots carried Gabe through the seventh universe's preparation zone, the green-haired Saiyan suddenly broke free of his restraints and gave Lin Ye a thumbs-up. His lips moved, silently conveying something. Lin Ye understood—he was saying, "I did it."
[System Notification: Saiyan Alliance Bond Value 100%, Ultimate Skill "Saiyan Twin Star Burst" Unlocked.]
Lin Ye clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white from the force. Just then, a loud explosion of energy suddenly came from beside him.
Golden flames blazed like the sun as Frieza stood atop the wreckage of the Universe 3 robots, sneering coldly. Those two robots, once boasting absolute defense, were now twisted metal blocks; the blue light from their energy cores flickered a few times in the ruins before extinguishing completely.
"I've said it before, my strength is far more than this." Frieza licked the blood from his fingertip, a dark red tinge appearing within his golden aura. "These cobbled-together pieces dare to challenge me?"
Beerus suddenly moved closer to Lin Ye, stroking his whiskers with his cat-like fingers: "Be careful of that guy, there's something ominous hidden in his aura. In that move just now, there was a dark energy that even the God of Destruction finds repulsive."
Before Lin Ye could respond, the High Priest's voice rang out again: "Next match, Lin Ye from Universe 7 will face Hit from Universe 6."
A purple figure appeared like a ghost in the center of the arena. Hit's expression remained cold and stern, his short purple hair motionless amidst the energy flow. His eyes, capable of seeing through the flow of time, stared at Lin Ye, as if assessing the value of his prey.
"I will show no mercy." The assassin's voice was colder than ice.
“Perfect, I wasn’t planning on holding back anyway.” Lin Ye’s golden aura soared into the sky, and the virtual screen in front of him rapidly refreshed: [Pre-programming for the Spacetime Collapse Fist has been initiated, analyzing the opponent’s combat pattern…]
Hitt's figure suddenly disappeared.
This is Time-Flash! A technique that can stop time for 0.1 seconds!
But the instant he vanished, Lin Ye's fist slammed towards the spot where he was about to reappear. The golden fist wind tore through the air, colliding perfectly with the reappearing Hit.
"How is this possible?" Hit's pupils contracted sharply, and he was forced to take half a step back to steady himself. He could clearly feel that if that punch had been 0.01 seconds faster, his throat would have been shattered.
[System notification: The time coordinates of Hitler's flash have been predicted, with an error of 0.01 seconds.]
Lin Ye didn't pursue, but simply flexed his wrist: "Your time stop doesn't work on me."
Hit activated his Time-Flash technique again, this time teleporting seven times in succession, each time appearing in Lin Ye's blind spot. But Lin Ye's reaction was even faster; his golden figure left numerous afterimages on the stage, each punch landing precisely where Hit was about to reappear. At one point, Lin Ye's fist even grazed Hit's throat, the shockwave tearing a gash in the assassin's collar.
"Who exactly are you?" Hit's breathing became erratic, and beads of sweat appeared on his purple forehead. "Even the Omni-King's guards couldn't see through my Time-Flash technique."
Lin Ye didn't answer, but instead quickened his attack pace. He knew that Hit was stalling for time; the Flash Time Technique had a cooldown period after each use, and now, that cooldown period was shortening.
When Hit activated the Time-Flash Technique for the eighth time, Lin Ye suddenly turned around and struck behind him with his elbow like a steel whip.
"puff!"
A dull thud echoed, and Hit appeared behind Lin Ye, purple blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He clutched his chest and took two steps back, staring at Lin Ye in disbelief: "You even calculated my cooldown time perfectly?"
"The system doesn't lie." Lin Ye flexed his aching elbows. The data stream on the screen was still scrolling: [Abnormal energy fluctuations detected in the opponent. Enhanced Flash Technique expected to activate in three seconds.]
Hit suddenly stood up straight, and a purple aura surged out like a tide: "It seems I have no choice but to get serious."
His aura surged suddenly, and the surrounding space began to distort slightly. Lin Ye could feel that the flow of time was becoming viscous; this was an enhanced version of the Time-Flash Technique, capable of extending time stop to five seconds!
In that brief moment of frozen time, Lin Ye lost control of his body. He watched helplessly as Hit's fists pounded into his chest again and again, each blow accompanied by excruciating pain that tore at his very soul.
The instant time resumed its flow, Lin Ye crashed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, his golden flames fluctuating violently, threatening to extinguish at any moment.
"Is Universe 7 going to lose?" Zeno asked the guard beside him, tilting his head with curiosity on his chubby face.
"It's not over yet," the high priest replied with a smile.
Lin Ye lay sprawled on the ground, his chest burning as if on fire. The alarm on the virtual screen blared: [Multiple internal bleeding detected; combat strength reduced to 40%. Initiate emergency repair procedures?]
His vision began to blur, and in a daze, he seemed to see Alice's face, the artificial intelligence that sacrificed herself to protect him in the Cell Games, injecting cloned Cell cells into his body before she died.
"Use that move..." Lin Ye gritted his teeth and propped himself up, his nails digging deep into the alloy floor of the arena. "The power Alice gained with her life cannot be wasted here!"
A green light suddenly burst forth from his wound, his damaged internal organs regenerated at a visible speed, and his broken bones made a slight crackling sound.
Hit's pupils suddenly contracted: "This regenerative ability... is exactly the same as that monster called Cell!"
"It's different." Lin Ye suddenly looked up, a dazzling silver light shimmering within the golden aura. "This is a shield forged by the faith of my companions, not the monster's self-healing!"
The spacetime collapse fist condensed once more, and a silver energy vortex spun in his palm, carrying the endurance granted by his regenerative abilities.
Without hesitation, Hit activated his enhanced Time-Flash Technique, the five-second time freeze giving him enough time to deliver a fatal blow. But just as his fist was about to strike Lin Ye, he discovered that his body was being swallowed by a silver vortex.
"How could this be..." Fear appeared in Hitt's voice for the first time.
"System notification: The Spacetime Collapse Fist has been integrated with regenerative energy and can devour time energy."
When the light faded, Hit knelt on one knee on the arena, his purple aura completely dissipated, and he no longer had the strength to stand.
"I lost." The assassin's voice was calm, but his slightly trembling shoulders betrayed his shock. "Your growth rate exceeds the calculations of all universes."
Lin Ye turned and headed towards the preparation area. As he passed through the sixth universe region, he was suddenly stopped by the Supreme Kai.
"Wait a minute!" Supreme Kai ran over holding a green badge, his face still covered in the drink that Champa had splashed on him. "Gabe asked me to give this to you! He said... it's a token of the Saiyan Alliance."
The badge landed in Lin Ye's palm, the cool metallic touch instantly reminding him of Gabe's thumbs-up. The words "Alliance" engraved on it shimmered faintly under the energy beams.
He gripped the badge tightly and looked up at the preparation area of Universe 11. Jiren stood in the shadows, his gaze fixed on him as if it were a tangible presence.
Next up, it's their turn.
Chapter 341: The God of Destruction's Bet
The arena of the Tournament of Power resembled ruins ravaged by a raging storm, with broken energy beams crackling at the edges of the ring. The ten surviving contestants each occupied a corner, their taut muscles brimming with energy ready to explode at any moment.
In the preparation area of Universe 7, Goku's knuckles turned white as he gripped the railing: "Only ten left... Lin Ye, Frieza, and Mr. Piccolo, do your best!"
Vegeta snorted coldly, but his eyes were fixed on Jiren on the stage: "That guy hasn't shown his true strength yet."
On the arena, Lin Ye's combat boots crushed a cracked alloy plate. The system screen unfolded before his eyes, with ten flashing red dots representing the positions of the remaining fighters. Jiren's black aura was like a javelin stuck in the center of the arena, its energy reading several times that of the others; Frieza's golden aura wandered to the left, occasionally flashing provocatively in Jiren's direction; Piccolo and Hit's green and purple lights were very close together, clearly having formed a temporary alliance.
"In the final stage, we will adopt a free-for-all mode." The High Priest's scepter drew a golden arc in the air, and the gem at the tip of the scepter projected the rules. "We will continue until only one universe's contestant remains. Let's begin now."
"Great!" The Omni-King clapped his chubby hands and jumped up from his throne, his guards quickly supporting him. "Finally, we're going to see the most intense fight ever!"
Beerus, the God of Destruction of Universe 11, suddenly chuckled, his tail sweeping behind the throne, leaving afterimages: "Beerus, how about we make a bet?"
Piccolo's ears twitched; he could catch whispers from a kilometer away. A green arm slowly rose, a vibrant emerald energy orb gathering in the palm, and the Special Beam Cannon's aiming line quietly locked onto Jiren's back.
"Should we join forces to eliminate Jiren first?" His voice drifted to Lin Ye's ear along with the airflow. "That guy is the biggest threat. The three of us Gashit might not be without a chance of winning."
Before Lin Ye could respond, a blinding golden light suddenly exploded from the left. Frieza shot towards the center of the arena like a golden lightning bolt, his shrill laughter piercing the energy barrier: "The majesty of the cosmic emperor will not tolerate such insolence from this gray monster!"
A golden energy wave, accompanied by a hissing sound like a venomous python spitting its tongue, grazed the ground and shot towards Jiren's back.
"act recklessly."
Jiren didn't even turn his head; with a backhand swipe, he unleashed a black shockwave that swatted away the energy wave like swatting a fly. The golden light crashed into the barrier at the edge of the arena, and the resulting energy rain forced the Kings in the front rows of the stands to retreat.
“This guy…” Piccolo’s pupils contracted. He could feel the overwhelming power hidden in Jiren’s aura. “He’s much stronger than when he fought Gabe just now.”
"Opportunity!" Hit's voice suddenly rang out beside Piccolo, his purple figure already blurring into a blurry afterimage. "Time Dodge..."
Almost simultaneously, Piccolo's Special Beam Cannon burst forth. The green beam and the purple fist shadow formed a pincer attack, hurtling towards Jiren with a sharp whistling sound that tore through space.
But just as the attacks were about to hit, Jiren's black aura suddenly surged, like an invisible shield being unfurled. The two attacks collided and were completely annihilated without even a ripple, leaving not a trace of smoke or dust.
"Is that all you've got?" Jiren slowly turned around, his gray eyes sweeping across the arena. The fighters whose gaze fell upon him instinctively stepped back. "Anyone else want to die?"