"He's unbelievably strong. This guy is countless times stronger than he was four years ago…"
"Now, if he wants to defeat me, he can do it in an instant."
A look of disbelief and dread surfaced in Toppo's eyes. In their last battle, Linze had indeed shown formidable power, but he had definitely not reached this kind of terrifying level!
Now, just standing this far away from him, the pressure from Linze's ki alone was enough to make Toppo feel as if gravity itself had intensified a suffocating, overwhelming force akin to what he once felt facing a God of Destruction.
"It's terrifying…"
Dyspo clicked his tongue and muttered dumbly.
Judging from the explosive ki Linze was now releasing deep red mixed with radiant gold, it wasn't an exaggeration to say he might now be on par with Jiren. In fact, it reminded Dyspo of the energy Goku released when he entered Ultra Instinct but this felt heavier, denser.
"Oh? Your ki has surged dramatically. No wonder you were able to take down Toppo in an instant."
"Now it seems… you really do possess that level of power."
Even Jiren, who rarely reacted to anything, finally showed a flicker of surprise in his otherwise stoic eyes.
The aura radiating from Linze was now more concentrated than anything Jiren had encountered even more refined than the completed Ultra Instinct Goku had once wielded. It felt as if Linze had compressed the sheer primal force of a Super Saiyan God into a compact furnace.
The battle Jiren once deemed boring was now becoming intriguing. For the first time in this exhibition match, he acknowledged the possibility however small—of defeat.
Although he never vocalized it, deep inside, Jiren had always yearned for someone worthy enough to challenge him… to push him to unleash the depths of his own power.
Let him release it all!
Shoom!
At that instant, Linze's form vanished and reappeared directly in front of Jiren, his body coated in a dark red aura with golden static crackling along the edges. This was no ordinary energy this was Divine Pressure, similar to the aura Goku displayed while pushing the boundaries of Super Saiyan God with Kaioken.
The sheer heat distorted the air around him. Even ten feet away, the scorching energy was enough to scorch the ground to glass. If an ordinary mortal had been near, they would have been disintegrated on the spot.
"This is everything I've got," Linze said, his eyes locked with Jiren's. "So now it's your turn to fight seriously, Jiren."
"…Impressive. You're stronger than I anticipated," Jiren replied, his voice low but sharp.
"But if you think this alone makes you my equal, you're still a bit too naive."
"Heh!"
Suddenly, a burst of reddish-black aura erupted from Jiren's body his signature Ki Pressure, which had once shattered Goku's Spirit Bomb. The sky darkened as their auras clashed, the air screaming as the clash of raw power twisted the atmosphere itself.
The battlefield trembled.
The intense release of power from the two sent shockwaves across the landscape, leveling mountain ranges and evaporating clouds.
The entire sky was dyed crimson, distorted by the pressure. The residual ki from both warriors crushed everything within a radius of several kilometers into powdered earth.
Toppo, Dyspo, and the others instinctively retreated hundreds of meters.
Though Toppo had once tapped into the power of a God of Destruction, even he could barely remain standing. Anyone weaker would be instantly vaporized by the sheer force of the ki colliding overhead.
Zzt—Zzzt—Zzzt—!!
The next moment, their bodies blurred.
Neither Toppo nor Dyspo could follow their movements only flashes of red light and concussive sonic booms echoed through the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Shockwave after shockwave erupted as Linze and Jiren exchanged high-speed, high-impact blows. The surrounding environment was completely annihilated with each collision, as if reality itself were crumbling around them.
The real battle had finally begun.
Accompanied by the deep boom of each collision, arcs of red and black lightning crackled through the air like coiling whips of destruction.
Every time the two titans collided, the entire battlefield trembled violently massive shockwaves ripping through the arena floor and gouging massive craters into the terrain, as if a meteor had struck.
"Gulp…"
"Unreal… so strong," Dyspo muttered, his voice shaky. His eyes, capable of perceiving speed near the level of light, could no longer track the two combatants. "That guy… he's even faster than me. I can't see a thing not even an afterimage!"
Earlier, when Toppo had spoken of Linze's terrifying strength, Dyspo hadn't taken it seriously. But now, watching this high-speed brawl unfold, he realized the truth: Linze's raw speed had already surpassed his own something he never thought possible outside of Ultra Instinct or time-manipulating techniques.
…
"I must admit you're impressive," Jiren said, his usually indifferent tone tinged with rare emotion. "You're the first opponent in years who's pushed me this far."
The two exchanged blows at a level beyond even the Gods of Destruction's average pace. Linze's fists, wrapped in a crimson-tinged energy, met Jiren's glowing red aura head-on. Every strike was like a comet crashing down.
Clearly, Jiren was beginning to feel it that excitement, that long-forgotten thrill of real battle. Not since his battles with Gicchin or the brief stirrings from Goku's Ultra Instinct had he felt this sensation ignite within him.
"You seem unusually chatty for someone like you, Jiren," Linze smirked, golden pupils gleaming with anticipation.
Had this been earlier, Jiren wouldn't have uttered a single unnecessary word. His willingness to speak now was a testament to how much Linze was getting under his skin in a good way.
"Tch…" Jiren grunted coldly, his right arm igniting with pure, dense ki—red and black sparks bursting forth as he focused it into a crushing punch.
Without hesitation, Linze matched it, roaring in exhilaration.
BOOM!
The moment their fists clashed, a deafening burst erupted. The surrounding energy exploded into a thousand-meter-wide shock ring, flattening everything in the vicinity like a gravitational collapse.
Linze was hurled backward, spiraling through the air. But even as he tumbled, he spun midair, slammed his feet down to stop the momentum, and surged his aura once more. His arms, still crackling from the force of the impact, were raised and ready.
"Beautiful… More, Jiren!" he bellowed.
Fwoosh!
Without pause, Linze blurred forward again his aura pulsing darker and stronger with every movement.
Swish! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Once more, the two clashed in an inferno of fists. Linze could feel it clearly now: his power wasn't just holding steady it was evolving.
With every strike he threw, he could feel his muscles stretch further, his energy cycling faster, his instincts sharpening.
This was the true blessing of a Saiyan's bloodline. As Goku and Vegeta had proven time and again combat, especially on the brink of defeat, was the crucible through which a Saiyan's power grew exponentially.
Training in isolation, no matter how harsh, could never compare to the evolution forged in real battle.
"Hmph… This is unnatural," Jiren mused silently, his crimson eyes narrowing as he caught a glimpse of Linze's rising power curve. "He's already pushed past his previous peak… and yet, every exchange makes him stronger."
For someone as precise and controlled as Jiren, this development was baffling. There shouldn't be a fighter who could grow mid-battle like this, not unless they tapped into some anomaly like Goku's Ultra Instinct Sign.
"Fall!"
Jiren suddenly vanished and reappeared with a powerful roundhouse aimed straight at Linze's flank.
Linze instinctively raised his right arm to defend
BANG!
Jiren's foot struck hard, sending Linze hurtling like a missile across the rocky field. The shockwave shredded nearby cliffs into dust.
Before Linze could recover, Jiren was already there his punch exploding out of thin air, distorting the very fabric of space from the pressure of its force.
Thump-thump…
A wave of pure danger slammed into Linze's instincts. His pupils narrowed.
Too fast!
With milliseconds to react, Linze threw both arms up to shield his face.
WHAM!
Jiren's invisible shockwave of ki slammed into Linze, blasting him backward again like a ragdoll struck by a freight train.
Smoke and rubble filled the air as Linze's body skipped across the broken terrain.
But even then he was smiling.
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