Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Super 17, Defeated
Chapter 23: Super 17, Defeated
"Damn it..." Watching his energy ball being deflected, Super 17 became increasingly furious, though his anger was futile.
"Why do you keep repeating the same few words?" Lin Qi sneered, kicking Super 17 hard and sending him flying.
Super 17 crashed to the ground, landing on one knee. He raised his head, squinting at Lin Qi, who floated in mid-air. This guy... was really annoying!
"Do you really have no final words?" Lin Qi asked again, gesturing toward the weeping No. 18 on the ground.
"Look, you've made your sister cry!"
"Bastard... Stop humiliating me!" Super 17 roared in anger. The repeated taunts had driven him to the brink of madness.
Lin Qi smirked playfully. "I can't help it. I promised Vegeta!"
Since he couldn't tease Vegeta anymore... he'd have to get it all out on Super 17 in one go!
"Damn it..." Super 17 gritted his teeth and propelled himself forward, charging at Lin Qi again.
As Super 17's fist swung toward him, Lin Qi tilted his head slightly to dodge. He clenched his fist and delivered a heavy punch to Super 17's abdomen.
"This is how you throw a punch!" Lin Qi said coldly, his lips curling upward.
"Ugh..." Super 17's eyes widened in disbelief as a groan of pain escaped him. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, utterly shocked.
"Is this all your infinite energy can do?" Lin Qi frowned slightly. "Too weak... I've lost interest in you!"
"Dragon Fist..." Lin Qi tightened his fist and punched Super 17 again. The immense force pierced through Super 17's abdomen.
Lin Qi frowned slightly. This punch was purely based on strength; it wasn't like Goku's Dragon Fist at all.
Piccolo and the others had experienced Goku's true Dragon Fist. Watching Lin Qi now, they felt awkward.
When Lin Qi had shouted "Dragon Fist," they'd thought he knew the move too!
"Goodbye." Lin Qi withdrew his arm without any embarrassment, flicking off the blood disdainfully. He watched as Super 17 fell from the sky.
"17..." No. 18 ran toward Super 17, her tears falling like pearls from a broken string.
Super 17's large abdomen sparked with crackling electricity. In this moment, his once-ferocious demeanor was gone.
No. 18 gently cradled Super 17 in her arms. "Don't worry, I'll collect the Dragon Balls to resurrect all of you..."
"18..." Super 17 gave a sorrowful smile, lifting his hand to wipe away her streaming tears.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to kill Krillin!"
"It's okay... sob..." No. 18's tears flowed even more uncontrollably. She hugged Super 17 tightly. "I don't blame you... I don't blame you!"
"It's all the fault of those two damned doctors..." Uub chimed in.
"...So touching..." Pan sobbed, wiping her own tears.
"Don't worry. We'll go to Aunt Bulma later to get the Dragon Radar," Gohan said, patting Pan's shoulder in comfort.
"...Trunks!" Vegeta groaned as he slowly regained consciousness. Struggling to sit up, he turned to Lin Qi, who stood before him.
"How are you feeling?" Lin Qi asked casually, hands behind his head as he glanced at the grieving No. 18.
Such an emotional scene... Beauty always pairs well with a handsome man.
"Hmph..." Vegeta didn't answer, simply letting out a prideful snort before looking at the devastated land. "Thank you..."
Lin Qi gave Vegeta a strange look but didn't respond. He stood silently, lost in thought, as he watched the grieving group before him.
With Super 17 defeated, the next challenge should be the Shadow Dragons...
The cigar-smoking Shadow Dragon, huh? Sigh, their strength wouldn't be much. When would he return to his own timeline?
He missed that rat and that hairless cat...
Speaking of which, didn't Goku and Vegeta fuse to defeat Syn Shenron later?
Was it Gogeta? Or Goku's Spirit Bomb?
"Lin Qi! Lin Qi!" Gohan cautiously patted Lin Qi's shoulder.
"Huh?" Lin Qi snapped out of his thoughts. "What is it?"
"Do you have any ideas? Dad's still trapped in Hell and can't come back!" Gohan said worriedly.
"Oh..." Lin Qi responded indifferently. Previously, when Piccolo had died, he and Dende had helped Goku return.
But during the Baby saga, Piccolo hadn't died...
"Doesn't he know Instant Transmission..." Lin Qi muttered. As the others looked at him in confusion, he disappeared from sight.
Though he said that, Lin Qi wasn't sure if Goku could return to Earth. After all, Instant Transmission was a technique he had learned from the Yardrats. Who knew how far Hell was from Earth...
"This..."
Before Gohan could finish his puzzled question, Lin Qi returned, bringing Goku from Hell with him.
"Hey, why did you bring me back? What's going on?" Goku grumbled, clearly displeased. "I was just about to fight Pikkon!"
Ignoring Goku's complaints, everyone gathered to discuss their plans.
Though peace had returned to Earth, and all those who had escaped from Hell had been sent back, the damaged environment, the lives lost, and the disasters caused by the battles still needed to be addressed.
Now, it was time to collect the Dragon Balls and make a wish to Shenron.
"Lin Qi, did you defeat the enemy again?" Goku asked, hands behind his head, his tone tinged with jealousy.
Lin Qi gave Goku a nonchalant glance. "Yeah, Vegeta begged me while crying."
"Really?" Goku looked at Vegeta in shock.
"Nonsense!" Vegeta clenched his fists in anger and glared at Lin Qi.
"When have you ever seen me cry? And when have I ever begged you?"
"Sigh... I've never seen the fused 17 before. I'm so jealous of you guys! If I'd known, I wouldn't have gone to Hell..." Goku lamented his missed opportunity.
"In Hell, did you ever fight Janemba?" Lin Qi ignored Vegeta's tantrum and turned to Goku.
"Huh? You know about Janemba?" Goku looked at Lin Qi in surprise, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
"How about we spar sometime?"
"No need..." Lin Qi replied, glancing at Pan, who was walking toward Goku. "You should focus on collecting the Dragon Balls."
Dragged away by Pan, Goku looked reluctant. "Fine, but promise me, Lin Qi, after we collect the Dragon Balls, you have to spar with me!"