Chapter 93: Can't Hold on for Long

"Great!"

In the smoke, Jiren was already furious. He shot his energy wave at Sun Wukong regardless of anything.

Sun Wukong indifferently stretched out two fingers to his forehead and disappeared quickly.

"Swoosh"

But this made No. 17, who was still watching the fight on the ring, suffer. The fast and fierce energy wave shot towards him quickly.

He rushed to the ground next to him and dodged the attack with his hands on his head.

"Bang"

The powerful energy wave spanned the entire ring, passed through the stands and disappeared into the endless world of nothingness.

The powerful energy wave whizzed past him. Krillin swallowed hard and looked at the steps that had disappeared next to him. Did he just pass by death?

The angels of the 9th and 10th universes, who were originally sitting in the stands that were not damaged, fell to the sides of Weiss.

"Really, watching a big game may be life-threatening!" The angel of the 10th universe complained carelessly.

As soon as these words came out, Krillin's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was simply risking his life to watch the final fight!

"Haha." This attack was Jiren's most powerful energy release. He gasped and waited for the smoke to dissipate, but soon he sensed a trace of energy fluctuations.

"Ha" Sun Wukong had appeared above Jiren, and his hands were on his waist and he had gathered his energy!

"Kameha. Qi."

"Gong! Ha."

Just as Jiren turned his head to look, the powerful Kamehameha Qigong hit Jiren, and the dazzling light instantly flooded the entire ring.

Time seemed to stop suddenly at this moment, so people's expressions were captured by Ye Tian's eyes. He murmured, "Is the winner already decided?"

It was really exciting. He couldn't wait to go up and fight them after so many turns!

Of course, he couldn't beat Vegeta, couldn't beat Sun Wukong, and couldn't beat Jiren

Alas, the Great King is so humble! He's not strong enough!

Ye Tian on the throne had already lost his soul, and the smoke on the ring finally dissipated.

Sun Wukong fell back to the ground and looked at the bottomless pit under his feet. It was the hole pierced by Kamehameha. Jiren's figure was no longer visible.

The people in the stands came back to their senses at this time and screamed one by one.

The clown God of Destruction had a complicated expression. He looked at the ring with difficulty, trying to find Jiren's figure, "Where is Jiren?"

"Did he fall down?" Bardock turned his head and looked at the stands of the 11th universe.

"No way!" The Kai King of the 11th universe shouted, and he looked around, trying to find it.

Jiren was not eliminated, because Jiren's figure did not appear on the stands, so the game continued!

"No. He was not eliminated!" Piccolo widened his eyes, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"There!" The angel of the 11th universe had sharp eyes and pointed to the bottom of the ring that was pierced.

"Haha." Jiren grabbed a rock at the lowest part of the ring with his hands. He adjusted his breath a little and then flew up along the hole and returned to the ring.

"You just took advantage of my unpreparedness to attack me!" Jiren roared angrily and looked at Sun Wukong on the opposite side, "This is not powerful! This is called a sneak attack!"

"Haaaaa"

Jiren roared again and burst out with powerful energy, attacking Sun Wukong, and the two fought in close combat again.

Jiren's madness has slowly subsided, his eyes suddenly became cold, he grabbed Sun Wukong's fist, and planned to throw him out.

"Swish"

Sun Wukong was not thrown far away, he quickly stabilized his body, and shot a Qigong wave at Jiren.

Jiren quickly dodged, and after avoiding the Qigong wave, he kept closing the distance with Sun Wukong and punched again.

"Bang, bang, bang"

"Pa, pa, pa"

The two figures kept flashing around the ring, but basically Jiren attacked more, and Sun Wukong blocked and dodged.

You can't say that Jiren was suppressing Sun Wukong in the fight, because Sun Wukong could always accurately grasp Jiren's flaws and give him a fierce blow.

"Hit! Hit again!" Bardock shouted excitedly, more excited than fighting in the ring.

"Quick, Goku just beat that bastard out of the ring!" Beerus also shouted, cheering for Sun Wukong.

"Um" Jiren felt the burning pain on his cheeks, and the taste of rust overflowing from his mouth. His coldness began to turn into madness again, and he punched Sun Wukong again without any reason.

What greeted was Sun Wukong's retreat and evasion. Jiren, who had lost his mind, had more flaws. Sun Wukong directly hit Jiren's jaw with a straight hook.

The people from Universe 7 sitting in the stands cheered and cheered for Sun Wukong.

"Very good. We will beat him soon!"

"Goku, come on!"

Whis looked at the ring with a serious face and poured cold water on everyone, "It's a pity! Mr. Goku may not win!"

"Hey, Whis, what nonsense are you talking about." Beerus widened his eyes and turned to look at Whis. He couldn't believe that Whis would say such a thing to destroy his prestige.

"Jiren's strength is unfathomable, so Goku has to increase his speed even if he will be counterattacked."

"Such an increase is a heavy burden on Goku's body. How can it be so easy to let the body act on its own."

"This kind of Ultra Instinct doesn't count! If you want to use it proficiently, Goku's practice is not enough."

Listening to Whis's series of explanations, everyone had countless question marks on their heads.

Although they didn't understand it very well, it didn't prevent everyone from reaching a unanimous understanding, that is, Goku couldn't hold on for long in such a battle and might even fail!

"Haaaaaa"

Jiren's attack became faster and more fierce, with a posture that he would not give up until he could hit Sun Wukong, but this posture was useless. He still couldn't hit Sun Wukong, but was hit by Sun Wukong several times.

"Bang bang bang"

Unremitting efforts are still rewarded. With Jiren's perseverance, his speed finally reached the extreme.

He felt Sun Wukong's attack, and he suddenly turned his head to avoid Sun Wukong's fist that was rubbing against his ear, and then he turned around and kicked out.

Sun Wukong hurriedly crossed his hands and stretched out his hand to block Jiren's kick, while he quickly retreated to distance himself.

The air waves were slowly receding, and the silver light in Sun Wukong's eyes was also slowly fading.