Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 512 It's good that he died! He can learn the ultimate move now that he's dead.

Dragon Ball Fang Yu's consciousness gradually became clear amidst the chaos.

He looked down blankly at his unharmed body, then touched his chest—there was no blood hole, no tearing pain, as if his recent death from exploding body was just an illusion.

"What's going on?" He frowned and looked around, finding himself standing on a track that seemed to have no end.

On either side of the runway is distorted void, with occasional glimpses of unfamiliar nebulae and shattered spacetime rifts.

In the distance, a blurry portal of light appeared and disappeared, like some kind of guidance.

"It's over."

After seeing all this, he finally understood.

"After the Demon Sealing Wave was activated, it ignored the heart of the Earth Grudge Fear and directly caused my body to explode!"

Stephen Fang: "Mine, mine."

In other words, the main god Fang Yu couldn't break through the main god's barrier, otherwise he would have said it was his own fault.

Because Freddy and Jason, like the Grey Knight, are also undead evil beings.

Meanwhile, backstage at the World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament.

Master Roshi stared at Fang Yu's corpse on the ground, his eyes wide behind his sunglasses, his chin almost hitting his feet.

He hurriedly squatted down, his hands trembling as he checked Fang Yu's breath, then abruptly withdrew his hand—it was ice cold!

"It's all over, all over, all over!" Master Roshi was so anxious that he spun around in circles, beads of sweat the size of beans appearing on his bald head. "Why didn't this kid listen to advice! We agreed not to use ki! Now look what's happened, he's dead!"

He frantically tugged at his hair, which didn't even exist, completely forgetting that he had reverted to Master Roshi's form instead of Jackie Chan's; he was clearly in a panic.

"How am I supposed to explain this to the organizers? 'The champion died on the spot because he learned a forbidden move'? The martial arts tournament is turning into a murder scene!"

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, a glint of light flashing in his sunglasses: "Wait."

He abruptly squatted back down beside the corpse, carefully examining the residual energy in Fang Yu's meridians. The more he looked, the more alarmed he became. "Something's not right! This kid couldn't even use the Kamehameha properly before, how come he can suddenly unleash the Demon Sealing Wave? This leap in talent is too outrageous!"

He recalled the almost tyrannical airflow manipulation Fang Yu had displayed when he learned the move, and belatedly felt a chill run down his spine. "Could it be that he had been hiding this kind of strength all along?"

The approaching footsteps of staff approached from afar. Master Roshi jumped up with a start, frantically pulling off his cloak to cover the corpse. He chuckled dryly to himself, muttering, "Haha, young people are just lazy. The competition must have been too tiring!" He then secretly kicked the "sleeping Fang Yu" under the sofa, turning to face the host who pushed open the door. His smile was stiff, as if he'd been hit by Tien Shinhan's Sun Punch: "Yo! Looking for the champion's autograph? He...he went to the toilet! Diarrhea! The really bad kind!"

The host glanced suspiciously at Master Roshi's twitching eye, then at the hem of his shirt peeking out from under the sofa, and silently took a half-step back: "Then I'll come back later?"

"Very well! Goodbye!" Master Roshi slammed the door shut, turned around and collapsed to the ground, looking at the corpse with a tearful expression: "You died cleanly, but my lifelong reputation will be buried with you!"

"Assassinate the champion? Steal the prize money? Or is it jealousy of the champion, or is it a case of heaven being jealous of talent?"

"otherwise"

"Run away?"

suddenly
"Ahhhh!"

A piercing scream erupted from the next venue!

Master Roshi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the scream. He quickly stuffed Fang Yu's body into the locker, covered it haphazardly with a few Taoist robes, and rushed out.

The corridor was already crowded with people, including contestants, staff, and even judges, all huddled together, their faces filled with fear and disbelief.

Master Roshi pushed his way through the crowd to the front, but the sight before him made him freeze in place.
Krillin lay on the ground, his chest pierced, blood staining his orange martial arts uniform. His eyes were still open, as if he had seen something incredible before he died.

"Kukrin?!" Master Roshi's voice trembled, his legs almost unable to support his body.

Tien Shinhan stood to the side, all three of his eyes wide open. "How could anyone kill this kid in such a short time?!" Master Shen, unusually, did not mock him. Instead, he looked around with a gloomy face: "To be able to kill someone silently at the World Martial Arts Tournament, the opponent's strength is not simple."

Goku knelt beside Krillin, his hands trembling as he reached out and closed his eyes, a hoarse question escaping his throat: "What... happened?"

At this moment, a staff member stammered, "I...I just saw a dark shadow flash by, and then Krillin...he fell down."

"A dark figure?" Little Goku turned his head sharply, his eyes burning with anger. "Which way did it go?!"

The staff member pointed tremblingly to the end of the corridor: "It looks like it's heading towards the arena."

"Don't run!"

Wukong said as he chased after him, but he only took two steps before collapsing to the ground.
Bulma rushed forward to help Goku up, only to find that Goku was extremely weak. The final battle had exhausted him too much, and he was now unable to chase anyone.

"Goku! Are you alright?" Bulma anxiously checked Goku's condition and found that he was burning up with fever, clearly due to excessive physical exhaustion.

"I...I'm fine." Wukong gritted his teeth, trying to stand up, but his legs gave way and he knelt down again. "Damn it...of all times like this."

Tien Shinhan snorted coldly, "I'd like to see who's so strong!"

His three eyes scanned his surroundings warily, then he suddenly realized something. "Where did that guy go?"

He was asking about Fang Yu, of course.

The entire backstage area was in complete chaos, but the champion was nowhere to be seen.

Master Roshi suddenly slapped his forehead, his sunglasses tilting to one side: "Oh no! Could Yu have been killed too?! We need to find his body quickly!"

This statement caused everyone present to gasp in shock.

The host turned pale: "No way? The champion was..."

Wukong was dumbfounded!

"Wh-what!?"

Bulma immediately lost her temper, grabbing Master Roshi's collar and yelling, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Master Roshi wiped his brow. "I was just kidding. Anyway, let's check if there's any danger around us first. We need to preserve Krillin's body. We can use the Dragon Balls to revive him."

"Four-Star Goku!" Goku suddenly stood up, his tail fur standing on end. "Krillin went to get the Four-Star Goku for me!"

He turned and rushed toward the storage room, with Bulma and Master Roshi quickly following.

In front of the locker, the Golden Cudgel lay quietly on the ground, while the small cloth bag that should have contained the four-star star was empty, leaving only a shocking pool of blood.

"Someone...someone stole the Four-Star Dragon Ball!" Goku's voice trembled, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "They killed Krillin to steal the Dragon Balls!"

The host then noticed the bloodstains on the ground. "Ah! So, that means Klin was killed here, dragged around, and dumped outside?"

Upon hearing this, Little Goku clenched his fists, "Damn it!!! Aaaaaaah!"

That is to say, Fang Yu is not here.

If he were to add two more blows, Goku might get too excited and activate his Super Saiyan form prematurely.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Fang Yu of Dragon Ball, who was already running aimlessly along the Serpent Path in Hell, thought to himself as he ran: "If my trump card, the Kaioken and the Spirit Bomb, makes King Kai laugh, maybe I can learn a move or two from him."

"Could this turn out to be a blessing in disguise?"

"Speaking of which, if I die, does that mean Krillin will die too?"

(End of this chapter)