Whoosh… Roar!
The intense fire tornado covering most of West City attached itself to the blade of Ryujin Jakka.
The moment it swept out horizontally, the air distorted from the intense heat, and a surging sea of fire covered the sky of West City, quickly catching up to Vegeta flying high in the air with Flight Technique and completely engulfing him.
Before this hellish inferno, Vegeta, whose physique could only be described as 'petite', was instantly swallowed.
"A direct hit! Uchiha Jin's attack landed! Does this finally decide the outcome of this match?"
Below, the sunglasses-wearing host, microphone in hand, shouted at the top of his lungs in commentary.
'Thrilling!'
'So thrilling!'
'This is the level the World Martial Arts Tournament finals should have!'
The cameraman behind him and the viewers at home were speechless.
'Bro, aren't you a bit too dedicated?'
Jin thought this was just a minor scene.
After all, in the later Cell Saga, there was another cameraman brave enough to film.
The only regret was that the commentator wasn't this sunglasses-wearing guy.
But it wasn't surprising.
After all, this guy knew Goku's true strength.
If he were to commentate on the Cell Games, wouldn't Mr. Satan's deception be exposed?
As the fiery power passed through, about two seconds later, with a deafening explosion, a pale white energy wave, like white flames, counteracted the blazing fire, canceling it out.
In the center of the energy flames, Vegeta's figure reformed.
"Pathetic tricks!" Vegeta sneered.
[Galick Gun!]
Releasing all the energy in his body in one burst, completing a 360-degree, dead-angle attack…
It was also the move Vegeta used earlier to kill his subordinate, Nappa.
"Huff... I haven't felt pressure like this in a long time." Sweat had already beaded on Jin's forehead, only to be evaporated in less than a second by the fire ignited by Ryujin Jakka.
He glanced down at the blade in his right hand… the pale silver blade showed some cracks.
"No need to hold back anymore. I have to get serious." After this sigh, Jin slightly raised his head to look at Vegeta again, a meaningful glint flashing in his eyes.
Although he had been mocking Vegeta as the character who gets slapped down the most in the Dragon Ball World, he had to admit...
This guy is strong!
At least, Jin believed that with his current power, if he didn't bring out all his trump cards, he couldn't win.
The Dragon Ball World, the pinnacle of combat power in the 2D World, truly lived up to its name.
'Suddenly, Yhwach doesn't seem like much,' Jin couldn't help but think of Yhwach, whom he could only choose to run from when facing him before.
He secretly decided that after this battle, he would find an opportunity to kill that brain-dead boss who liked killing his own people.
'But the Almighty Ability was still a bit troublesome.'
'Maybe I should wait until I could transform into a Super Saiyan before dealing with him?'
'When physical prowess could achieve absolute suppression, not even the Almighty, not even Over Heaven, would work.'
The best example was that idiot Danzo.
Ten Sharingan, ten revival chances.
Such a broken ability, yet he was killed by a half-dead Sasuke.
It's so laughable.
...
"Hmph! What other abilities? Hurry up and show me, or you'll never have the chance again," Vegeta sneered, thumb pointing at himself.
Seeing this gesture, even his opponent, Jin, couldn't help but want to remind him.
'Please stop pointing your thumb.'
'Don't you know that every time you make this gesture, you get brutally owned?'
'First, on Namek, thinking you had become a Super Saiyan, you boasted arrogantly against Frieza, only to be utterly crushed.'
'Then, you showed off wildly against the second form of Cell, only to let him evolve into his perfect form and get beaten up a second time.'
"Hey! Brother! Stop broadcasting and run!" Jin first reminded the host and cameraman below.
Then, he slowly raised the Ryujin Jakka in his hand level.
Instantly, even laymen could feel the abnormality in the surroundings... no! The entire Earth!
If Jin's initial release of Ryujin Jakka only raised the temperature of West City by over ten degrees, now it was turning the entire Earth into an oven!
...
Hundreds of kilometers away, on the sea, at Kame House.
After Krillin returned from the battlefield and told everyone inside about Yamcha's death, Master Roshi, Bulma, and the others were thunderstruck.
Puar, Yamcha's partner and pet, nearly fainted.
"In recent years, Yamcha's training had indeed become lax," Master Roshi was the first to calm down, lowering his head to analyze.
Although he reluctantly accepted Yamcha into the Turtle Hermit School a few years ago, Master Roshi could see that Yamcha didn't have much talent.
Thus, he turned a blind eye to his slacking during training.
Combined with the terrifying strength Vegeta displayed on TV, to be honest, with the protagonist group missing Goku, only losing one Yamcha while taking down one opponent was a huge gain.
After all, you can't expect everyone to be like Goku, who ignores his beautiful wife and only thinks about training all day.
"Hey! Brother! Stop broadcasting and run!" Just then, everyone heard Jin's voice again from the TV.
Master Roshi, Bulma, Krillin, and the others rushed to the TV.
In the final shot, the cameraman on the ground only managed to capture Jin raising his sword and uttering a phrase in an indifferent tone:
"Bankai - Zanka no Tachi!"
At that moment, the ancient-looking sword in Jin's hand erupted with a dark red light that made heaven and earth pale in comparison.
Bang!!!
The resulting shockwave caused countless TV screens worldwide to shatter.
"Wh-what? What in the world happened?!" Bulma cried out.
"That guy Jin is getting completely serious!" Krillin secretly gulped.
The next second, Krillin tugged at his collar and asked everyone, "Hey, don't you feel really hot?"
In just a few seconds, Krillin found that the sweat seeping from his skin had already soaked his martial arts uniform… the kind where you could wring out several pounds of water with a squeeze.
"Oh hoh hoh~ Bulma, do you want to change clothes? But I don't have women's clothes here. You can just wear under-"
Bang!
Before Master Roshi could finish, Bulma kicked out, directly breaking the old pervert's nose bridge.
Buzz buzz buzz~
Just then, a small helicopter landed on the beach near Kame House.
Getting off were Bulma's parents, Dr. Briefs and Mrs. Briefs.
"Dad, Mom! You're finally here. You scared me to death," Bulma quickly ran out to greet them, letting out a long sigh of relief.
"That friend of yours is really powerful. He destroyed the entire West City," Dr. Briefs said, still somewhat fearful as he recalled the event.
The reason the two came here was naturally because Jin had notified them in advance.
Early on, after deciding to crash the World Martial Arts Tournament and flying towards West City, Jin had called Bulma, telling her to evacuate her family living in West City.
"In that case, why not just choose an uninhabited suburban area for the battle?" Bulma was very puzzled by Jin's behavior.
Was that guy just trying to be a show-off?
"Jin said it's necessary to let the people of this planet know who the real hero saving the world is," Krillin explained for him.
That's right. Although Jin had no interest in being a hero himself, this time, he was truly saving the world.
Jin had no interest in being an anonymous hero.
Since he was saving them, they must properly remember this favor.
He didn't want to end up like the Son Family in the Cell Saga, who worked their butts off only to let others take the credit in the end.
"Huh? And who is this child?" At that moment, Bulma noticed a little girl crying in her mother's arms.
It was Videl.
"The sea... it's evaporating!?" Meanwhile, Krillin and the others who had also come out of Kame House discovered another problem-
The sea level was dropping at a visible rate, and the surface of the sea was emitting water vapor comparable to thick fog!
It was evaporating!
…
At this moment, West City had been reduced to ruins, identical to the parallel world in the original work, ravaged by the evil Androids 17 and 18.
"And this guy... what has he been protecting?!" Piccolo, currently the strongest member of the protagonist group, arrived in West City and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but let out a cry.
Right now, Jin held a sword whose blade was completely black, with faint arc-like fires skimming over its surface, as if made of charcoal fire.
He faced off against Vegeta for the second time.
In the Chat Group of the Dead:
[Unohana: @Yamamoto, Captain-Commander, with all due respect, it feels like Jin's Zanka no Tachi's power... seems to have surpassed yours. At least, it has surpassed yours after you lost your arm.]
To be honest, Unohana was being polite to the Captain-Commander by adding 'seems'.
As someone who personally experienced the Thousand-Year Blood War and witnessed Yamamoto's Bankai, as long as she wasn't blind, she could tell that Jin's Zanka no Tachi had already surpassed Yamamoto's.
[Yamamoto: Hmph! That's why I often say a person's abilities and their moral character are not proportional.]
Yamamoto still held a grudge against Jin for stealing the Bankai of three Captains and using them to pick up girls.
But inwardly, he also felt a bit relieved.
This way, he didn't have to worry about that bastard Yhwach anymore.
However, Yamamoto was a bit worried about that kid Ichigo.
He remembered that human girl who was very skilled in healing techniques was paired with Ichigo.
'Given this bastard Jin's personality, he probably wouldn't let her go...'
As an old member of this group, Yamamoto knew Jin's nature all too well.
He wouldn't necessarily steal every beautiful woman, but he really liked stealing beautiful women who had boyfriends.
[Tobirama: Yamamoto-san is absolutely right. I've also encountered many evil clans whose character and quality were not proportional.]
[Izuna: @Tobirama, Go to hell with that! If it weren't for the fact that this generation of the Senju produced a voluptuous woman like Tsunade to tie that kid down, Sarutobi and Shimura would be your fate!]
[Hashirama: @Izun, Izuna, if you want to curse at Tobirama, just curse at Tobirama. Don't bring Tsuna-chan into this.]
[Tobirama: @Hashirama, Brother, what do you mean by that?]
...
"Zanka no Tachi, Higashi: Kyokujitsujin!"
Amidst the sky-collapsing roar, Jin struck first.
Just as he swung the sword, Zanka no Tachi's blade didn't change much.
However, the moment the tip touched Vegeta's face, endless flames completely destroyed the already ruined West City.
It was like divine punishment descending to reshape the world!
"Bastard!" Vegeta's soft armor was instantly reduced to ashes, and he faintly smelled the burnt aroma of roasted meat coming from his own chest.
How could Vegeta not realize the power of this move?
He spread his hands open like a great bird spreading its wings.
Energy waves erupted from both of his palms.
"Gohan! Get back!!" Piccolo, who had been observing from ten kilometers away, immediately grabbed his son's hand and flew wildly in the opposite direction.
A deafening roar that made heaven and earth pale in comparison came from behind.
Flames and lightning tore through the sky.
If one looked at Earth from space, they would see a red and white speck on the eastern side of the planet growing larger and larger.
...
Thud! Thud!
The symphony of fists, feet, and clashing weapons continuously echoed over the now-empty West City.
A red and a white light rapidly crisscrossed under the dark, sunless twilight.
On the Snake Way, Goku was still running at full speed. Sensing the ki, he muttered to himself,
"Two powerful ki signatures are starting to weaken... Is it Jin and that Saiyan? Is the match about to be decided?"
Thinking this, Goku sped up again, whispering to himself, "Wait for me, wait for me! I'm almost there!"
...
Vegeta, whose soft armor was now less than one-third intact, his blue undersuit torn in several places, gasped for breath, blood staining half his face.
Jin opposite him was in a similar state.
His White Shihakusho was torn open at the waist, revealing solid abdominal muscles and several bloody wounds.
Vegeta's gaze shifted sideways, and the next instant, he burst forth with energy.
Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sharply turned his body sideways.
Simultaneously, his right hand spun back incredibly, like a top student twirling a pen, striking Vegeta's lower back with the back of the sword.
The intense pain in his lower back nearly made Vegeta kneel.
But he stubbornly mustered the last bit of energy, lifted his heel, and kicked Jin in the chin.
A mouthful of blood instantly spurted out uncontrollably.
Vegeta grunted, violently flying up a hundred meters into the air.
He formed his hands into beast-like claws, palms facing each other.
A light purple energy wave erupted from his entire body.
"I'm done playing! Disappear along with this planet, low-class warrior!"
"Although you're also scum! I still hold a certain respect for the Saiyan Prince! I'll make it quick for you!"
Jin rotated the sword hilt.
The blade glowed with a dazzling white light.
"Galick Gun!!!"
"Zanka no Tachi, Kita: Tenchi Kaijin!!!"