The murderous intent in Sensui's words was so strong that anyone without much experience could perceive it. The audience felt their backs go cold in person or through media such as TV or the Internet.
How ruthless did a person have to be to have such murderous intentions? Bulma even had a small auditory hallucination, as if she could hear the screams of many hurt lives coming from Sensui's body.
At least from his current personality. It was obvious that it was another 'him' that was acting at this moment; unlike his fragile female version, his masochistic version, or the basic one that was somewhat demure but arrogant.
No, this one was full of blatant and powerful murderous intent, even the holy armor he wore and his golden aura seemed to be stained with dried blood.
"You seem to be the most dangerous of the group," Bulma said before setting her purple aura on fire.
Every trace of Ki was meticulously controlled during her outburst, even vaguely taking the form of a large figure behind Bulma, but not yet materializing into anything.
Sensui noticed this, and his eyes narrowed; a cold wind blew through the stadium, and people could smell the scent of blood in the air. Sensui's aura surged out of his body like a mighty torrent, indicating that he was preparing to fight as well.
Fortunately, the materials for this tournament were sponsored by Capsule Corp, so they were quite sturdy.
Although the arena kept cracking and falling debris, it maintained much of its integrity, indicating its high quality. Bulma then flew quickly towards Sensui, leaving a purple trail in her wake.
Sensui pointed his index finger at Bulma and fired several rather thin beams, causing the blue-haired girl to quickly dodge them. Bulma felt that these attacks were very different from what she had experienced before.
They gave her a bad feeling, as if they were extremely dangerous. She had a suspicion that if she was injured by one of them, she might suffer serious damage and even lose.
This only reinforced the fact that this Sensui personality was not only focused on killing, but had made him extremely efficient, so all of his techniques were dangerous.
Though it was strange to Bulma that he didn't move while flying, as if he was used to staying in one position for a long time, something unthinkable in a martial arts fight, especially one that involved the air.
Then she had a thought, and with a smile on her face, Bulma's flying speed increased, nimbly dodging every energy attack from Sensui, who had a cold expression all the time, although she could sense something else in his emotions.
Desperation and a hint of fear, as if he feared her approach. So when Bulma came in front of him with her right fist outstretched to strike him, Sensui's defenses were not as quick as before, and he received a powerful punch in the abdomen.
The sound of the blow, along with the shockwave it caused, let the observers know the great power behind the blow. Even though Sensui was wearing battle armor, his body inevitably flew into the arena.
With a bang, Sensui's body crashed backward into the arena, kicking up dust. Blood spurted from his mouth, and when he tried to get up, he saw that the armor on his abdomen was torn, but the worst part was how he felt inside.
He felt as if his organs were on fire. Although he was able to sit up quickly due to his physical strength and strong will, Bulma appeared in front of him and cleared the dust that covered him.
Although Sensui's reaction allowed him to see Bulma's every move, this personality did not seem to be very good at hand-to-hand combat, so he could only watch as the girl's knee grew larger and larger in front of his face.
The sound of a broken nose echoed across the stage, Sensui's blood flying through the air as his body slid across the badly damaged arena. Bulma wasted no time, closing in on him as he flew flush to the ground, kicking up dust in his wake.
Bulma spun to gain momentum and kicked hard at Sensui's neck, whose body seemed to retreat ever closer to the edge of the arena, but as Bulma moved in again to strike, a smile appeared on Sensui's cold face.
"Gotcha," Sensui said, and two beams of light shot out of his eyes, hitting Bulma's stomach.
Although Bulma's purple aura shielded her from some of the damage, her body seemed to have been hit by a truck, sending her flying backwards quite hard.
Falling to the ground, Bulma quickly got up, noticing that her shirt was burned and ruined, but that wasn't what was important; it was the ugly burn on her formerly pristine abdomen.
Neither the pain nor the physical weakness caused by Sensui's attacks compared to the psychological shock Bulma was experiencing at that moment. Though she had been injured in her training, she had never been in a fight where she suffered any real damage, so to speak.
Moreover, she was a vain girl and did not hide it, proud of her appearance and the beauty of her body, which was not full of muscles despite her training.
The sight of her flat, white stomach turning to charcoal with blood stains made Bulma ignore the rest of Sensui's words, it seemed as if something had broken inside her.
"...And that is why I will be the one to win," Sensui said, but Bulma honestly barely listened to his babble.
Sensui noticed the strange state the girl was in and felt uncomfortable. He trusted his sixth sense, or rather his 'divine sense'. As a human born with a bit of divine Ki, he perceived and understood the world differently, something that might have contributed to his splitting into seven personalities.
Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of danger, as a personality in charge of assassinations, he could sense that Bulma now wanted to kill him. It was not a murderous intent like his own, cultivated by taking many lives.
No, it was a pure killing intent, perhaps the purest he had ever felt in his entire life. Sensui was smart and quickly rose into the air, managing to dodge a rather powerful purple energy cannon that Bulma fired at the spot where he had been standing.
Bulma's purple aura burned brighter and without any particular control, but instead of rising, it was positioned behind her. The vague image quickly materialized into a projection of Ki that startled Goku and the others.
"Bulma wants to do that? She looks like she's furious," Goku, who knew how Bulma got at certain times of the month, felt sorry for Sensui.
"Bulma is mean, I feel sad for that guy," Krillin, true to his Buddhist beliefs, clasped his hands in prayer for three seconds in honor of Sensui.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH! DO YOU KNOW HOW EXPENSIVE THIS OUTFIT WAS? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH EFFORT I PUT INTO TAKING CARE OF MY SKIN? YOU RUINED IT, YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" Bulma shouted without any sense of decency, pointing her finger at Sensui.
Her face was distorted with anger, and she looked like a madwoman at this point. Ignoring the weakness of her body, because it seemed that the current Sensui's attacks were unusually powerful and debilitating, Bulma projected her plant version directly.
At first, she went all out, trying to save a trump card for the next fight, but Sensui got the better of her. Then everyone could fully appreciate Bulma's Ki projection.
This was a strange woman who looked like Bulma, but her hair was all white, and her temples had white wings. Her back was full of pairs of wings, her wrists, ankles, and even her thighs had highly detailed white wings.
The woman was curled up in a fetal position, as if she were sleeping, pregnant in a womb, and the sphere of what looked like glass around her was that container protecting her from the outside.
For some reason, everyone felt that this being was disconnected from them, from the material world, from reality itself. Her eyes were closed and her expression was calm, as if she was having a pleasant dream.
Her mere presence took away the feeling of weakness from Bulma's body, even though her energy had been greatly depleted, her anger seemed to draw more power from her body, even though she was not dominated by anger, but why did she have to be nice to the one who ruined her perfect abdomen?
She could heal and remove scars with some of the potions she had created, even the Beauty Peach could do that, but nothing could compare to all the care Bulma took to keep her body 'perfect'.
She even avoided looking like a muscle freak! Although her body had smooth, muscular lines, they only gave her attractiveness, not a show of power. Bulma valued her beauty, and Sensui's attack on her was unforgivable.
"What are you?" asked Sensui coldly. He felt that what was in front of him was certainly something different from an ordinary human, like him, a special human.
Ever since he was a child, he knew that he was different, and all his life, up until this moment, he had been proving it. His talent was unmatched, his power was constantly growing, and he even understood the ability to split his personality to better understand the world.
But Bulma showed him something else! He could not understand, nor could he, nor her other personalities, who were watching the battle. For the first time, Sensui felt a strange emotion, as if he had found someone like him for the first time in a long time.
"The one who will kick your ass!" Bulma shouted rudely before flying quickly towards Sensui, but stopped in mid-air when she felt a strange sensation coming from her opponent.
"A personality to live every day, calm, aloof, arrogant but not too much, perfect to flow in this world with tranquility." Sensui's voice came out, but this time it seemed to echo throughout the arena, and a strange, undetectable power surged from his body.
The only thing Bulma could feel now was a strong pressure coming from Sensui. Even his Ki seemed to disappear, as if he were dead or had turned to stone, something that was impossible since Sensui was right in front of her.
"A feisty and protective personality, able to resist and even love any kind of punishment.
A kind personality who can heal all ailments and empathize with others.
A ruthless killer who takes it upon himself to solve the problems we encounter. The other two... You could say they are new. One is an ordinary person, for when we want to see the world from the perspective of a normal human.
The other, an ascetic, concentrates entirely on training, meditation, and the mental state of all personalities, regulating them and seeing that they grow with the rest.
But me... I was born to understand and use the true power inside me that overcomes my senses. None of us is the main one, we are all Sensui, but sometimes it takes another kind of existence to execute the power that lies in us since we were born," Sensui's voice became strangely ethereal, seeming to come from everywhere.
"We are human, we are mortal, we are... divine," as if these words were a trigger, Sensui's battle armor emitted a golden glow and turned into a golden robe that covered his body.
Sensui's golden aura seemed to thicken like honey as it swirled around his body, rising into the air and causing the entire stadium as well as the island to be covered in a warm glow that seemed to resemble the sun.
Whis, watching the result with interest in his eyes, smiled. He had never expected a mere mortal to understand the use of a trace of Divine Ki in such a way. He found this battle interesting.
A fight between a High Dimensional Being and a Divine Being.
The final confrontation between the Dimensional and the Divine was about to end with the clash of the maximum abilities of both fighters. As if in response to Sensui's divine presence, Bulma's ki projection finally opened her eyes.
She just woke up.
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AN: BREAKDOWN BREAKDOWN.