But...
Let's not forget that the Seventh Universe currently has a Mortal Level of 4.20, while the Sixth Universe only has 4.0.
The Seventh Universe must certainly have some terrifying experts hidden in the other arenas. As for who would ultimately win this Universal Martial Arts Tournament, it was still anyone's guess.
『Oh? Look over there at the Peak Division arena. That green-skinned guy is pretty interesting!』Heles, the female God of Destruction, pointed downward.
Following Heles's finger, Gran realized that they were talking about Piccolo.
Piccolo's opponent was a green, onion-like alien. Piccolo was surrounded by a burst of white light, while his opponent radiated green light.
The two beams of light continuously intertwined in the sky, and the intensity of their battle left the spectators gasping in amazement!
The clown-like Belmod stroked his chin.
『This guy's tested battle power is only 1.8 billion, while his opponent has 2.5 billion. Among mortals, that difference is already enormous. I didn't expect him to actually hold his own against his opponent.』
The fluffy-haired Iwan narrowed his eyes.
『His Martial Arts Realm is higher than his opponent's. That's why he can accomplish this.』
The Martial Arts Realm did not refer to a single realm of cultivation. Rather, it was a combination of various aspects of martial arts, such as bodily instincts, combat techniques, control over power, and more.
『His combat techniques...』
Rumsshi frowned thoughtfully.
『Why do I feel like I'm seeing something familiar in him?』
As soon as he said this, all the Gods of Destruction froze for a moment.
Now that they thought about it, they could also sense a faint familiarity in Piccolo.
Beerus and Whis exchanged glances before both of them couldn't help but smile.
Naturally, they knew exactly why these guys were feeling that way.
『What are you two laughing about?』the mummy-like Arak asked.
『What we laugh about is none of your damn business.』Beerus snapped impatiently.
Gran desperately suppressed his laughter.
Lord Beerus's temper really was as terrible as ever!
『You...』
Arak was genuinely furious.
The Angel of the Fifth Universe, Cukatail, couldn't stand watching any longer.
『Lord Arak, that familiar feeling you sense from him actually has something to do with Gran.』
The moment those words fell...
A flash of realization seemed to pass through the minds of all the Gods of Destruction.
Right!
That presence really did resemble Gran!
Champa hurriedly asked,
『Gran, did you teach that guy how to cultivate?』
The other Gods of Destruction also perked up their ears.
Gran didn't bother hiding it.
『Yes. About five or six years ago, I taught Piccolo for two months. That's why you can see traces of my influence in him.』
『Damn it!』
Champa clutched his head.
『No wonder he got matched against someone with 2.5 billion battle power! So he was trained by you!』
According to the matching system designed by Vados and Whis, opponents of roughly equal strength were deliberately matched together.
If Piccolo hadn't possessed such a profound Martial Arts Realm and only had his 1.8 billion battle power, he definitely wouldn't have been matched against that green onion!
Beerus leaned over and stuck his tongue out at Champa.
『Bleeeh! That Namekian was taught by Gran. Your green onion from the Sixth Universe is doomed to lose!』
『You...』
Champa's chest heaved violently with anger.
He desperately wanted to argue, but Beerus was right.
This was someone personally taught by Gran.
How could he possibly lose?!
Sure enough...
Angel Kusu's lips curled slightly upward.
『That green onion is going to lose.』
Down in the arena.
BOOM!
BOOM!
Two figures repeatedly collided across the arena, the force of their clashes creating endless waves of violent wind.
Under the assault of those winds, the martial artists standing around the arena could barely remain on their feet.
『Y-You... How did you do that? Why can you disperse so much of my power?!』the green onion roared hysterically.
His strength was clearly far greater than his opponent's.
Yet he couldn't instantly kill Piccolo.
Every time they fought, Piccolo was able to somehow redirect and disperse part of his power!
As a result, he couldn't fully unleash the might of his 2.5 billion battle power!
『Naturally, that's because I had a good teacher. He taught me many things, and I will never forget his kindness for the rest of my life!』
『Your teacher? Hmph! That man isn't even participating in this tournament. In the end, you're still the one who's going to lose!』
『This Universal Martial Arts Tournament was held by Lord Gran. I absolutely will not lose. Come and see for yourself!』
『Take this!』
The green onion swung his fist.
That single punch contained the full might of 2.5 billion battle power.
SMACK!
Piccolo raised both arms and crossed them in front of his chest.
The fist slammed directly into his guard.
Piccolo had once received Gran's teachings, and his combat techniques were extraordinarily profound. Using an incredibly strange posture, he dispersed one-third of the force behind the punch.
But even after that, the attack still contained the equivalent of roughly 1.7 billion battle power!
Piccolo's body was forced backward again and again.
『Damn it! His combat techniques are terrifying! I can't give him even a moment to catch his breath. While he's injured, I'll finish him!』
The green onion raised both hands repeatedly, firing one energy blast after another toward Piccolo.
BOOM!
BOOM!
The infamous Prince-style barrage reappeared on the battlefield!
Finally, the green onion raised both hands and condensed an enormous energy sphere with a diameter of fifty meters.
『Go!!』
BOOM!
The moment the energy sphere reached Piccolo, it exploded.
Flames erupted across the arena.
『Hah... hah... He shouldn't be able to stand after that, right?!』
The green onion panted heavily.
And then...
A thunderous roar suddenly erupted from within the flames.
『SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!!!』
『W-What?!』
The green onion's expression changed drastically.
SHWOOOOSH!!!
A spiraling beam of energy burst from within the flames.
The power contained within the attack had actually reached 3 billion!
It was as though the attack could pierce space itself!
And then...
It shot straight through the green onion's chest!
『PFFT!』
The green onion dropped to one knee.
He clutched his chest as a mouthful of green blood sprayed from his lips.
Only then did Piccolo slowly emerge from the flames.
He was covered in injuries as well.
Half of one of his legs had even been blown away.
Piccolo looked utterly battered. It was obvious that this battle had been incredibly difficult for him.
Limping forward, he walked up to the green onion.
『You lost.』
The green onion could no longer hold himself up.
His body collapsed directly onto the arena floor.
A mechanical voice rang out across the arena:
[Mr. Green Onion has remained unconscious for more than 10 seconds. Mr. Piccolo has achieved the final victory. The Seventh Universe receives 7 points!]
After the announcement ended, Piccolo raised his head.
He looked toward Gran in the spectator stands and murmured,
『Lord Gran, I didn't disappoint you!』
In the stands.
Gran had also seen Piccolo's lips move.
The corners of his mouth curled upward.
『Not bad.』
That green onion had possessed 2.5 billion battle power.
In the anime, that was already roughly comparable to Perfect Cell!
And yet Piccolo had still won!
Gran could also tell just how difficult the battle had been for Piccolo.
Faced with the green onion's attacks, dodging simply wasn't an option.
Piccolo could only use everything he had to disperse the force behind every single attack.
The moment he made even one mistake, he would be killed instantly!
『Hahahaha!!』
At that moment, Beerus pointed at Champa's nose and burst into laughter.
『See that?! So what if your guy was stronger? Didn't he still lose in the end?!』
『You...』
Champa stiffened his neck and pointed toward the scoreboard above.
The numbers displayed on the glowing scoreboard were:
1305 vs. 1902
He roared at Beerus,
『The Sixth Universe is still in the lead! What are you getting so smug about?!』
『...』
Beerus immediately fell silent.
Seeing this, the other Gods of Destruction couldn't hold themselves back any longer.
They all burst out laughing.
It was rare to see Beerus get humiliated like this. How could they possibly let such an opportunity pass?
Beerus turned toward the other Gods of Destruction and angrily shouted,
『What are you laughing at?!』
『We weren't laughing at you. Why are you getting so worked up?』Belmod said with the corners of his mouth raised.
Rumsshi immediately chimed in.
『Exactly. We weren't laughing at you. We were just thinking about something amusing. Is even that not allowed?』
The other Gods of Destruction nodded along.
『You...』
Beerus rolled up his nonexistent sleeves.
He was ready to take them all on.
Gran placed a hand on Beerus's shoulder and said calmly,
『You're laughing at my Lord Beerus. Then the patent fee is going up again...』
Gran hadn't even finished speaking when...
Silence!
The entire area fell deathly quiet.
Every God of Destruction immediately covered their mouth.
They weren't laughing anymore, but the pitiful expressions in their eyes seemed to say:
Gran, how could you do this to us?
Seeing this scene, the Angels were completely speechless.
They were Gods of Destruction, yet they had actually been bullied to this extent by someone else.
It was simply ridiculous!
『Hahahaha! Why aren't you laughing anymore?』Beerus laughed triumphantly.
The other Gods of Destruction could only grit their teeth in silence.
Beerus continued mocking them for a while, but eventually stopped teasing them.
He turned toward Gran and nodded with satisfaction.
『Not bad, not bad. All these years of spoiling you weren't wasted after all.』
『...』
Aside from sleeping, what have you actually done all these years?
Gran couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
『Alright, let's continue watching the matches.』
Gran completely ignored Beerus.
He crossed his arms and continued watching the battles below.
The other Gods of Destruction also refocused their attention on the arenas.
The spectator stands soon became quiet again.
Time continued to pass.
The score between the two universes continued to climb.
1305 vs. 1902!
1561 vs. 2123!
...
20,009 vs. 24,571!
The Seventh Universe remained behind the Sixth Universe throughout.
However...
At this stage, the battles ending quickly were basically all taking place in the Beginner and Intermediate Divisions.
The Seventh Universe's contestants simply couldn't compete with the Sixth Universe in the lower divisions.
Beerus and Champa knew this.
The other Gods of Destruction knew it as well.
But Bulma didn't.
She grabbed Gran's arm anxiously.
『Gran, are we going to lose?』
Gran's expression remained completely calm.
『Although the Seventh Universe has slightly greater potential, we simply haven't had enough time. It's perfectly normal that we can't compete with the Sixth Universe right now.』
Old Kai nodded.
『A tournament naturally has winners and losers. It doesn't really matter who wins or loses. What we want is the influence created by the Universal Martial Arts Tournament.』
『But I don't want the Seventh Universe to lose.』
Bulma was a citizen of the Seventh Universe.
She genuinely didn't want her universe to lose.
『Bulma, calm down. Who said the Seventh Universe is definitely going to lose? These are only the lower divisions. Look over there at the Intermediate Division...』
Beerus crossed his arms.
Before he could finish...
『Hmm?』
The attention of the various gods was suddenly drawn toward several other arenas.
Gran also looked over.
At several other arenas.
『Piccolo already won. I can't fall behind either. Watch this!』
『Hmph! It's not over until the very end. I refuse to give up!』
『I'm a disciple of the Turtle School. I absolutely won't disgrace the Turtle School!』
『...』
Yamcha, Tien, and Krillin had realized that Piccolo had already won.
Inspired by him, they began going all out.
Yamcha only had 300,000 battle power, but he fought by exchanging injuries for injuries. In the end, he relied on the Wolf Fang Fist to knock down his opponent, who possessed 350,000 battle power, with a single blow.
Tien only had 1.2 million battle power, yet he used the Four Witches Technique, followed by the New Tri-Beam, to forcibly blast an opponent with 1.5 million battle power out of the arena!
As for Krillin...
Krillin possessed 900,000 battle power, while his opponent was a powerhouse with 1.1 million.
Although he was behind by 200,000 battle power, Krillin was a fellow disciple of Son Goku.
He had received Master Roshi's guidance at the same time as Goku.
Perhaps when he was young, he had carried many ulterior motives in his heart.
He had even neglected his training for a period of time after the Namek Saga.
But after Future Trunks arrived on Earth, and after the intensive training he had undergone over the past year, Krillin once again came to understand the true principles of the Turtle School:
Eat well. Sleep well. Study well. Fight well...
It was precisely because of this martial arts philosophy that Krillin was able to adapt to every move his opponent made during this Universal Martial Arts Tournament.
In the end, relying on the unexpected nature of the Solar Flare, he seized the fruit of victory!
『These guys are pretty interesting too!』Iwan, the God of Destruction of the First Universe, said thoughtfully.
『Indeed. The martial arts they practice seem to belong to the same lineage.』Arak, the God of Destruction of the Fifth Universe, said with a frown.
It wasn't only the Gods of Destruction who were puzzled.
Even the other Angels were somewhat astonished.
They could actually see faint traces of the Angelic martial arts lineage in Krillin and the others.
That was strange.
After all, none of them had ever personally taught these people.
『Oh ho ho ho~~』
As someone who knew the truth, Whis couldn't help laughing.
Vados was also secretly giggling.
The reactions of the two siblings left the other Angels completely bewildered.
Margarita, the Angel of the Eleventh Universe, frowned.
『What are you two laughing about?』
Awamo, the Angel of the First Universe, asked tentatively,
『Could it be that the two of you taught them their martial arts?』
Cukatail, the Angel of the Fourth Universe, shook his head.
『No. Although there are some traces of your influence on them, their Martial Arts Realm is still far too crude. There's no way the two of you personally taught them.』
The other Angels also began asking questions.
Only the Grand Minister Kusu remained deep in thought.
『It's a secret. Don't ask so many questions.』Whis glanced at his elder sister before chuckling.
Belmod was completely lost by the Angels' conversation.
『Big Elephant, what are they talking about?』
END OF CHAPTER
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