Years ago, when Gran sparred with the Elder of Metamor Planet, his body instincts had already broken through to Second Level.
Over the following years, under the guidance of Beerus and Whis, his body instincts had gradually reached Second Level, Peak.
The Second Level, Peak, was considered the absolute limit for mortals.
Now, after ten years, during this battle against Champa, his bottleneck finally began to loosen.
"Really…"
The Old Supreme Kai scrutinized him carefully, eyes lighting up with elation.
"I thought he was just looking for a fight, but it turns out he's trying to break through himself."
"Old Supreme Kai, you've got that all wrong," Whis shook his head.
"Huh?"
The Old Supreme Kai's mouth gaped wide enough to fit an egg.
"You old fool, you've really lost your wits!"
Beerus crossed his arms, voice dripping with irritation.
"Gran's body instincts had already hit their limit years ago. He's tried countless times to break through since then, and yet he's never succeeded!"
"He'd long since taken a Zen approach to his body's instincts. Didn't you notice how unenthusiastic he was when he fought that guy from the Fourth Universe?"
"Gran just wanted a simple, satisfying fight, but…"
Beerus couldn't help laughing.
"Who would have thought that, by some twist of fate, his bottleneck would begin to loosen?"
Beside them, the cool and composed Vados remained silent, pressing her lips together. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.
Then
BOOOOM!
Far-off, the shattered starfield erupted in violent collisions once again.
Silver light. Violet light. They intertwined and danced in the void.
It was clear now—Gran's body instincts were loosening at the bottleneck. And Champa wasn't holding back. If anything, he had become even more brutal.
BAM!
Their fists collided!
The starfield compressed, expanded, and shattered. Black holes erupted and swallowed everything in a chaotic rhythm, like a scene from Ragnarok. The sight alone sent shivers down the spine.
Champa quickly deflected the force, pivoting to land a punch on Gran's cheek.
"AAAHHH!!"
Pain blurred Gran's mind, but he didn't fly backward. Instead, his head twisted at an almost impossible angle—locking eyes with the fat purple brute beside him.
"Lord Champa!"
Gran roared, abandoning defense entirely, and struck with his own punch.
BAM!!!
This time, he connected with Champa's cheek. The force of First Level Divine Realm power detonated, tearing nearby black holes into fragments.
Champa was sent flying.
"Hahaha! Keep it coming!"
Gran had no awareness that his body instincts had begun to loosen. At this moment, he was simply lost in the joy of battle.
Whoosh!
Like the fastest light in existence, Gran surged forward.
"Well done, kid!"
Champa steadied himself. Seeing Gran approaching, excitement lit up his features.
"Interesting… truly interesting!"
"I want to see how long you can endure this!"
Once again, they clashed.
Both had abandoned defense, striking with their sharpest attacks at each other.
BOOOOM!!
The battlefield expanded further. Countless stars sparkled, shattered, and faded under the raging ki waves.
In the starfield, their combat path sliced like a celestial arrow, cutting across the galaxy itself.
"Hahaha!"
"So exhilarating, so exhilarating!"
"This… this is real fighting!"
"Lord Champa, no holding back! Just keep going!"
Gran's silver aura blazed brighter. Centered on him, the swirling silver ki around him became a whirling storm.
Under the searing energy, he now resembled a moving galaxy, his movements lighter and more fluid than ever.
BAM!
Using the rebound, Gran launched into the sky, soaring tens of thousands of meters, then plummeted at a terrifying speed.
"Perfect timing!"
Champa did not retreat; instead, he counterattacked, stepping on the starfield like a destructive tidal wave, surging upward.
A Saiyan monkey.
A purple fat cat.
Up and down.
In the blink of an eye, they collided.
BOOOOM!!
Like a chaotic supernova.
Over half of Universe 7 was left with cracks from the collision.
"An… an unbelievably passionate fight!!"
Watching the projection, Shin felt his blood boiling.
"Passionate? Our universe is about to be destroyed!!"
The Old Supreme Kai smacked Shin on the head in frustration.
"Soon… he'll break through!"
Beerus' excitement was palpable as he Granced at Whis.
"How much time left on the three-minute countdown?"
"Thirty seconds."
Whis Granced at the hourglass.
"Thirty seconds? That's cutting it close!" Beerus' expression tensed.
"Still… it's enough."
He uncrossed his arms, transforming into a streak of purple light as he surged toward Gran.
"Lord Beerus… what is he doing?" Shin asked, confused.
"Idiot! Can't you tell? He's going to give Gran a helping hand!"
The Old Supreme Kai smacked Shin's head again.
Elsewhere in the starfield, Gran felt his blood ignite. This fist-to-fist battle enthralled him completely; he was oblivious to his own physical state.
"Damn… why haven't you broken through yet?"
Champa could sense clearly that Gran's body instincts were one step away from the Third Level.
But time was running out. Delay too long, and the damage to Universe 7 would become irreversible.
"Damn it! Can you hurry up already!!"
Champa's attacks rained down on Gran. By now, Gran was battered like a flattened pancake, coughing blood.
Even so, he still hadn't broken through. With barely any time left on the clock, the three-minute mark approached.
Suddenly
A streak of purple light shot toward them. Champa froze, quickly realizing Beerus' intent.
"You little brat. Only at the edge of death can one unleash their maximum potential. Are you ready?"
Champa shouted, kicking Gran skyward.
Gran soared upward, preparing to dive down, when he suddenly felt it.
His body instincts were trembling violently—his bottleneck was about to break through!
"Gran! No escaping this—prepare to die!" Beerus' cold voice rang from afar.
"And me! This time, I won't hold back!" Champa's voice echoed from below.
At that instant
Two purple destructive beams erupted from the hands of the two Gods of Destruction. An unstoppable force.
In the face of destruction, all things are reduced from "1" to "0."
Vrrrmm!
The ultimate beams cut across the shattered starfield. Gran's hair stood on end.
Two Gods of Destruction attacking simultaneously. The speed of the beams was beyond the reflex of Second Level body instincts.
If he didn't break through now, death was the only outcome.
"Damn it… I can't dodge this!!"
Gran's eyes widened to their limits.
Watching the battle, Whis and the others felt sweat bead on their brows. Could he really fail to break through?
The two beams appeared in front of him—was this the end?
Time seemed to freeze.
Then
"Crack!" A sound like chains shattering rang out. The frozen moment snapped back into motion.
Faced with imminent death, Gran's silver aura erupted skyward.
His body reacted instinctively to the destructive beams.
Twist, lean—
Every motion flowed naturally, seamlessly.
He dodged.
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