Merus widened his eyes, scrutinizing closely, his face showing a hint of shame.
Are you implying something about me?
I couldn’t see it!
I really didn’t see how Hit made his move.
That’s strange!
How did Ren see it?
Is there such a huge gap between us?
His angelic power purity is only 30, right?
Mine is 41.
And I still couldn’t see it!
It must be because I wasn’t focusing and was only paying attention to Majin Buu.
This time, I’ll watch closely.
“Merus, did you see how Hit made his move?” Whis turned and asked Merus.
Merus didn’t want to speak.
Can we not talk about this now?
You’re making me feel embarrassed.
“Sorry… I was just paying attention to Buu… I didn’t notice Hit’s movements,” Merus weakly defended himself.
“Kid, you said you saw it? Then tell us, how did Hit make his move?” Champa laughed, clearly not believing that Ren could see Hit’s special ability.
Even Merus couldn’t see it, and you did?
Moreover, no other Gods of Destruction noticed Hit’s extraordinary skill.
You’re just a human; I’m sure you didn’t see it and are just bragging.
“Time,” Ren said simply.
Champa shivered slightly, stunned and speechless.
Did he really saw it?
Vados also widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, looking at Ren with some astonishment.
This kid is impressive.
Such keen observation skills.
Whis’s eyes were filled with admiration.
No wonder the Grand Priest holds him in high regard.
Truly remarkable.
“Ren, have you considered coming back to Universe 7? Now that I think about it, your starch sausages still have a unique taste,” Whis said with a smile.
Vados glanced at Whis.
You’re quick to take advantage of someone else’s hard work.
I’ve been training him for six months.
“No!” Ren shook his head decisively.
Whis: “…”
That was a bit too straightforward.
“Why?” Whis asked, puzzled, then tried to persuade, “After all, you originated from Universe 7. Universe 7 will always be your home. You’ve lived in another universe for six months; it’s time to go home, right?”
“Vados has already promised to marry me once I transform into a true angel,” Ren answered.
“Oh my, does that mean when you return to Universe 7, you’ll be bringing your wife with you?” Whis laughed.
Ren: “…”
Your way of thinking is quite unconventional.
Champa’s ears perked up, feeling very uneasy.
If that’s the case, our universe will lose its angel.
That’s too much!
“I’ll consider it,” Ren said seriously, nodding.
Vados covered her forehead, speechless.
Merus was racking his brain, trying to understand what Ren meant by “time.”
Did Hit’s attack involve manipulating time?
I’ll have to watch closely later.
…
In the arena.
“Not bad, I was careless earlier and got hit by your move,” Toppo wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand and snorted coldly, “But your luck ends here!”
Hit remained expressionless, hands still in his pockets.
Toppo hesitated no longer and charged at Hit.
Just as Toppo reached Hit, Hit’s hand came out of his pocket again.
“Bang!”
With a dull sound, Hit’s fist once again connected with Toppo’s face.
Toppo fell to the ground, landing hard on his butt.
Toppo’s eyes widened in shock and confusion.
He couldn’t believe he got hit again.
I was cautious this time.
But I couldn’t see how he moved at all.
Completely invisible!
“What? Couldn’t see it again?” Belmod was stunned, his face darkening.
Toppo is my disciple! Also an apprentice God of Destruction.
And he’s being dominated by someone from Universe 6?
The problem is, I couldn’t see how that guy attacked either!
What a miscalculation; I should have forced Jiren to join the competition.
Merus’s eyes lit up as he suddenly realized the truth.
Merus had been paying close attention to the fight this time and noticed that Hit manipulated time, briefly stopping it for about 0.1 seconds.
That 0.1-second time stop gave Toppo no chance to react.
But…
Merus glanced at the other Gods of Destruction.
Belmod looked confused, Mule was scratching his head, and Rumsshi was twisting his elephant trunk in thought.
It was clear these three Gods of Destruction hadn’t noticed Hit’s manipulation of time.
But Ren did.
Merus looked at Ren with deep admiration.
Ren felt a bit guilty under Merus’s gaze.
In fact, Ren didn’t see how Hit made his move the first time.
But he caught some details the second time.
Ren’s mention of “time” was because he knew the storyline.
Ren knew that Hit’s unique skill was “Time-Skip,” allowing him to stop time briefly for 0.1 seconds.
Although Ren didn’t see the special effect of Time-Skip the first time, he noticed the surrounding space seemed to freeze for a moment the second time.
In that brief moment, only a few people were moving.
Among those few were the Grand Priest and a few angels.
Although it was only 0.1 seconds, it was detectable by the angels.
It seemed that time had little effect on the angels.
Ren thought so because angels could reverse time.
Whis could rewind time by three minutes.
Is there any race better at manipulating time than the angels?
So, Hit’s Time-Skip was like child’s play to the angels.
Merus hadn’t initially noticed Hit’s technique, but he could discern it upon closer inspection.
Because Hit’s Time-Skip did not affect Merus.
Toppo got up from the ground, looking shocked and extremely displeased.
Toppo never expected someone this strong from Universe 6.
Meanwhile.
Majin Buu glanced at Zamasu, then at Majora, his mouth forming an “O” shape, slightly surprised.
These two are pretty strong!
Next, Majin Buu glanced at Broly, who was grinding Frieza’s head into the ground.
We agreed to team up!
Why are you fighting that guy?
“Hmph, foolish human, do you think you can turn me into chocolate?” Zamasu sneered, “I’ll eliminate you first!”
With that, Zamasu swung his hand blade at Majin Buu, charging furiously.
“Squish!”
Zamasu’s hand blade pierced Majin Buu’s belly, penetrating his body.
The purple light of the hand blade emerged from Majin Buu’s back.
“Hmph, not so tough,” Zamasu sneered, pressing Majin Buu’s head to the ground.
“Crash!”
Majin Buu fell heavily.
Zamasu blew on his purple hand blade with a proud look, then smiled at Majora.
Majora looked at Majin Buu on the ground, then at Zamasu, his expression unchanged.
“This fat guy won’t die for a while, so I’m not breaking the rules!” Zamasu smiled coldly at Majora, “Next, it’s your turn. Will you jump off the arena yourself, or do you want me to seriously injure you first? My blade is very sharp and hurts a lot.”
“Try me!” Majora snorted.
“Fool,” Zamasu sneered, charging at Majora.
“Wham!”
As Zamasu took two steps forward, someone grabbed his ankle.
“Thud!”
Caught off guard, Zamasu fell face-first into the ground.
It was Majin Buu.
Majin Buu jumped up and aimed his butt at the fallen Zamasu.
“Bang!”
Next moment, Majin Buu sat on Zamasu.
“Ah…!” Zamasu screamed, blood spraying from his mouth.
“That hurt a bit,” Majin Buu’s triangular eyes opened slightly, filled with killing intent.
Majin Buu grabbed Zamasu’s shoulders, lifted his butt, and flipped him over.
“Wham!”
Majin Buu sat heavily on Zamasu’s abdomen.
“Ow…”
Zamasu screamed again.
“You… didn’t I pierce your body? Why aren’t you hurt?” Zamasu gritted his teeth and asked.
Then Zamasu realized something.
“Your body can regenerate?” Zamasu understood.
Majin Buu didn’t answer, just grinned, shaking his chubby fist, and punched Zamasu’s face.
“Ow ow ow!”
Zamasu howled, his cries pitiful.
Majora stood still, hesitating whether to help.
But who should I help?
That fat guy wanted to turn me into chocolate earlier.
But the other guy insulted me, claiming to be a supreme god, clearly looking down on me.
Majora weighed his options briefly and decided not to help either.
Majora glanced around the arena, seeing everyone engaged in battle.
Only he was alone.
Am I slacking off?
No, I need an opponent too.
Broly was beating up Frieza.
Frieza was battered, unable to resist.
“Kneel and apologize!” Broly kicked Frieza’s knee, pressing his head towards Ren.
Frieza’s eyes were bloodshot, feeling deep sorrow.
“Thud!”
The next moment, Frieza’s body involuntarily kneeled on one knee, facing Ren.
“Say you’re sorry,” Broly ordered.
“I, Emperor Frieza, kneel to the heavens, the earth, and the gods, never to a Saiyan!” Frieza shouted.
But as soon as Frieza finished, Broly pressed his head to the ground.
Frieza felt immense pain and sorrow.
Ren didn’t say a word.
I’ve struck gold.
Training Broly from a young age, I’ve struck gold.
Training Broly from a young age has yielded such great results.
It’s a good thing I chose Broly over Vegeta.
If I had chosen Vegeta, his rebellious nature would have been problematic.
Broly is perfect. Frieza shouted at me, and I didn’t need to step in.
Where else could I find such a great candidate for the God of Destruction?
Ren was delighted.
On the other hand, Merus felt a pang of jealousy and envy.
Why is your apprentice God of Destruction so obedient?
Look at my Majin Buu…
He’s always causing trouble.
Is he planning to kill Zamasu?
Should I intervene quickly?
This kind of comparison is the worst.
Merus felt a deep sense of frustration.
“Bang!”
Broly, without any hesitation, kicked Frieza hard.
Frieza flew out of the arena, kneeling.
Majora was just thinking about whom to target when he noticed a white figure flying toward him.
“What the—?” Majora was taken aback.
“Bang!”
In an instant, Frieza’s body crashed into Majora.
“Ow…”
Majora spat out a mouthful of molten iron, stumbling and flying out of the arena.
“Whoosh!”
Majora appeared in the stands, eliminated.
Meanwhile, Frieza grabbed the arena’s edge with one hand, his body dangling.
Broly noticed that Frieza hadn’t fallen and walked slowly toward him.
With each step Broly took, Frieza’s heart pounded, and he felt increasingly anxious.
With every two steps, Frieza’s fingers gripping the edge loosened one by one.
After Broly had taken four steps, Frieza let out a scream, released his grip, and fell from the arena.
“Whoosh!”
In an instant, Frieza appeared in the stands.
Frieza had been eliminated.
“Oh my… eliminated so quickly…” Whis sighed.
Full of shame, Frieza hung his head, wishing he could disappear.
This is so humiliating!
And it’s in front of this Saiyan!
I am Emperor Frieza!
How could I be eliminated by a legendary Super Saiyan?
I refuse to accept this!
Whis didn’t hurry to heal Frieza and instead looked at Ren and Merus helplessly, “You two have taken all the talent from Universe 7.”
“Sorry, Brother Whis…” Merus quickly apologized.
“Universe 7 has plenty of talent. Besides me and Broly, there are even better candidates. You just haven’t discovered them yet,” Ren said.
Whis: “???”
“Ren, do you know who they are?” Merus asked, intrigued.
Merus had long felt that Majin Buu was too much trouble.
All he does is eat, sleep, and turn people into chocolate.
It’s driving me crazy!
I really need an apprentice God of Destruction as good as Broly.
It’s a pity that Ren took Broly.
Whis silently watched Ren, wanting to hear what he had to say.
“Merus, as an apprentice angel, you need to have keen insight,” Ren said, patting Merus on the shoulder.
Merus: “…”
Just say it.
Stop being mysterious.
Whis: “…”
I thought you were going to tell us.
And now you’re lecturing Merus.
“Do you really want me to say it?” Ren asked again.
“Go ahead,” Merus nodded seriously.
“I’d like to hear it too,” Whis said with interest.
After all, Whis had put a lot of effort into finding a suitable candidate.
But he only found Frieza.
In Whis’s opinion, Frieza was currently the strongest active individual in Universe 7.
“To my knowledge, besides Broly and Majin Buu, the strongest active person in Universe 7 is Frieza,” Whis said with a smile.
“Frieza is indeed commendable,” Ren said suddenly.
Frieza was taken aback and looked at Ren with surprise.
He’s praising me?
Are you serious?
“Hmph, I don’t need a Saiyan to praise me!” Frieza snarled at Ren.
But as soon as Frieza snarled, he saw Broly on the arena, staring at him.
Frieza shivered, his expression changing, and quickly lowered his head, his voice growing quieter.
I don’t need a Saiyan to praise me!
Halfway through the sentence, his voice trailed off to a whisper.
Ren didn’t mind and calmly continued, “I think, Frieza, if you want to improve further, I have a good suggestion for you. Do you want to hear it?”
“Speak,” Frieza said quietly.
“You need to die to achieve a great epiphany and break through your limits. Then you might surpass the legendary Super Saiyan Broly,” Ren said earnestly.
Frieza: “…”
Frieza trembled with anger.
To achieve a great epiphany and break through your limits. Then you might surpass the legendary Super Saiyan Broly,” Ren said earnestly.
Frieza: “…”
Frieza trembled with anger.
Meanwhile, on the arena.
“Impressive. Earlier, I was careless and got hit by your move,” Toppo wiped the blood from his nose with the back of his hand and snorted coldly, “But your luck ends here!”
Hit remained expressionless, hands still in his pockets.
Toppo hesitated no longer and charged at Hit.
Just as Toppo reached Hit, Hit’s hand came out of his pocket again.
“Bang!”
With a dull sound, Hit’s fist once again connected with Toppo’s face.
Toppo fell to the ground, landing hard on his butt.
Toppo’s eyes widened in shock and confusion.
He couldn’t believe he got hit again.
I was cautious this time.
But I couldn’t see how he moved at all.
Completely invisible!
“What? Couldn’t see it again?” Belmod was stunned, his face darkening.
Toppo is my disciple! Also an apprentice God of Destruction.
And he’s being dominated by someone from Universe 6?
The problem is, I couldn’t see how that guy attacked either!
What a miscalculation; I should have forced Jiren to join the competition.
Merus’s eyes lit up as he suddenly realized the truth.
This time, Merus had been paying close attention to the fight and noticed that Hit manipulated time, briefly stopping it for about 0.1 seconds.
That 0.1-second time stop gave Toppo no chance to react.
But…
Merus glanced at the other Gods of Destruction.
Belmod looked confused, Mule was scratching his head, and Rumsshi was twisting his elephant trunk in thought.
It was clear these three Gods of Destruction hadn’t noticed Hit’s manipulation of time.
But Ren did.
Merus looked at Ren with deep admiration.
Ren felt a bit guilty under Merus’s gaze.
In fact, Ren didn’t see how Hit made his move the first time.
But he caught some details the second time.
Ren’s mention of “time” was because he knew the storyline.
Ren knew that Hit’s unique skill was “Time-Skip,” allowing him to stop time briefly for 0.1 seconds.
Although Ren didn’t see the special effect of Time-Skip the first time, he noticed the surrounding space seemed to freeze for a moment the second time.
In that brief moment, only a few people were moving.
Among those few were the Grand Priest and a few angels.
Although it was only 0.1 seconds, it was detectable by the angels.
It seemed that time had little effect on the angels.
Ren thought so because angels could reverse time.
Whis could rewind time by three minutes.
Is there any race better at manipulating time than the angels?
So, Hit’s Time-Skip was like child’s play to the angels.
Merus hadn’t initially noticed Hit’s technique, but upon closer inspection, he could discern it.
Because Hit’s Time-Skip had no effect on Merus.
Toppo got up from the ground, looking shocked and extremely displeased.
Toppo never expected someone this strong from Universe 6.
Meanwhile.
Majin Buu glanced at Zamasu, then at Majora, his mouth forming an “O” shape, slightly surprised.
These two are pretty strong!
Next, Majin Buu glanced at Broly, who was grinding Frieza’s head into the ground.
We agreed to team up!
Why are you fighting that guy?
“Hmph, foolish human, do you think you can turn me into chocolate?” Zamasu sneered, “I’ll eliminate you first!”
With that, Zamasu swung his hand blade at Majin Buu, charging furiously.
“Squish!”
Zamasu’s hand blade pierced Majin Buu’s belly, penetrating his body.
The purple light of the hand blade emerged from Majin Buu’s back.
“Hmph, not so tough,” Zamasu sneered, pressing Majin Buu’s head to the ground.
“Crash!”
Majin Buu fell heavily.
Zamasu blew on his purple hand blade with a proud look, then smiled at Majora.
Majora looked at Majin Buu on the ground, then at Zamasu, his expression unchanged.
“This fat guy won’t die for a while, so I’m not breaking the rules!” Zamasu smiled coldly at Majora, “Next, it’s your turn. Will you jump off the arena yourself, or do you want me to seriously injure you first? My blade is very sharp and hurts a lot.”
“Try me!” Majora snorted.
“Fool,” Zamasu sneered, charging at Majora.
“Wham!”
As Zamasu took two steps forward, someone grabbed his ankle.
“Thud!”
Caught off guard, Zamasu fell face-first into the ground.
It was Majin Buu.
Majin Buu jumped up and aimed his butt at the fallen Zamasu.
“Bang!”
Next moment, Maj
in Buu sat on Zamasu.
“Ah…!” Zamasu screamed, blood spraying from his mouth.
“That hurt a bit,” Majin Buu’s triangular eyes opened slightly, filled with killing intent.
Majin Buu grabbed Zamasu’s shoulders, lifted his butt, and flipped him over.
“Wham!”
Majin Buu sat heavily on Zamasu’s abdomen.
“Ow…”
Zamasu screamed again.
“You… didn’t I pierce your body? Why aren’t you hurt?” Zamasu gritted his teeth and asked.
Then Zamasu realized something.
“Your body can regenerate?” Zamasu understood.
Majin Buu didn’t answer, just grinned, shaking his chubby fist, and punched Zamasu’s face.
“Ow ow ow!”
Zamasu howled, his cries pitiful.
Majora stood still, hesitating whether to help.
But who should I help?
That fat guy wanted to turn me into chocolate earlier.
But the other guy insulted me, claiming to be a supreme god, clearly looking down on me.
Majora weighed his options briefly and decided not to help either.
Majora glanced around the arena, seeing everyone engaged in battle.
Only he was alone.
Am I slacking off?
No, I need an opponent too.
Broly was beating up Frieza.
Frieza was battered, unable to resist.
“Kneel and apologize!” Broly kicked Frieza’s knee, pressing his head towards Ren.
Frieza’s eyes were bloodshot, feeling deep sorrow.
“Thud!”
Next moment, Frieza’s body involuntarily kneeled on one knee, facing Ren.
“Say you’re sorry,” Broly ordered.
“I, Emperor Frieza, kneel to the heavens, the earth, and the gods, never to a Saiyan!” Frieza shouted.
But as soon as Frieza finished, Broly pressed his head to the ground.
Frieza felt immense pain and sorrow.
Ren didn’t say a word.
I’ve struck gold.
Training Broly from a young age has yielded such great results.
It’s a good thing I chose Broly over Vegeta.
If I had chosen Vegeta, his rebellious nature would have been problematic.
Broly is perfect. Frieza just shouted at me, and I didn’t even need to step in.
Where else could I find such a great candidate for the God of Destruction?
Ren was delighted.
Merus, on the other hand, felt a pang of jealousy and envy.
Why is your apprentice God of Destruction so obedient?
Look at my Majin Buu…
He’s always causing trouble.
Is he planning to kill Zamasu?
Should I intervene quickly?
This kind of comparison is the worst.
Merus felt a deep sense of frustration.
“Bang!”
Broly, without any hesitation, kicked Frieza hard.
Frieza flew out of the arena, kneeling.
Majora was just thinking about whom to target when he noticed a white figure flying toward him.
“What the—?” Majora was taken aback.
“Bang!”
In an instant, Frieza’s body crashed into Majora.
“Ow…”
Majora spat out a mouthful of molten iron, stumbling and flying out of the arena.
“Whoosh!”
Majora appeared in the stands, eliminated.
Frieza, meanwhile, grabbed the edge of the arena with one hand, his body dangling.
Broly noticed that Frieza hadn’t fallen and walked slowly toward him.
With each step Broly took, Frieza’s heart pounded, and he felt increasingly anxious.
With every two steps, Frieza’s fingers gripping the edge loosened one by one.
After Broly had taken four steps, Frieza let out a scream, released his grip, and fell from the arena.
“Whoosh!”
In an instant, Frieza appeared in the stands.
Frieza had been eliminated.
“Oh my… eliminated so quickly…” Whis sighed.
Frieza, full of shame, hung his head, wishing he could disappear.
This is so humiliating!
And it’s in front of this Saiyan!
I am Emperor Frieza!
How could I be eliminated by a legendary Super Saiyan?
I refuse to accept this!
Whis didn’t hurry to heal Frieza and instead looked at Ren and Merus helplessly, “You two have taken all the talent from Universe 7.”
“Sorry, Brother Whis…” Merus quickly apologized.
“Universe 7 has plenty of talent. Besides me and Broly, there are even better candidates. You just haven’t discovered them yet,” Ren said.
Whis: “???”
“Ren, do you know who they are?” Merus asked, intrigued.
Merus had long felt that Majin Buu was too much trouble.
All he does is eat, sleep, and turn people into chocolate.
It’s driving me crazy!
I really need an apprentice God of Destruction as good as Broly.
It’s a pity that Ren took Broly.
Whis silently watched Ren, wanting to hear what he had to say.
“Merus, as an apprentice angel, you need to have keen insight,” Ren said, patting Merus on the shoulder.
Merus: “…”
Just say it.
Stop being mysterious.
Whis: “…”
I thought you were going to tell us.
And now you’re lecturing Merus.
“Do you really want me to say it?” Ren asked again.
“Go ahead,” Merus nodded seriously.
“I’d like to hear it too,” Whis said with interest.
After all, Whis had put a lot of effort into finding a suitable candidate.
But he only found Frieza.
In Whis’s opinion, Frieza was currently the strongest active individual in Universe 7.
“To my knowledge, besides Broly and Majin Buu, the strongest active person in Universe 7 is Frieza,” Whis said with a smile.
“Frieza is indeed commendable,” Ren said suddenly.
Frieza was taken aback and looked at Ren with surprise.
He’s praising me?
Are you serious?
“Hmph, I don’t need a Saiyan to praise me!” Frieza snarled at Ren.
But as soon as Frieza snarled, he saw Broly on the arena, staring at him.
Frieza shivered, his expression changing, and quickly lowered his head, his voice growing quieter.
I don’t need a Saiyan to praise me!
Halfway through the sentence, his voice trailed off to a whisper.
Ren didn’t mind and calmly continued, “I think, Frieza, if you want to improve further, I have a good suggestion for you. Do you want to hear it?”
“Speak,” Frieza said quietly.
“You need to die to achieve a great epiphany and break through your limits. Then you might surpass the legendary Super Saiyan Broly,” Ren said earnestly.
Frieza: “…”
Frieza trembled with anger.
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