Lu Li strolled onto the stage at an unhurried pace. A contestant also stepped out from Champa's side—it was Universe 6's trump card, the assassin Hit.
"A God of Destruction candidate? You really are strong."
Hit's gaze remained locked onto Lu Li. His instincts, honed through years of killing, told him that Lu Li's strength was unfathomable. If he let his guard down for even an instant, he would lose.
"Is that so? Your intuition is sharper than theirs."
Lu Li had overheard the two Explorers whispering earlier and greatly appreciated Hit's keen observation.
The reason the people from God Realm Space thought his attributes were low was because he had recently been training with Earthlings. He had also learned from their methods of concealing ki, suppressing and disguising his own power.
Lu Li did not enjoy pretending to be weak before crushing his opponents. He simply felt that this kind of training helped him control his strength. If he could freely release and restrain it, he would be able to strike his enemies with far greater precision.
"Either way, it doesn't matter. I'll defeat you quickly and end this match."
As he spoke, Hit began walking toward Lu Li. Though he was an assassin, he always fought others openly and honorably, favoring a single lethal strike from the front.
Unfortunately, this tournament explicitly prohibited killing, limiting his methods.
In the next instant, under Vegeta and the others' watchful eyes, Hit seemed like a section had been cut out of a film reel. He suddenly appeared before Lu Li, his right hand held together like a blade as he thrust it toward Lu Li's heart.
"Mr. Lu!?"
Gohan was startled by the sight. He could not understand how Hit had struck Lu Li so directly. In that brief instant, Hit