Piccolo and Zangya

Piccolo was puzzled by Kusu's identity and had some guesses of his own, but no matter how hard he thought, he could never have imagined that Kusu was actually an angel who safeguarded the order of an entire universe. It had to do with what one had seen. Even though Piccolo contained a part of the old Kami within him, his level was too low. Before reaching the level of a universe-class deity, it was absolutely impossible for him to know the secrets of such higher realms.

Just as Piccolo was secretly speculating, the next match began.

Son Bulla versus Beruk. Son Bulla was the daughter of Son Goku and Bulma, while Beruk was a member of the Adri Squad. There was no doubt that this was another thrilling battle, and in the end, Beruk emerged victorious.

"My god, another Super Saiyan."

"How many has that been already?"

"Most of those who made it into the top twenty-eight qualifiers are probably Super Saiyan-level fighters, right?"

The Saiyans of Red Mountain Star were astonished that Son Bulla had become a Super Saiyan at such a young age. It reshaped their understanding of the age at which one could become a Super Saiyan. Then they looked at themselves—already well into adulthood, yet still only elite warriors—and suddenly felt the gap between them was enormous. But they also knew that the Super Saiyan transformation was earned through unrelenting effort and sweat. Talent existed, and it was extremely important, but the two complemented each other. When facing Super Saiyan-level warriors, they felt only admiration and awe from the bottom of their hearts, without daring to harbor even the slightest jealousy.

What use was jealousy against someone strong enough to become a Super Saiyan?

On the contrary, the emergence of yet another Super Saiyan among