In Full Swing

The Saiyan from Universe 6 had been sent flying by Silica's burst of Ki so easily that neither Beerus nor Silica had expected it. Faced with Beerus's mockery, Champa's expression darkened, and he could no longer contain his anger.

"Beerus, don't get smug. Didn't one of your people get eliminated too?"

"Tch. Android 21 at least won one match, while your side hasn't won a single one. Besides... I still have four people left, while you only have three. You should just admit defeat already." Beerus picked at his ear with a finger, then blew on it. His lazy, indifferent manner immediately sent Champa into a rage. He could not stand Beerus's arrogant attitude most of all.

Turning around, Champa shouted grimly at the remaining contestants behind him, "Who's our third? At least win me the next match!"

"Leave the next match to me." The Namekian Posalen stood up.

"Mm, you. Win this match for me." A dangerous gleam flashed through Champa's golden eyes. If he lost this match too, Champa would not be able to accept it.

"..."

Without a word, Posalen tapped the ground with his toes and vanished with a whoosh, appearing on the arena in an instant.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort rang through the vast tournament venue. Seeing that Champa had sent out his contestant, Beerus turned to Zangya. "Zangya, the next match is yours." Compared to Champa's tension, Universe 7 had more contestants remaining, and Beerus was far calmer.

"Finally, it's my turn. Watch closely." Zangya brushed back her orange curls, a smile appearing on her aqua-blue face. She floated lightly into the air, then flashed forward with a whoosh and landed on the arena in spectacular fashion.

Third match: Silica, Posalen, Zangya.

"Zangya, do your best! That female Saiyan over there has nearly run