Luck Is Very Important!

"Chaya, how did things go?"

Seeing Chaya return to the venue, Selyne and Myers smiled at him elegantly. From his expression, they knew that Frieza, who had shared countless tangled fates with the Saiyans, had been "thoroughly" eliminated.

Chaya nodded slightly at them. The husband and wives exchanged smiles, then turned their attention back to the martial arts arena.

At this moment, Son Goku and Hit's battle had reached its most exciting stage. Having initially mastered the Super Saiyan Blue transformation, Son Goku's strength had surged tremendously, rising by a great deal from before. At the same time, Hit had also cut loose and begun using his assassin techniques.

As a result, the scale of Son Goku and Hit's battle grew increasingly massive, making the entire arena seem infinitely small.

Chaya glanced at the arena and revealed a surprised expression after seeing Son Goku's performance. "Impressive. Kakarot can actually keep up with Hit's pace." He had watched Son Goku's growth all along. Perhaps after some more time, he would be able to advance to the second level of the Divine Realm.

That speed was indeed astonishing. It was as though he had shot up step by step, seemingly even faster than Chaya himself!

"That Hit is also very strong, and I feel he still has many techniques he hasn't used yet." Myers watched intently, her brows furrowed.

Chaya nodded. "That's right. Hit is an assassin, and every move he makes is fatal. The rules of the competition place huge restrictions on him. It's like tying up the hands of a master who excels at fist techniques—he'd be doing well to display even half his strength."

"Even so, he can still suppress Kakarot by a margin. That's truly remarkable!" Selyne praised. "But if this continues, Kakarot may win in the end!"