Universe 7, Earth.
Bulma's villa in West City had basically become a regular haunt for God of Destruction Beerus lately. Every time he came, he got to sample all kinds of delicacies, some of which could not even be found on Red Mountain Star. Of course, that was only if Son Goku and Vegeta did not keep pestering him.
Reclining in a comfortable chair, Beerus casually picked up a bunch of grapes and ate them. He spat out a few seeds, which suddenly shot out like lasers.
Tap tap tap. The seeds struck Son Goku and Vegeta, instantly throwing off sparks like clashing metal and forcing them to scramble aside.
"Lord Beerus, please fight us seriously." Son Goku rolled his neck, several grape seeds falling from his palms.
Beerus worked his throat and swallowed a mouthful. "Tch. With your current strength, you can only barely pique my interest. Get lost, both of you. I'm not in the mood to fool around with you right now. Besides, there'll be a major battle soon that will decide whether the universe survives. Don't embarrass me."
"Is that the Tournament of Power Lord Beerus mentioned? Don't worry, Lord Beerus. We'll give it everything we've got." Son Goku smacked his hands together, looking thoroughly excited as fierce fighting spirit flashed in his sharp black eyes.
"Fighting powerful opponents is exactly what we desire." Vegeta refused to be outdone. His cold voice carried an intimidating aura.
"Hmph, don't talk so big. If you get beaten when the time comes, I won't let you off!"
Beerus's golden eyes glinted coldly as his gaze swept over Son Goku and Vegeta. Though he spoke harshly, he did not truly blame them. Ever since the two had mastered the full-power forms of Super Saiyan Blue and Dark Red, their strength