"Impressive. So Saiyans can become that powerful. She even seems stronger than Mr. Son Goku and the others!" Cabba, who had spent several years exploring and developing the Super Saiyan transformation based on Son Goku and the others' forms, said with envy after witnessing Myers's strength.
"Yikes, another one got knocked out."
In the stands, Champa was startled by Myers's performance as well.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness. She hasn't marked Universe 6 as a hunting target..." Champa wiped the sweat from his forehead, secretly relieved.
"Lord Champa, there is no need to worry. Hit and the others are performing quite well too," Vados said calmly.
Champa gave an awkward laugh and snapped, "Of course I know that."
"Universe 6 still has Hit and Posalen as its trump cards, so our results should not be too bad. I just hope Cabba and the others can hold on a little longer—preferably until the end of the competition." Champa muttered to himself. The more members remained when the tournament ended, the fewer points would be deducted.
This was a zero-sum game. After seeing the performances of the contestants, Champa no longer held out hope for how many points Cabba and the others could earn.
Ding!
At one corner of the arena, time seemed to have stopped.
Then the illusory space shattered. Hit emerged with his hands in his pockets, snapped his fingers, and vanished once more. Behind him, an alien covered in injuries appeared.
"That's the third one..."
The tournament was in full swing. Only a few minutes had passed since it began, yet quite a few contestants from various universes had already been eliminated. As the competition continued, aside from the initial one-sided crushing, the remaining contestants grew increasingly powerful, and the battles became harder and harder. Still, overall, the universes