Toppo, how much destruction can you condense?

"Why did you change back?" Toppo chuckled softly. "Is it because you lack confidence?"

Swish!

With a flicker of his figure, Toppo appeared instantly in front of Magetta.

Magetta's eyes widened, his face etched with shock.

This guy is incredibly fast.

"Bang!"

Toppo landed a fierce uppercut, striking Magetta squarely on the chin.

Even though Magetta was made of liquid metal, he felt a wave of intense pain after taking that blow.

Magetta tumbled through the air, performing several somersaults.

Once he landed, Magetta continued to roll across the ground, his body scraping against the arena floor and leaving deep furrows in its wake.

Just as Magetta was about to roll off the edge of the arena, he immediately transformed into liquid metal and clung tightly to the surface.

"Boom!"

Magetta had barely let out a sigh of relief when he saw a massive energy blast whistling toward him.

Accompanied by a deafening roar, Magetta was blasted right out of the arena by the colossal energy wave.

Magetta was eliminated.

"In the second match, Mr. Toppo of Universe 11 is the winner. Please head to the Universe 6 spectator stand to collect a bottle of Cola," the Grand Priest said with a smile.

"Yes!" Toppo bowed in respect.

Whoosh!

Toppo flew to the spectator stand and appeared before Lu Fan.

"Good performance, keep it up." Lu Fan handed a canned Cola to Toppo.

"Thank you." Toppo accepted the Cola with both hands and nodded with a smile.

"It seems that, barring any surprises, Toppo should be able to secure the final victory," Belmod chuckled.

"Indeed, Mr. Toppo is a God of Destruction candidate, after all; he certainly has the strength for it," Marcarita nodded. "However, this means Lord Belmod will need to select a new God of Destruction candidate."

"I already have someone in mind. If all else fails, I'll just have Dyspo take over as the new candidate," Belmod mused.

"Mr. Dyspo's strength is a bit lacking," Marcarita smiled.

"No matter, he can be trained properly," Belmod replied.

Mosco, the God of Destruction of Universe 3: "..."

That guy Magetta is truly useless.

How could he lose the match so easily?

"This guy named Toppo is no simpleton," Beerus said in a deep voice.

"Ho ho, it is said that he is the God of Destruction candidate for Universe 11," Whis said with a smile.

Beerus was stunned on the spot.

"What did you say? A God of Destruction candidate?" Beerus was dumbfounded.

Whis just smiled and said nothing more.

Damn it, I remember now. Last time we had that gathering of Gods of Destruction, that guy Belmod mentioned he wanted to retire... I thought he was just joking! I didn't expect it to be true! Has that guy actually been training a successor all these years? Beerus bared his teeth, feeling quite displeased.

If this guy Toppo was a candidate for God of Destruction, then his strength was definitely not as simple as what they had seen so far.

He must be hiding a powerful energy within him.

Destruction Energy!

This guy might have already mastered the power of Destruction.

"I heard you are a God of Destruction candidate," Lu Fan asked.

"Yes..." Toppo nodded politely.

"Can you condense Destruction?" Lu Fan asked again.

Vados, standing to the side, glanced over.

Champa also took a peek.

Here we go again!

"Ah... well... yes, I can." Toppo, not knowing Lu Fan's true identity, answered stutteringly but with great courtesy.

"How large can you condense it?" Lu Fan asked.

"How large?" Toppo was taken aback, feeling a bit confused.

"I mean the volume," Lu Fan explained.

"This... it should be about this big," Toppo said, stretching out his arms to gesture.

"About 1.8 meters in diameter, then," Lu Fan mused, resting his chin in his hand.

"That's right, maybe even a bit larger, I'd estimate over two meters," Toppo replied.

"Can it not get any bigger?" Lu Fan asked again.

"In principle, it could be larger, but there wouldn't be much point... if I continue to increase the size, it would inevitably reduce the destructive power of the core," Toppo explained.

Having said this, Toppo looked at Lu Fan thoughtfully.

Why would he ask such a thing?

Could it be that he also possesses the power of Destruction?

"Are you, by any chance... the candidate for God of Destruction of Universe 6?" Toppo asked cautiously.

"Hey, you bearded fellow, I never said I was retiring," Champa said with a dark expression. "I haven't had enough of being a God of Destruction yet."

"Yes, Lord Champa, my deepest apologies!" Toppo hurriedly apologized.

"Take your Cola and get lost; don't linger in our Universe 6 spectator stand," Champa shooed him away.

Toppo: "..."

It was your guy, Lu Fan, who pulled me over to ask questions.

It's not like I wanted to stay here.

"Keep at it, you still need to train hard; a Destruction sphere only two meters in size can't accomplish much, can it?" Lu Fan patted Toppo on the shoulder.

Toppo nodded, feeling a bit bewildered.

Can't accomplish much?

A two-meter-sized sphere of Destruction.

It would be more than enough to wipe out an entire galaxy.

During the battle against the Evil Legion two days ago, I simply didn't want to destroy our Pride Planet.

If I had gone all out, that massive Pride Planet would have vanished in an instant.

Who exactly is this guy?

The prize personally selected by the Grand Priest came from him.

So mysterious...

Toppo thought about many things, but he still bowed politely to Lu Fan and Champa, offered a separate bow to Vados, and then returned to his own spectator stand.

"What was that Cola-selling kid saying to you?" Belmod asked.

"Uh, Lord Belmod... he asked me... how large I could condense my Destruction," Toppo wiped away sweat.

"Destruction? How large you could condense it?" Belmod was a bit confused by Lu Fan's angle.

Did asking that have some special meaning?

"How about that? Does he mean he can also condense Destruction?" Belmod pondered. "But it seems that fellow Champa has no intention of retiring."

"Yes... Lord Champa did indeed say as much," Toppo nodded.

"Forget it, never mind him," Belmod shook his head.

"Next, let us proceed to the third match," the Grand Priest announced with a smile. "It will be contestant Damon from Universe 10 versus contestant Majin Buu from Universe 7."

"Fight properly, do you hear me?" Beerus instructed Majin Buu.

Majin Buu pretended not to hear him.

"Go on," Beerus commanded.

Majin Buu didn't even want to move.

I don't want to be ordered around by you.

I only want to be myself.

"Get up there, what are you spacing out for?" Beerus said irritably. "If you drop the ball at a critical moment, I'll destroy you."