The Grand Minister and Whis Observe

One hundred Tak.

Converted into Earth time units, that was actually forty-eight minutes.

This was the Tournament of Power from the original story, the one that decided the fate of the universes.

The total duration from the start of the match to its complete conclusion.

Sun Wuxiu secretly joked to himself.

That was assuming someone could truly last forty-eight minutes against him.

If such a person really existed,

then he would just hand this match over to them. He did not even want Universe 7 anymore. It could be destroyed however it pleased.

Inside the transparent Absolute Barrier,

Sun Wuxiu quietly watched Beerus across from him.

The two said nothing more.

Without any preliminary movement, both vanished from where they stood in an instant.

The next moment,

Sun Wuxiu and Beerus appeared at the center of the battlefield at the same time.

Their right fists collided without either yielding.

The enormous crash resounded like muffled thunder, and even the surrounding space shook violently.

Outside the barrier,

Broly widened his eyes and stared fixedly into the air.

He could not help muttering to himself.

"When did they start?"

That was right.

Even a top warrior as powerful as Broly

could not see at all when the two had moved and begun fighting.

In his vision, they simply vanished in an instant.

Then they slammed into each other somewhere else.

Only afterward did the delayed roar of colliding air reach his ears.

As for the other Z Fighters on the deck, there was even less to say.

Those who were a little stronger, such as Piccolo and Vegeta,

could only barely see a white and a purple afterimage colliding back and forth through the air.

Occasionally, several lingering silhouettes remained suspended in midair.

They showed the stances these two had used while