Frieza's Test

"Lord Beerus, you suddenly called a halt. Do you have some guidance for us?"

On the arena floor, Frieza's tail was still wrapped around Frost's neck. He slightly raised his head and looked toward the stands, his tone carrying a hint of deliberate casualness.

Beerus propped his cheek up with one hand, his cold gaze sweeping over Frost, who was pinned to the ground, before he spoke indifferently.

"We just discovered that the fellow lying at your feet, always babbling about justice, seems to have used a hidden weapon to cheat during the match. We need to verify it."

The moment those words were spoken, Champa at the side immediately became displeased.

He had no idea what had happened, but hearing Beerus publicly accuse a contestant from his universe instantly made him feel humiliated, and he instinctively raised his voice in protest.

"Hey! Beerus, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Are you refusing to accept that your universe's contestant lost?"

"If you can't win, you start making excuses. Does Universe 7 have no shame at all?!"

In the center of the arena, Frieza keenly caught the meaning behind Beerus's words.

"So his little scheme was exposed. He used dirty tricks and still got caught. What a useless fool."

Frieza clicked his tongue inwardly and immediately understood that he could no longer keep playing as recklessly as before. Now that the God of Destruction had intervened directly, this brief entertainment had come to an early end.

However, his reaction was incredibly fast.

Frieza's expression instantly shifted, revealing an exaggerated look of shock as he shouted toward the stands.

"What a coincidence, Lord Beerus! I also just discovered evidence of Frost breaking the rules during the battle!"

"Please wait a moment, Lords God of Destruction. I'll personally bring it to you right