So Belmod still clung to his fantasy. He believed that if Jiren could unleash his full power and defeat every member of Universe 7 one by one before time ran out, Universe 11 would still have a chance to turn things around!
But unfortunately, before Son Gohan had refrained from instantly defeating Hit, Marcarita, Universe 11's Angel, might have thought Belmod's idea had the slightest possibility of succeeding.
However, whenever she recalled the terrifying transformation Son Gohan had briefly unleashed to break the frozen time within Hit's Time-Skip Space, she felt a deep sense of helplessness.
She could only shake her head slightly and let out a soft sigh.
But her sigh was far too quiet. Belmod, who was fully focused on watching Jiren and Vegeta fight, did not notice it at all.
At that moment, all the Angels of the Twelve Universes on the viewing platform exchanged glances and silently acknowledged one fact.
Universe 7 had undeniably won this tournament.
The remaining battles were nothing more than entertainment for them to pass the time.
The scene returned to the arena.
Kefla withdrew her gaze from Son Gohan's departing figure, turned around, and focused on Broly before her once more.
She frowned slightly, sizing Broly up and down before suddenly speaking.
"Hey, big guy, there's something special about you."
Broly showed no surprise at her words and calmly answered the question in her heart. "It's my bloodline."
Kefla frowned even more deeply at that answer.
She continued asking in confusion, "Bloodline? What do you mean? Aren't we all Saiyans?"
Broly did not seem to have the patience to explain the history of Saiyan genetic mutations to her in detail.
Rather than explain, he curled his lips into a smile and said directly to Kefla, "Transform. Become the Super Saiyan you