Both Legendary Super Saiyans

Broly's utterly unrestrained, berserk transformation naturally drew the attention of every god present at once.

Champa, who had been wildly waving his arms in the stands and cheering himself hoarse for Kefla, suddenly felt as though an invisible pair of hands had seized him by the throat the instant he sensed Broly's transformed aura.

His cheers stopped abruptly!

Drenched in sweat and trembling all over, he stared at Broly on the arena in terror.

Seeing this, Beerus's purple catlike mouth immediately curled upward.

He turned his head and loudly called out to the stunned Champa with a mocking grin.

"What's wrong, my dear brother? Why did you suddenly stop laughing? Were you born incapable of smiling?"

Champa was completely scared witless now. He had no desire whatsoever to keep bickering with Beerus.

Because he had realized in despair that his universe's proud final trump card—

That supposedly once-in-a-thousand-years Legendary Super Saiyan mutant bloodline—the monster in the opposing camp—

Could fucking do it too!!!

And the aura he displayed was far, far more terrifying than Kefla's!

How the hell were they supposed to fight this?!

Champa slumped into his chair. The only faint hope he had left was to pray, almost as a form of self-hypnosis, that the Fusion warrior created by the Potara Earrings would be vastly stronger than an individual fighter like Broly.

All he could do was desperately pray that Kefla's Legendary Super Saiyan transformation, enhanced by Fusion, would be stronger than Broly's version.

This was his last lifeline.

Kefla, standing in the arena, also wore a look of utter shock.

Her eyes widened as she stared at Broly. Trembling, she raised a finger to point at him and stammered, "S-So... you're one too..."

Broly looked down at her from above, a faint smile curling at the corner