However, he likewise knew nothing of the Namekians' talents, yet he felt no joy at all. Instead, he was somewhat irritated and displeased.
In the past, Universe 7 might have lacked Divine Level high-end combatants among the Twelve Universes.
Yet with the powerful rise of Divine Martial Battle Star, even God of Destruction-level fighters were now appearing in batches in Universe 7. How much value did a Divine Level fighter with 80 points of Divine Power, whose future potential and limits had been completely locked in, still have?
"Lord Beerus, Lord Champa, do not underestimate the Namekians. As a clan that serves Lord Dragon God Lasama, their generation's wise man—the Grand Elder—is still around. And now, relying on Divine Martial Battle Star with no external threats whatsoever, they would never be so foolish!"
After speaking, Whis pondered briefly before saying somewhat uncertainly, "I believe there should be a way for Namekians to recover from this kind of assimilation."
This was not like the Tournament of Power hosted by Zeno in the original story, where losing meant an entire Universe would be erased.
The two Universe Martial Arts Tournaments held by Baros and Champa merely provided experts from the two Universes with a platform to exchange and display their abilities. Would they sacrifice an entire clan's future for a single World Martial Arts Tournament match?
Not to mention Namek's Grand Elder—even the ferocious beast clans of ordinary planets would not be so unwise.
Beerus: "..."
Champa: "..."
Had they failed to keep up with the times, or were they, as Gods of destruction, truly so negligent in their duties?
They actually knew so little about such miraculous races within their respective Universes that they had been slapped in the face on the spot?
"Ahem!" Champa coughed twice, blushing slightly as he