"Hi... Hit?" Champa sprang to his feet in shock. Hit, one of his trump cards, had actually been taken out so easily?
He was not shocked by Paranti's strength.
After all, Paranti's combat power of over 4,000 points of Divine Power in her Super Saiyan 4 state had long ceased to be a secret across the Twelve Universes. Even he was no match for her.
What shocked him was Hit's incompetence!!
Though he was completely no match for Paranti, Hit was still the number one assassin of Universe 6, perhaps even the strongest being beneath him, the God of Destruction.
Yet he had been dealt with without even managing to launch a single move.
What about his powerful ultimate technique that supposedly skipped through time and directly attacked an opponent one second in the future?
What about his time-controlling ability, the powerful technique capable of sealing strong opponents within a time layer until they were trapped to death?
Seeing Champa's furious expression, Beerus immediately sneered. "Hahaha, Champa, did you really come here to be a joke? This is one of the trump cards you prepared? He was taken out without even being able to withstand one move!"
"Bullshit! If you've got the guts, go up there and try it yourself!" Champa roared. Hit was one of his trump cards, after all. Being instantly defeated could be considered humiliating—but if the opponent was Paranti, that was another matter entirely.
Even a God of Destruction like him would probably be dealt with by Paranti in one or two moves.
There was absolutely nothing shameful about Hit losing to Paranti!!
But Beerus was just talking big from the sidelines. He only dared mock him so recklessly because he had already fully comprehended the Destruction Law and could contend with Paranti!!
If it had