The Miracle Man, Super Saiyan

A wisp of breeze brushed past, causing the grass to sway; the trees longed for stillness, but the wind would not cease.

Mu Yang assumed a stance, staring at Champa with a guarded expression, yet he dared not launch a reckless attack.

Facing an opponent with such a vast disparity in strength, attacking blindly without finding a flaw was merely a path to death.

Unlike Mu Yang's vigilance, Champa, as a Destroyer God, looked entirely relaxed. With his hands behind his back and a provocative smirk on his lips, he said, "What's the matter? Too afraid to attack?"

Mu Yang's brows furrowed tightly as he scrutinized every inch of Champa's body.

He couldn't find it—he couldn't find it at all!

He simply could not locate a single opening on Champa's body.

Despite Champa not assuming any particular stance, there were virtually no flaws; he was practically flawless!

Impressive, truly worthy of being a Destroyer God.

Mu Yang was no longer prepared to sit and wait for his demise; continuing like this would only be a slow death.

With a light tap of his toes against the ground, Mu Yang swung his fist and charged toward the Destroyer God.

The corners of Champa's mouth curled higher. He raised his hand in a leisurely manner, as if this were not a battle at all but merely a game, and slowly extended a single pinky finger.

Bang!

Boom!!

Infinite shockwaves erupted from the center of the collision, causing the flowers and grass to sway violently in that moment.

Ten seconds later.

All the shockwaves subsided.

Mu Yang's fist and Champa's pinky finger had collided.

Champa had effortlessly blocked Mu Yang's full-force strike using only his pinky, preventing him from advancing even an inch.

Mu Yang was not surprised by this result. He withdrew his fist, pulled back to a safe distance, and fixed his gaze steadily on Champa.

Even though he had anticipated it, the power of a Destroyer God still exceeded Mu Yang's expectations!

That punch he had just thrown could be considered an exceptionally strong strike in his base state.

Yet, it had been blocked by Destroyer God Champa's pinky finger.

It had to be said, this was quite a blow to his confidence.

He felt a sense of powerlessness, as if he were nothing more than an ant!

However, Mu Yang would absolutely not admit defeat. No matter how vast the gap in strength might be, he would never give up until the very last moment.

"Champa!!"

Mu Yang's eyes burned with fighting spirit as he roared Champa's name.

Conversely, Champa used the same pinky finger that had just blocked Mu Yang to pick his ear. "What are you shouting for? Your strength is too weak; no matter how much you yell, it won't change the fact that you're going to get beaten."

"I'll tell you the truth."

Champa glanced at Mu Yang with contempt. "The power I used just now wasn't even 0.1 percent of my strength, let alone 1 percent, and yet you still have no power to fight back."

"Now, you know how vast the gap between us is, don't you?"

"Indeed."

Mu Yang, however, began to laugh. "If this is the extent of your strength, it shouldn't be enough to pique the interest of a Destroyer God like you, right?"

"Then what if it is?"

Curiosity stirred within Champa. "Oh? Could it be that you have some other trick up your sleeve?"

"No matter what tricks you have, it is impossible for you to increase your combat power by more than fifty times," Champa said with absolute certainty.

"Is that so..."

Mu Yang didn't commit to an answer, merely chuckling twice.

I admit that Destroyer Gods are strong.

However, these gods who look down from on high have been up there for too long; they don't understand humans, and they understand Saiyans even less.

Humans are a race capable of creating miracles!

"Then just watch, Destroyer God Champa," Mu Yang smiled. "Watch how I increase my combat power by more than fifty times in an instant."

Nearby.

Vados, who was watching the show, looked astonished. "Could it be that there really is a way for a human to instantly increase their combat power by fifty times?"

"Who knows..." Whis thought back to the combat power he had sensed in the Destroyer God Realm at that time. It seemed it hadn't been an illusion after all. He chuckled softly, "Mu Yang is a prodigy destined to change the universe; I wouldn't be surprised by anything he does."

For a moment, the gazes of all three were locked onto Mu Yang.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Mu Yang clenched his fists, dropped into a horse stance, and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

"Ah!!!"

"Ha!!!!"

The clear sky of the Destroyer God Realm suddenly became overcast, and thunder and lightning began to rage across the heavens.

This abnormal phenomenon caught Vados, Whis, and even his opponent Champa off guard.

"You brat, what exactly are you doing?" For once, a look of panic appeared on Champa's face; he could clearly sense Mu Yang's mortal ki rising at a rapid pace.

Boom!!

The sturdy ground of the Destroyer God Realm suddenly shattered!

A thick cloud of dust billowed up.

As the roar faded and the smoke dissipated, Mu Yang's new appearance was revealed to the three of them.

His originally pitch-black pupils had turned turquoise, his hair stood on end and transformed into golden locks, and a blazing golden aura burned around his body, making him look like a dazzling new star.

"Alright, Destroyer God Champa, let's continue the fight." With his gaze locked firmly onto Champa, the corners of Mu Yang's mouth slowly curled upward.

Champa's expression was one of astonishment, so shocked that he began to stutter, "You... you guy, you actually possess a method to instantly increase your strength by 50 times."

Champa roared in his heart.

He couldn't have transformed earlier or later; he had to wait until after Champa had declared that it was impossible to increase one's strength by 50 times to do it.

Wasn't this just a slap to his own face?

Even though Champa had lived for many years and his skin was as thick as a city wall, he couldn't help but lose his composure.

This brat.

He was simply bullying this Destroyer God for being an honest man.

Champa swore to himself that he would definitely teach this arrogant brat a lesson on behalf of his twin brother, Beerus.

"Mu Yang's transformation should be a racial trait, right?" Vados, standing to the side, saw through the clues at a glance; as a veteran Angel, her insight was not to be underestimated.

Vados used her staff to lightly scan Mu Yang's body from a distance, and immediately, Mu Yang's basic information appeared on the staff.

"Saiyan?" Vados looked puzzled, staring at the race listed on the staff, yet she knew it couldn't be fake.

In other words, Mu Yang really was a Saiyan.

But the problem was, how was this possible?

Vados did not recall Saiyans having the ability to transform into a golden-haired state.

If she had to compare it to something, Vados felt that Mu Yang's transformation was somewhat similar to the transformations of the Frost Demon race in their universe.

"Sister." Whis smiled, "Just because Saiyans can't transform doesn't mean Mu Yang can't."

As Whis watched Mu Yang in his Super Saiyan state, he remarked with emotion, "He is a man capable of creating miracles."

"A man... who creates miracles..."

Vados's eyes shimmered as she looked at Mu Yang, lost in thought.