A gentle breeze swept past, and the grass swayed. The trees wished for stillness, but the wind would not cease.
Mu Yang assumed a fighting stance, warily eyeing Champa, but for the moment he didn't dare attack rashly.
Against an opponent whose strength far surpassed his own, charging in without finding an opening would only lead to certain death.
Unlike Mu Yang, who was on guard,
Champa, the God of Destruction, looked completely at ease. He clasped his hands behind his back, a teasing smile on his lips. "What's wrong? Afraid to come at me?"
Mu Yang knitted his brows, studying every inch of Champa's body.
Nothing. I can't find anything!
I can't find a single opening in Champa's defenses.
He wasn't even taking a stance, yet there were almost no openings. He was practically invulnerable!
Impressive. No wonder he's the God of Destruction.
Mu Yang had no intention of continuing to sit back and wait. At this rate, he'd only be prolonging the inevitable.
He tapped the ground with his toes and charged toward the God of Destruction, swinging his fist.
Champa's smile widened. He leisurely raised a hand, as if this weren't a fight at all, but a game. Then he slowly extended his little finger.
Bam!
Boom!!
An endless wave of air burst from the center of the collision, and the flowers and grass swayed violently.
Ten seconds later,
the waves of air died down.
Mu Yang's fist had met Champa's little finger.
Champa had stopped Mu Yang's all-out attack with nothing more than his little finger, and Mu Yang couldn't advance an inch.
Mu Yang wasn't surprised by the result. He drew back his fist, retreated to a safe distance, and stared intently at Champa.
Even though he'd expected it, the God of Destruction's power still exceeded his expectations!
That punch had already been an extraordinarily powerful strike for him in his normal state.
And yet the God of Destruction, Champa, had stopped it with his little finger.
He had to admit, it was pretty discouraging.
It left him feeling as powerless as an ant!
But Mu Yang would never admit defeat. No matter how vast the gap in their strength, he wouldn't give up until the very last moment.
"Champa!!"
Mu Yang's eyes blazed with fighting spirit as he shouted Champa's name.
Champa, meanwhile, used the little finger that had just blocked Mu Yang's attack to pick at his ear. "Why are you shouting? You're too weak. Shout all you want; it won't change the fact that you're going to get beaten up."
"I'll tell you the truth."
Champa glanced at Mu Yang scornfully. "The power I just used wasn't even one percent of my strength. It didn't even reach 0.1 percent, and you still couldn't fight back at all."
"Now you know how big the gap between us is, don't you?"
"Yeah."
Mu Yang actually laughed. "But if that's all the strength you've got, it can't be enough to get a God of Destruction like you excited, can it?"
"What if I do this?"
Champa grew curious. "Oh? Are you telling me you've got some other trick?"
"Whatever you've got, there's no way you can increase your battle power by more than fifty times," Champa said with absolute certainty.
"Is that so..."
Mu Yang didn't confirm or deny it. He just chuckled.
I admit that the Gods of Destruction are powerful.
But these lofty gods have been up high for so long that they don't understand humans, let alone Saiyans.
Humans are a race capable of creating miracles!
"Then watch closely, God of Destruction Champa," Mu Yang said with a smile. "Watch me raise my battle power more than fiftyfold in an instant."
Nearby,
Vados, who was watching the show, looked astonished. "Is there really some way to instantly increase a human's battle power by fifty times?"
"Who knows..." Whis recalled the battle power he'd sensed in the Destroyer God Realm back then. It seemed it hadn't been his imagination after all. He chuckled. "Mu Yang is a genius destined to change the universe. Nothing he does would surprise me."
The three of them turned their eyes to Mu Yang all at once.
With everyone watching,
Mu Yang clenched both fists and sank into a horse stance. A earthshaking roar rose from his throat.
"Aah!!!"
"Hah!!!!"
The clear skies over the Destroyer God Realm suddenly turned dark with storm clouds. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled overhead.
This sudden change in the weather left Vados, Whis, and even Champa, his opponent, stunned.
"What the heck are you doing?" For once, Champa looked a little flustered. He could clearly sense Mu Yang's mortal energy rising at an incredible speed.
Thump!!
The sturdy ground of the Destroyer God Realm suddenly cracked apart!
A thick cloud of dust billowed up.
As the roar died away, the dust cleared, revealing Mu Yang's appearance to the three of them.
His once-black pupils had turned bright blue, and his hair stood on end, transformed into golden locks. A blazing golden aura burned around him, like a dazzling new star.
"All right, God of Destruction Champa. Let's continue our fight." Mu Yang fixed his gaze on Champa and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
Champa stared at him in astonishment, so shocked that he could barely get the words out. "Y-You actually have a way to increase your strength fiftyfold in an instant!"
Champa's mind roared.
He could've transformed earlier or later, but he'd waited until Champa said it was impossible to increase his strength fiftyfold before doing it.
Wasn't that just rubbing it in?
Even though Champa had lived for many years and had skin as thick as a city wall, he could barely take it.
This kid...
He was practically bullying the honest God of Destruction!
Champa swore to himself that he would give this arrogant God of Destruction a good lesson on behalf of his dear brother Beerus.
"Mu Yang's transformation must be a racial ability, right?" Vados immediately saw what was going on. As a veteran Angel, she naturally had an impressive eye for such things.
Vados used the Scepter in her hand to sweep it lightly over Mu Yang from a distance. At once, Mu Yang's basic information appeared on the Scepter.
"A Saiyan?" Vados looked at Mu Yang's race on the Scepter, puzzled, but there was no mistaking it.
In other words, Mu Yang really was a Saiyan.
But the question was, how was this possible?
Vados couldn't remember Saiyans having a transformation that turned their hair gold.
If she had to name something similar,
Vados thought Mu Yang's transformation looked a little like the transformations of the Frost Demons in their universe.
"Sister." Whis smiled. "Just because Saiyans can't transform doesn't mean Mu Yang can't."
Watching Mu Yang in his Super Saiyan form, Whis added with a sigh, "He's a man who can create miracles."
"A man who can... create miracles..."
Vados's eyes shimmered as she watched Mu Yang, her mind turning over thoughts she kept to herself.
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