Fierce Battle, Both Sides Injured

On the battlefield.

"Hey, brat, what do you call this transformation?" Champa shouted again.

"You can call it Super Saiyan," Mu Yang said, naming the transformation directly.

"Super Saiyan?" Champa frowned as he heard the name. "Saiyan? Saiyans!"

Champa realized what he meant, his eyes bulging wide. "Saiyans can actually become this powerful?"

As the God of Destruction of Universe 6, Champa found it hard to believe; after all, as the mirror universe to Universe 7, they had Saiyans in their own universe as well.

The Saiyans residing on Planet Sadala were generally weak, and as a God of Destruction, Champa naturally looked down on them.

He never imagined that Saiyans could have such immense potential hidden within their bodies.

As a God of Destruction, Champa's eye for talent was sharp; he could tell at a glance that this was a racial trait of the Saiyan people.

In other words, every Saiyan had the potential to achieve this transformation, instantly multiplying their combat power by fifty.

"What's wrong? Can even a God of Destruction be intimidated?" Seeing Champa stunned for so long, Mu Yang provoked him.

"Hmph." Champa let out a cold snort.

"Brat, I admit this transformation of yours is quite good, but if you think you can defeat me with it, you're still far too lacking." No longer intending to be careless, Champa tapped into 0.5 percent of his God of Destruction power.

Champa's figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Where did he go?" Mu Yang frowned; he hadn't expected that even after transforming into a Super Saiyan, he still couldn't track the movements of a God of Destruction.

He truly lives up to the title of God of Destruction.

Impressive.

"I'm right here." Champa's voice rang out from behind Mu Yang. "Where are you looking?"

Before Mu Yang could even turn his head, Champa struck him squarely in the back with a punch, sending him flying.

BOOM!!

CRASH!!!

A massive splash erupted as Mu Yang plunged into the water.

Champa stared coldly at the surface.

"Whoosh!"

Two energy blasts suddenly shot out from the water, heading straight for Champa.

"Brat, I already anticipated your tricks." The energy blasts didn't even touch Champa before being erased by his God of Destruction energy. "Your combat experience is still too green."

"Is that so, God of Destruction?"

Mu Yang's voice echoed from within the water.

Champa frowned, a bad premonition rising in his heart. At that very moment, a sudden sense of crisis flared up behind him.

Champa turned his head to look behind him, his eyes widening in shock.

"This is..."

He saw a powerful energy blast hurtling toward his back.

It was about to make contact.

"Hakai..." Champa began to channel his God of Destruction energy.

"I won't let you get away with it!" Mu Yang suddenly surged out of the water and grabbed Champa in a tight hold.

"Are you insane?" Champa struggled incessantly, his expression flustered. "If you do this, you'll be hit by your own attack too!"

"It doesn't matter to me," Mu Yang said, his expression remaining calm. "Even if it costs me my life, I will win this time."

"You lunatic." Champa watched the powerful energy blast closing in, his eyes bloodshot. "You're basically killing 500 enemies while suffering 2000 damage yourself, don't forget that!"

"I am stronger than you. I won't be finished if I'm hit by this blast, but if you are, it will definitely impact your combat power."

"It doesn't matter to me." Mu Yang also turned to look at the blast mere inches away and smiled. "Only by using this 'injury-for-injury' tactic is there a possibility of winning. The rest is just a test of willpower."

"Madman! You madman!"

"Let go of me! Let go of me right now!!"

Champa no longer wanted to tangle with this lunatic and struggled continuously.

But even with only one percent of his power available, it was impossible for Champa, as a powerful God of Destruction, to break free in an instant.

If he used Hakai, he could certainly break free, but Mu Yang would be completely obliterated by the energy of destruction, and he wouldn't be able to answer to Whis or Beerus.

Veins bulged on Mu Yang's forehead as he desperately resisted Champa's struggles, feeling the immense strain.

Trying to restrain someone much stronger than himself was no easy task.

One slight slip, and he would escape.

RUMBLE!!

BOOM!!!

The Destruction Ki Blast struck both of them.

They were sent flying in opposite directions simultaneously.

After smashing through dozens of large trees, Mu Yang finally managed to come to a halt, the golden aura around his body flickering dimly.

"I wonder how effective that attack was?" Mu Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without a care and looked toward the direction where Champa had just been sent flying.

Vados and Whis also cast their gazes in that direction.

Seeing that Mu Yang was unharmed, Whis breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It would be troublesome if the Candidate Destroyer were to be injured.

It was good that he was safe.

Vados also turned her gaze toward Mu Yang, her eyes shimmering with intrigue.

What a handsome man.

What a genius warrior!

Vados had not expected Mu Yang to adopt a strategy of trading injury for injury, but if she put herself in his shoes and thought about it, she realized this was truly the best option Mu Yang could have chosen.

Champa's body was buried beneath a pile of trees.

"BOOM!!"

In an instant, all the trees were annihilated, leaving not even a speck of wood dust behind.

Champa's eyes were cold, and a purple aura swirled around his body, his presence radiating an incomparable, terrifying, and irresistible magnitude.

Without a doubt.

He was angry!

Only at this moment had Champa truly begun to use 10 percent of his power.

Champa scanned his surroundings, and upon spotting Mu Yang with his keen eyesight, he flew toward him.

A trail of purple aura streaked across the sky.

Watching Champa fly toward him at high speed, Mu Yang did not fear; instead, he laughed, "Finally getting serious, are you?"

The next second, Mu Yang's gaze suddenly turned ruthless, and a layer of purple aura belonging to a Destroyer coated his golden aura.

Mu Yang took flight, waiting in the air for Champa's arrival.

A moment later.

Champa flew before Mu Yang, and the two stood in a standoff.

"You have quite the nerve, daring to treat me like this!"

"Champa, let's continue."

Mu Yang saw that Champa was clearly getting serious.

Hearing this, Champa had no desire for further talk; he gathered a purple Destruction Ki Blast in his hand, which radiated a pressure capable of destroying everything.

"See if you can take this."

"Destruction."

Champa hurled the energy sphere of Destruction power he had condensed in his hand.

Mu Yang was no fool; possessing the power of destruction himself, he knew exactly how terrifying it was and had no intention of taking it head-on.

Mu Yang twisted his body to the side to dodge, and the Destruction Ki Blast grazed past him.

BOOM!!

The Destruction Ki Blast slammed into a distant mountain peak.

In an instant.

The mountain peak turned to dust, leaving absolutely nothing behind!

The power of destruction was truly terrifying.