Vermoud, Your Disciple Isn't Good Enough!

"Bang!"

Vegeta couldn't be bothered to keep talking to Dyspo, so he simply flew up and kicked him square in the face.

Dyspo was caught off guard, leaving a clear boot print on his face.

"Swish!"

With a flicker of movement, Vegeta appeared directly above Dyspo.

"Bang!"

Vegeta delivered a bicycle kick, slamming his foot into Dyspo's shoulder.

Dyspo let out a miserable shriek as he plummeted from the sky.

"Boom!"

Dyspo crashed into the Pride Troopers' headquarters below, leaving a massive crater in the ground.

The conference room of the Pride Troopers' headquarters was smashed to pieces on the spot.

"Pah." Vegeta spat, his hands still tucked deep in his pockets.

High above.

Toppo flew rapidly to Vermoud's side.

Toppo froze.

It really was Lord Vermoud.

Lord Vermoud had actually come.

And... that elephant-like God of Destruction, was that the God of Destruction from Universe 10?

"Greetings, Lord Vermoud, Lady Marcarita." Toppo immediately stepped forward to salute.

Just as Toppo was bowing, Vegeta kicked Dyspo down from the sky.

Dyspo's screams drifted up from below.

"That bastard!" Toppo gritted his teeth, clenching his fists tightly.

"No need for formalities." Vermoud's face darkened. "Just as that brat said, he is the Apprentice God of Destruction from Universe 10. Go and give him a sound thrashing!"

"I know what to do, Lord Vermoud." Toppo bowed once more.

"Whoosh!"

Following that, Toppo dove from the sky, charging toward where Vegeta was positioned.

"Rumsshi, your apprentice is quite something." Vermoud chuckled.

"He's alright, I suppose." Rumsshi laughed, looking increasingly smug.

"Shall we just let them fight? Shouldn't we add some stakes?" Vermoud asked with a smile.

"What do you have in mind?" Rumsshi asked.

"How about the loser works for the winner for 100 years?" Vermoud proposed. "Not a bad deal, right?"

"Work for 100 years?" Rumsshi flicked his elephant trunk and muttered to himself.

"I happen to be retiring within the next 100 years, so if you lose, you work for me for 100 years. Consider it helping out my apprentice, so he can get used to the work of a God of Destruction," Vermoud smiled.

"And if I win?" Rumsshi asked, puzzled.

"If you win, well, I'll be retired... and since I'll have nothing but free time, I'll just head over to your universe and help you out. Helping you destroy planets sounds like fun, doesn't it?" Vermoud argued convincingly.

"That actually makes sense. It's a deal." Rumsshi agreed readily. "If Vegeta loses, I'll work for you for 100 years."

"Good. If Toppo loses to Vegeta, I'll work for you for 100 years!" Vermoud nodded.

Cus and Marcarita remained silent.

Gods of Destruction often made such wagers.

Below.

Toppo dove down and appeared directly in front of Vegeta.

"Apprentice God of Destruction from Universe 10!" Toppo snorted.

"My name is Vegeta. You can call me by my name." Vegeta kept his hands in his pockets, a smile on his face.

"I am Toppo," Toppo stated his name.

"No need to tell me your name. You're just a nobody," Vegeta chuckled lightly.

"Whether I'm a nobody or not, you'll find out soon enough." Toppo let out a cold huff. "Prepare yourself! This concerns the honor of the Gods of Destruction!"

"Come on then." Vegeta kept his hands in his pockets and beckoned with his toes.

Toppo: "..."

This was too insulting.

"Take your hands out of your pockets!" Toppo's face turned black.

"To deal with a guy like you, why would I need my hands?" A smile appeared on Vegeta's face.

Veins bulged on Toppo's forehead, and a look of rage appeared.

"Kid, I hope you don't regret this." Toppo let out a cold snort and rushed rapidly toward Vegeta.

"Bang!"

Toppo threw a fierce punch toward Vegeta.

Vegeta still had his hands in his pockets; he lightly raised his knee and blocked Toppo's fist directly with it.

"Bang!"

Vegeta immediately followed up with a flying kick, landing it squarely on Toppo's chest.

Toppo was caught off guard and slid backward.

However, Toppo immediately spread his arms, and his powerful energy surged, bringing him to a halt in mid-air.

"Damnable brat!" Toppo gritted his teeth.

This kid is much stronger than I imagined.

Toppo fixed his gaze on the direction where Vegeta was.

However, upon looking, the color drained from Toppo's face.

Vegeta had vanished from his spot without him noticing.

"What? Where did he go?" Toppo's expression became increasingly grave.

"Eat my leg!" Vegeta said, his voice descending from directly above Toppo.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately after, a leg flew down from the sky at high speed.

Toppo: "????"

Toppo was stunned for three whole seconds.

What is the meaning of this?

Why do I feel like a leg just fell down?

Did you accidentally kick your own leg off while trying to kick me?

"Bang!"

Toppo let out a cold snort, swung his hand, and slapped the flying leg away.

However, just as Toppo swatted Vegeta's leg away, Vegeta appeared instantly right in front of him.

"Bang!"

Vegeta thrust his knee upward, slamming it directly into Toppo's chin.

"Awoo..."

Toppo let out a miserable scream, having been caught off guard.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Vegeta unleashed a flurry of kicks at Toppo with his remaining leg.

Toppo: "..."

What the hell...

You only have one leg left, yet you're still kicking with such enthusiasm?

"Swish!"

After landing a few kicks, Vegeta swiftly appeared directly above Toppo.

"Bang!"

Vegeta whipped his tail, striking Toppo hard across the face.

Instantly, a bright red mark appeared on Toppo's cheek.

"Eat my leg again!" Vegeta flew rapidly toward his severed leg and kicked it.

"Whoosh!"

Vegeta's severed leg flew toward Toppo at high speed and slammed into his face.

Toppo tumbled through the air several times.

Vegeta, meanwhile, unhurriedly regenerated his severed leg.

From start to finish, Vegeta kept his hands in his pockets.

"Hey!"

Toppo spread his arms, his energy exploding as he stabilized his body.

He then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression turning even more solemn.

High above in the sky.

"Vermoud, your disciple isn't cutting it; he's still got a long way to go." Rumsshi laughed heartily.