"Master Qin Feng, what are your plans next?"
Beerus took advantage of the situation and asked.
"There are no special arrangements for now."
"However, my intuition tells me that Belmod and Quitela, the two gutter rats, will never be able to swallow this breath."
Qin Feng touched his chin and analyzed lightly.
Those two guys looked like they were the kind of narrow-minded and unyielding masters.
Especially the clown Belmod, who looks gloomy and calm on the surface.
But once such deep-minded people are pushed into a hurry, their revenge will often be even crazier than those who shout on the surface.
Today, in front of Grand Zeno, I made both of their faces swollen.
Based on their personalities, Liangzi has become a mortal enemy.
Of course, this is just one of the trivial reasons.
The core and most deadly fuse is Tournament of Power!
In the chaotic battle just now, these two guys have deeply realized their level-crushing strength.
They know very well that as long as they play, their respective universes will have absolutely no hope of survival!
Under the death threat of being erased by Grand Zeno.
These two mad dogs are likely to do anything extremely crazy and stupid...
"No way?"
"Although I also know that these two people are petty and vindictive. But now you are God of Time and Space who was personally canonized by Master Grand Zeno!"
"With ten of their courage, they won't dare to do something evil to you, right? That's a capital crime. Isn't this an old birthday star eating arsenic--doesn't he think he has a long life?"
Beerus's eyes widened and he retorted in disbelief.
You know, Qin Feng's current strength is unfathomable. With those two defeated generals, they can't even break Qin Feng's defense.
To put it bluntly, even if they really have some shady trump card that can threaten Qin Feng.
But if they really dare to secretly kill God of Time and Space, they are openly provoking the authority of Grand Zeno and Grand Priest!
Once the matter is revealed, not only will they die, but the entire universe where they live will be buried with them!
"It can't be said that they want to live longer. To be precise, they want to survive."
"If you put yourself in my shoes, if I successfully participate in Tournament of Power, do they still have the slightest hope of winning?"
"Since it is a dead end to be erased anyway."
"Although the risk of taking action against me is extremely high, once exposed, there will be no life or death, but if Grand Zeno doesn't discover it, this will at least be their only life-saving straw to make a comeback!"
"If it were you, if you were forced into this situation, what would you choose?"
Qin Feng looked at Beerus and pointed out the stakes.
As the saying goes, a dog jumps over the wall when it is anxious, and a rabbit bites when it is anxious.
What's more, there are two powerful God of Destruction!
If they can kill themselves without anyone noticing before Tournament of Power starts, their chance of survival will be greatly increased.
But if you do nothing, you will just sit at home and wait to die.
"That's it..."
Beerus suddenly understood and nodded.
Listening to Qin Feng's analysis, it is really possible for those two lunatics to engage in this kind of beheading business.
"I hope these two idiots don't do anything stupid."
Beerus prayed silently in his heart.
Although he and the two guys didn't like each other, it could even be said that they were incompatible.
But he also didn't want to watch his colleagues being mercilessly crushed to death by Grand Zeno for such stupid reasons.
To provoke the current Qin Feng is no different from sending someone to death.
"Okay, stop worrying here and go do what you're supposed to do!"
"Although our Universe 7 has a vast territory and rich resources, it is not an easy task to gather ten capable top players within a month!"
Qin Feng waved at Beerus.
Then, put your fingers together between your eyebrows and activate Instant Transmission.
With Broly, Uub and Piccolo, they left World of the God of Destruction directly and returned to the West City Villa on Earth.
"Husband, are you okay? Are you not injured?"
As soon as he stood in the living room, Android 18 walked up to him quickly on high heels.
She looked anxious, and regardless of the presence of outsiders, she ran her fair and slender jade hands up and down Qin Feng's body, carefully checking whether he had any injuries.
When Qin Feng was called away by the mysterious Grand Priest, she was very nervous.
Because from Qin Feng's rare serious expression, she could feel that the mysterious existence named Grand Zeno possessed terrifying power that ordinary people could not imagine.
And my husband, who has always been fearless, seemed a little lacking in confidence in the face of that power.
"Of course it's okay. Just those little Karami, how can they still hurt me?"
Qin Feng smiled and hugged Android 18's slender waist, lowered his head, kissed the smooth and white forehead, and softly comforted her.
"It's okay."
"Go and wash your hands and eat. I made your favorite dish and it's almost cold."
After confirming that Qin Feng was safe and sound, Android 18's frown relaxed, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
Although she has blind worship of her man's strength!
But as Qin Feng comes into contact with higher and higher levels, the monsters he encounters become more and more abnormal.
As a wife, how can I not be worried?
"Let's go eat!"
Qin Feng hugged Android 18's soft waist and strutted towards the restaurant.
The two martial arts idiots Broly and Uub, under the advice of the veteran Piccolo, very wisely went to Gravity Chamber together to continue sweating.
Broly and Uub, two simple-minded guys, may not understand these twists and turns.
But Piccolo is a veteran.
I think back then, when he was working as a nanny for Gohan at Mount Paozu, he had quite a lot of experience in this area.
If you stay as a light bulb at this time, your life will be shortened.
Universe 11, World of the God of Destruction.
"Damn it! These are these cowards who can't stand up to the wall!"
"I tried so hard to point out a way for them to survive, but they just turned their backs?!"
Belmod Belmod was like an enraged beast, smashing things crazily in the hall to vent his anger.
The proposal just made was nominally to bring everyone together to fight against Grand Zeno's erasure rules.
But his fundamental purpose is to drag everyone into trouble!
As long as we can fool everyone into joining forces to kill Qin Feng, then Tournament of Power will be there one month later.
Universe 11, who has the combat power ceiling of Jiren, can absolutely crush all opponents!
Get the final victory.
This is his plan to kill two birds with one stone.
As long as Qin Feng dies, all other universes will be like chickens and dogs in front of Jiren!
"Master Belmod, please forgive me."
"Maybe you should calm down and seriously consider Lord Champa's previous suggestion."
"If the God of Destructions of the twelve universes can unite and plead with Master Grand Zeno together, we may be able to win a glimmer of hope."
"But if you insist on having your own way, choose this extreme way to provoke God of Time and Space."
"Once the matter is revealed, the consequences will be an unbearable catastrophe for our entire universe."
Angel Marcarita waved his staff, restored the hall to its original state, and spoke out his advice again in a serious tone.
Belmod's crazy behavior now is completely like walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff!
He was betting on the negligible success rate of the assassination.
If you are lucky, the plan succeeds, and no news leaks out, you may still be able to survive.
But once the assassination fails, or the news is leaked!
What awaits them will be Grand Zeno's 200% cruel obliteration without any room for mercy!
"Shut up!"
"Tournament of Power's champion, I will decide! Qin Feng, that despicable human being, I must also send him to hell with my own hands!"
"Having a bug sitting on your head one after another and shitting on you is such a shame and humiliation. Even if I risk my life, I will never be able to swallow it!"
Belmod's eyes were bloodshot and he clenched his fists tightly.
He has obviously gone crazy.
Even if other God of Destruction are cowards, they don't dare to get involved in this matter.
He will never give up either!
There is still a full month left before the conference.
He didn't believe that he, a God of Destruction, couldn't think of a way to kill a human being!
Toot toot...
Just when Belmod was furious.
Marcarita The black Crystal Ball on the top of the staff suddenly flashed rapidly.
Marcarita glanced at Crystal Ball, and his expression moved slightly. "Sir Belmod, this is a video communication request from Universe 4's God of Destruction Quitela. Do you need help to connect it?"
"Quitela?"
"Why is this damn rat looking for me now? Just now at the Zeno's Palace, he didn't even dare to fart and directly cut off the spiritual connection!"
Belmod was furious, and when he heard the name Quitela, he became even more furious.
Now he doesn't like God of Destruction from twelve universes.
They are all a bunch of weaklings who only dare to hide in their nests.
Being ridden on the neck by a mere human being to pee, none of them even dared to fart loudly!
Those other things that have nothing to do with God of Destruction are nothing to worry about.
But you, Quitela, just like me, were beaten into a pig head by Qin Feng in public!
Why are you so scared?!
"Huh... take it over!"
Belmod took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and gave instructions to Marcarita.
This damn rat definitely didn't have good intentions when he took the initiative to contact me at this juncture.
It is obviously unrealistic to try to win over other neutral God of Destruction.
But Quitela is different. This dead rat is even more narrow-minded than himself, and like himself, he hates Qin Feng to the core.
This is the only ally he can possibly win over at the moment.
Communication is connected.
Above Crystal Ball, the obscene virtual projection of Quitela was projected.
"Hmph! Why do you have the nerve to contact me, you shy little turtle?"
"We had such a good opportunity just now at Whis's Temple. Why did you pretend to be deaf and dumb and not join me in inciting everyone to deal with Qin Feng?"
Belmod folded his hands on his chest, his tone full of resentment and accusation.
Now he has been holding back a lot of anger and has nowhere to vent it.
"Belmod, other universes say that you, the clown, are the deepest and calmest one in God of Destruction."
"I never thought that if something happened, you would be so hopelessly stupid."
"I got to know you again today..."
Quitela not only did not explain, but instead used a colder and more contemptuous tone to retort mercilessly.
There was a strong sense of ridicule in that tone.