The Grand Priest standing to one side nodded with a smile, then bowed slightly and patiently explained to the Grand Zeno beside him in a low voice, "By the way, Grand Zeno- King, the Universe 6's Son Goku is currently frantically increasing his ki in the center of the arena."
"Actually, it's that Saiyan that Mr. Qin Feng specially brought back from another dimension using his God of Time and Space power!"
"Huh? So it was him? He's really amazing!"
"It seems that with his strong involvement, this life-or-death battle will definitely make the competition even more exciting and worth watching! Mr. Qin Feng has done a fantastic job this time..."
Upon hearing this explanation, the Grand Zeno was initially stunned, but then the look of excitement that came from finding it amusing reappeared on his oval, chubby face.
In reality, for the all-powerful Grand Zeno, the participants selected for the martial arts tournament are, in name only, representing which parallel universe?
Whether it came from some unknown ancient historical timeline or not, he had absolutely no interest in it, or rather, these rules and regulations were not important to him.
The only thing he was truly interested in and concerned about was whether the upcoming elimination round would be very exciting, and whether the clashes would escalate to their most intense level.
This is the result that he, the supreme god, most wanted to see.
"Yes, that was a really great job."
"Judging from this standoff, these two Saiyan from different dimensions are indeed flawless in terms of overall strength, and they are fully capable of adding many exciting and thrilling confrontations to the upcoming Tournament of Power."
The Grand Priest nodded again, his hands behind his back, and echoed the sentiment with an extremely affirmative tone of praise.
Undeniably, the Son Goku from another dimension that Qin Feng brought back is ridiculously powerful in terms of raw strength. If he continues to rise without limit at this rate of breaking through limitations...
Looking at all the elite contestants on the 100-meter Alloy Arena, the number of those who could be absolutely certain of surpassing him in a head-on confrontation could probably be counted on one hand.
"Tch, what on earth is that muscle-bound idiot Son Goku doing backstage?"
"Didn't I already give them repeated instructions in the Whis's Temple before the competition even started?"
Sitting on the high chair of the Universe 6, the God of Destruction Champa, had a long, drawn-out face, and his expression wasn't particularly pleasant.
Before leading the main force to this desolate space, he gave countless instructions and warnings in the World of the God of Destruction.
They were repeatedly warned that in the first half hour of the competition, they should absolutely not use all their strength to fight to the death with others.
Son Goku, this hot-blooded martial arts fanatic, completely ignored the divine decree of the God of Destruction.
"What's wrong, Lord Champa?"
" Son Goku's invincible aura on the field right now represents the highest honor of our Universe 6, and he can be said to be stealing the spotlight."
"Didn't you notice that the faces of those ordinary universe's God of Destruction around us are all filled with unsightly expressions of envy and jealousy?"
"Having won the envy and jealousy of so many gods in full view of everyone, does Lord Champa still feel unhappy?"
Paris, the guiding Angel sitting beside him, turned her head to look at the sullen-faced fat cat. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she asked with a smile.
Based on her understanding of Champa's extremely domineering personality, with so many colleagues envying and admiring it, this fat cat should be feeling incredibly proud and smug right now!
But seeing his anxious, scratching-headed expression, it was clear that he was feeling rather unhappy and irritable.
"Happy? Do you think I can be happy in my current situation? I warned them repeatedly before the competition even started."
"In the first half of the chaotic battle, remember to play it safe and don't rush to unleash your true strength against weaker opponents!"
"It's best not to easily expose even the most basic Super Saiyan 4 form to others!"
"But look at this stubborn guy, he's got a hundred tacks and the game time isn't even five minutes over yet."
"He's already so impulsive, he wants to unleash all his trump cards and fight to the death with himself from Universe 7!"
"Once he's allowed to unleash his full power so freely in front of everyone, the true limits of his abilities will soon be clear to all the team leaders and contestants from all the universes."
"What if those envious old foxes from the universe team up against him and plot an attack?"
"Isn't this essentially just asking for trouble and deliberately creating problems that can't be erased?"
Champa was so angry that the whiskers around his mouth trembled violently, and he coldly complained, clearly feeling quite uncomfortable.
Even if we assume that those old foxes from other universes each have their own ulterior motives and wouldn't immediately harbor any malicious intentions to join forces and annihilate the sharp-tongued Son Goku.
However, he now goes Full Power Form out from the very first minute to fight his opponents of the same level.
If the battle drags into the final stages of the match, his dwindling energy reserves will inevitably lead to an irreversible collapse in his physical abilities!
When the time came, there was absolutely no way he could drag his exhausted body until the game was completely over.
The serious tactical consequences are the core concern that keeps him, as the leader of the camp, up at this moment and causes him the most sleepless nights.
"After your detailed analysis, it does seem to be a troublesome tactical hidden danger! However, Lord Champa, there's no need to be too pessimistic about the situation."
"Don't we still have Vegeta and Hit, these two great generals, firmly in our starting ten?"
"Those two guys are definitely more mature and composed in terms of personality and fighting intelligence compared to Son Goku, who is prone to getting carried away when he's hot-blooded."
"I believe that as long as the two of them are strategizing and cooperating behind the scenes, the final showdown on the field shouldn't result in any major fatal errors."
Angel Paris nodded in agreement, then gently comforted the anxious Champa beside her.
"Sigh, it seems that for now, we can only place all our hopes on those two guys' reliable tactics."
Champa rubbed his aching temples, let out a long, helpless sigh, and at this very moment...
Even as the God of Destruction, he could only sit on the high chair on the platform and watch helplessly as a spectator, unable to offer any substantial help to the teams below due to the strict restrictions of the rules.
It seems that all we can do now is try our best and leave the rest to fate.
If the Universe 6 is truly destined to be ruthlessly wiped out, then no matter how hard they try now, it will all be in vain in the end.
At this very moment, on the massive Alloy Arena, all the otherworldly contestants engaged in the chaotic battle seemed to be deliberately making way for Son Goku in the center of the arena.
Feeling that overwhelming force, many people were self-aware enough to realize that they were no match for it.
Even if there were some unruly individuals on the field who might have malicious thoughts towards Son Goku, they could only suppress those unrealistic impulses due to the current situation.
Because this time, their individual victories or defeats will directly determine the future fate of an entire universe!
Therefore, even if deep down you really want to fight and prove yourself, you have to force yourself to hold back now.
In the eyes of these shrewd old foxes, the Son Goku of both timelines was so powerful that he was like a monster.
Once these two battle maniacs have fought to the bitter end, both exhausted and worn out, they can then sit back and reap the benefits.
"Haaah!"
Right in the center of everyone's attention, the final, deep, furious roar that resounded through the heavens came to an end.
In GT Son Goku's physical appearance has undergone a dramatic transformation.
All that could be seen was that his strong muscles were covered with wild, explosive red body hair, and his thick, long hair had completely transformed into a majestic dark red.
A layer of swirling, dark red, violent aura appeared around his entire body.
Moreover, after forcibly entering this subversive form, the air temperature within a kilometer radius of the alloy coordinates where he stood suddenly and wildly increased, becoming so hot that it made one's skin burn.
"This is the latest transformation form that I have developed through arduous seclusion and training, and it also represents all the core power that I currently possess."
" Limit Super Saiyan 4 Full Power Form, unleash the true power of your god-like path and let's have a spectacular battle!"
After perfectly transforming into his Limit Full-Power Super Saiyan 4 form, GT Son Goku stared intently at Super Saiyan Blue Son Goku opposite him with his wild eyes. His tone was calm but full of absolute fighting spirit as he casually challenged him to a duel.
"The pressure emanating from your physical body is indeed extremely powerful, many times stronger than when I fought you head-on in the Whis's Temple last time."
"However, in what seems like only a few days, my strength in the rear has also seen a leap forward."
Super Saiyan Blue Son Goku's dark pupils were filled with undisguised fervor and excitement as he grinned and shouted.
To be honest, seeing with my own eyes that another version of myself in another dimension could develop such an astonishing level of wild power, the pure excitement of encountering the ultimate enemy was something that was impossible to conceal.
"In just a few days?"
GT Son Goku was slightly taken aback by these words, but with his combat wisdom, he quickly realized the absurdity of the statement.