"I'd say there's an eighty or ninety percent chance I'm right. And the owner of this ki is probably this universe's God of Destruction." Qin Feng rubbed his chin.
Even though the other guy was still a long way off, Qin Feng could sense him clearly.
If Champa really came looking for him, things would get interesting.
Hit, the assassin from Universe 6, wasn't even a challenge. The only one who could still pique Qin Feng's interest was this fat-cat God of Destruction.
"God of Destruction? Is he cut from the same cloth as Supreme Kai?" Android 18 asked curiously, batting her beautiful eyes.
Supreme Kai Shin had been such a coward. He'd nearly wet himself at the drop of a hat, and it was hard to take him seriously.
"They're about equal in status, but their power is worlds apart. A God of Destruction could crush ten thousand Supreme Kais with one finger," Qin Feng explained casually.
"That strong?"
Android 18's pretty face changed slightly. The heat of desire that had flared up in her moments ago faded at once. "Can you handle him?"
"Don't worry. With my current strength, I can take him easily." Qin Feng looked utterly confident.
Among the Gods of Destruction in the Twelve Universes, that fat bastard Champa was definitely at the bottom.
He spent all day eating, drinking, and having fun instead of training. His figure had gone to seed, and his fighting power was pathetic.
In the manga's Zen Exhibition Match, he was also the one who got beaten up the worst.
"Ding! The God of Destruction of Universe 6, Champa, has locked onto the host. Choice mission triggered!"
"Option One: A wise man avoids danger. Leave Universe 6 immediately. Reward: Immortality."
"Option Two: Temporarily set aside your pride and beg Champa for mercy. Reward: Power equal to Jiren's."
"Option Three: Face him head-on and beat the God of Destruction Champa to a pulp! Reward: Permanent God of Destruction power!"
The system's voice rang out in Qin Feng's mind right on time.
"Perfect timing." Qin Feng's heart lifted with delight.
The system always gave him missions when he ran into powerful enemies. What he cared about more was the reward.
"Option three. I'll take Champa head-on!" Qin Feng ordered without hesitation.
Immortality sounded impressive, but before a God of Destruction, it was a joke.
One blast of Hakai Energy would erase him, body and soul. There'd be no coming back from that.
As for Jiren's power?
Forget it. With Mastered Ultra Instinct in hand, Qin Feng could toy with Jiren. That reward held no appeal.
Most importantly, beg a fat bastard for mercy? Never!
Permanent Hakai Energy was the real trump card.
Once he mastered this divine technique, which contained the power of rules, he wouldn't have to fear any God of Destruction he ran into again.
"Come on. Let's wait for him on that dead planet up ahead."
Qin Feng wrapped an arm around Android 18's slender waist and used Instant Transmission. They appeared on a barren, desolate planet.
If he really fought a God of Destruction with everything he had, the battle would unleash enough force to destroy heaven and earth.
He might be ruthless, but he had no interest in slaughtering innocent civilians.
Half an hour later.
Whoosh!
Two streaks of light cut across the sky. The God of Destruction Champa and the Angel Vados landed smoothly.
"You finally made it. Took you long enough."
Qin Feng stood up with his hands in his pockets, his tone full of teasing.
"Oh? So you sensed us coming. No wonder you deliberately picked an uninhabited planet." Vados covered her mouth with a light laugh, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.
She'd wondered why the two of them had come to this godforsaken place. It turned out they didn't want their fight to hurt any innocent people. They weren't so bad after all.
"Hmph! Now that you've become a god, it's no surprise you can sense my ki!"
Champa planted his hands on his hips, stuck out his round belly, and looked utterly arrogant. "But I have to hand it to you—you've got guts. You knew I was coming, yet you didn't run. You actually stayed here to wait for your death!"
Judging by the young man's reaction, he clearly knew who they were.
It was certainly unusual for a human to know about the Gods of Destruction.
"Run? With those big ears and that fat head?"
"You're a bottom-rung God of Destruction. What makes you think I'd run from you?" Qin Feng scoffed, his gaze dripping with contempt.
Since he'd accepted a mission to beat Champa up, there was no reason to be polite. He might as well say whatever would hurt the most.
"A mere god?!"
"Damn brat! You have no idea how high the heavens are!"
Champa's eyes flew wide open as killing intent erupted from him.
He'd lived for hundreds of millions of years, and nobody had ever dared call him fat to his face. Nobody had ever looked down on him with such contempt, either!
This arrogant brat was practically daring him to snap, again and again!
"What's so special about being a God of Destruction?"
"Before Grand Zeno, you're still just a dog on its knees, wagging its tail and begging for mercy. Don't flatter yourself." Qin Feng kept twisting the knife, every word aimed straight at Champa's sorest spot.
"Ho ho ho! This young man has quite a sharp tongue. Lord Champa's about to burst with anger!" Vados watched from the sidelines, thoroughly enjoying the show.
Champa was used to throwing his weight around. She hadn't seen him this put out in a long time.
"Shut up!"
"Worm! I was only going to break your legs and leave it at that, but you've managed to piss me off!"
"I'll crush your bones one by one and send you to hell in endless pain and terror!"
Champa trembled with rage, every roll of fat on his body quivering. His fists clenched with a crack, and his features twisted into a murderous grimace.
"Anyone can talk big."
"If you want to fight, then hurry up. Quit stalling."
Qin Feng crooked a finger at him impatiently, openly taunting him.
"You worthless piece of trash! I'll grant your wish!"
Champa roared, his eyes blazing.
"Oh dear, Lord Champa really is angry. With this young man running his mouth like that, he's in for a world of trouble." Vados shook her head slightly.
At this rate, there was no way this planet would survive the day.
Whoosh!
The moment Champa finished speaking, his round body turned into a purple blur.
He moved so fast it made the eye reel.
For all his rolls of fat, he was several times faster than the assassin Hit.
"Hah!"
As Champa charged toward him, Qin Feng clenched both fists.
Boom!
A pillar of golden light shot into the sky as he transformed directly into Super Saiyan 4.
He'd spent so little time in his Super Saiyan God form that he hadn't fully figured out the ways of divine power. If he was really going to risk his life now, Super Saiyan 4 was still the safer bet.
After transforming, Qin Feng pushed off with his toes and darted backward.
But Champa stayed right on his heels, closing the distance in an instant. His massive purple fist smashed straight toward Qin Feng's face.
"This fat cat is ridiculously fast!"
Qin Feng's heart tightened.
In the anime, the guy was lazy and greedy. He'd be panting after taking just a few steps.
Who'd have thought he'd be so powerful in a real fight?
With no time to think, Qin Feng quickly crossed his arms over his chest to block.
Thud!
Champa's heavy punch slammed into Qin Feng's arms.
The force erupted, and Qin Feng went flying like a cannonball.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
He crashed through seven or eight mountains before finally coming to a stop.
"That fat bastard hits like a truck!"
Qin Feng rubbed his aching chest.
He'd thought that with Mystic State bolstering his base form, followed by a transformation into Super Saiyan 4, he'd be able to go toe-to-toe with Champa.
But that one blow had sobered him up. The God of Destruction was much stronger than he'd expected.
With Super Saiyan 4 alone, he had almost no chance of beating Champa. Even holding his own was difficult.
"You've got a tough hide, bug."
"You took one of my punches and didn't die. I'll give you that much."
Champa looked at Qin Feng with disdain.
Bzzzz!
Champa spread his hands, and more than a dozen purple energy spheres appeared around him.
Qin Feng quickly sensed that the spheres contained none of the power of destruction.
That meant Champa wasn't planning to finish him off in one move. He was playing cat and mouse!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The dozen or so purple energy spheres rained down on Qin Feng like a storm.
Rumble!
A chain of explosions instantly engulfed the place where Qin Feng stood.
Mushroom clouds billowed into the sky, and the ground was blasted into a bottomless crater.
But Qin Feng had vanished without a trace before the explosions began.
"Tch..."
"He's pretty quick."
Champa raised an eyebrow slightly.
Whoosh!
The next second, Champa blurred and appeared directly behind Qin Feng.
Without a word, he swung a heavy punch at him.
Whiff!
His fist passed straight through Qin Feng's body.
"A afterimage?!"
"How could that bug be so fast?"
Champa stared in shock.
That attack had sealed off every escape route. How had that human dodged it?