"Aaaah..."
"Let's settle this!"
Beerus and Quitela charged at each other, their right fists striking each other's faces at the same time.
Then both went flying and crashed to the ground.
Their already battered faces swelled even more.
"Huff, huff..."
"Huff, huff..."
The two Gods of Destruction lay panting on the ground, then struggled shakily to their feet again.
Not far from them, Belmod, the clown God of Destruction, secretly opened his eyes, then quietly closed them again.
Actually, several Gods of Destruction were still conscious. They simply didn't want to get up and fight anymore.
Lying there watching the cat and mouse tear into each other was pretty entertaining, too.
"Damn it, you hairless cat. You're stubborn."
"Right back at you. You stinking rat, you're a few million years too early to take me on."
Both were stubborn as ever, neither willing to concede.
They were already utterly exhausted, but sheer willpower kept them going, each hoping the other would fall first.
In the stands.
Colorful Egg said, "Wow, I couldn't see clearly, but Beerus and Quitela were both amazing. They defeated so many Gods of Destruction."
Couldn't see clearly? The Grand Minister glanced back at Egg.
That made sense. A battle between Gods of Destruction involved tremendous power, billowing smoke, incredible speed, and terrifying explosions.
It had none of the beauty of Son Gohan and Toppo's earlier match, with its distinct exchanges of moves.
In the arena, Beerus and the mouse God of Destruction traded another punch, then both toppled to the ground again.
This time, however, only Beerus barely managed to get up.
The mouse God of Destruction lay on the ground, watching Beerus sway like a roly-poly toy without falling over. He was furious, but powerless.
He was at the end of his strength and could