The Grand Minister continued, "Mr. Goku's personality is unlike that of a God of Destruction or a neutral Angel. He is a mortal with a pure heart, a mortal who will devote his entire life to martial arts."
Zeno nodded. "Mm, now that you put it that way, you're right. Let's keep watching."
Another match began in the Arena.
This time, it was actually Broly who leaped onto the Arena.
And as luck would have it, his opponent was something of a familiar face.
He was Dyspo from Universe 11.
When Dyspo had heard that his opponent was Broly, his expression had turned grim.
Broly had left an indelible impression on him.
During the Tournament of Power, Broly had been like a Demon God, shaking the entire Arena.
Even Jiren had been no match for him back then. How was Dyspo supposed to stand against him now?
But surrendering outright would be far too humiliating. Not only would he lose face, everyone from Universe 11 would be disgraced along with him. He simply couldn't do that.
After a fierce internal struggle, Dyspo finally steeled himself and leaped onto the Arena.
The two stood a little over ten meters apart.
Broly looked at the fellow across from him in confusion.
He thought Dyspo looked a lot like Beerus, but for the moment, he couldn't remember who this fellow was.
Seeing Broly staring at him, Dyspo watched him warily in turn and took a stance that allowed him to both attack and defend.
The fellow opposite him was far too terrifying. He had absolutely no chance of winning through brute force, so he could only rely on tactics.
Then what was my strength?
Right, my agility and speed.
Thus, Dyspo's plan was to rely on his speed and fight a battle of