Moro, held in midair, was also screaming.
He hurled insults at Son Wu.
"Bastard, let me go right now!"
"I'll make you wish you were dead!"
"You damned insect, bastard, filthy monkey!"
"..."
But Moro's vocabulary was painfully limited. He kept repeating those same few insults, none of which had any bite.
Son Wu's reaction was, What even is this?
Calling you a frog in a well would be giving you too much credit.
But Son Wu really was suffering now.
It wasn't because of Moro's insults, but the backlash from the Neo Tri-Beam.
The Neo Tri-Beam was consuming huge amounts of his life force and pushing his body beyond its limits.
Now Son Wu felt as though his body was about to tear apart. Every part of him hurt.
He would have liked to use the Neo Tri-Beam with one hand while eating Senzu Beans with the other, keeping Moro pinned down all day.
But Son Wu knew perfectly well that, given the gap in raw strength between him and Moro, it would be difficult to restrain Moro with just one hand.
So he could only keep forcing himself to hold on!
Just then, a surge of life energy descended from the sky and poured into his body.
That life energy instantly healed his injuries, restoring him to peak condition.
Elsewhere.
Whis drew back his Staff and said to Beerus, "Ho ho ho, Lord Beerus, wouldn't you say they've had enough now?"
Beerus nodded.
As a God of Destruction, he naturally had his dignity to maintain and wouldn't make a move lightly.
But that wasn't the deciding factor.
The main reason he hadn't acted yet was that he wanted to put the youngsters through their paces and give Son Wu some room to grow.
Moro was clearly an excellent