Dragon Ball: Collaborating with Frieza to Destroy Planet Vegeta

Chapter 178: The Strongest of the Sixth Universe!

Champa's tantrum and rolling on the ground caused the atmosphere at the scene to freeze, leaving everyone speechless.

Even the contestants from the Sixth Universe were inexplicably breaking out in a cold sweat.

If he weren't a God of Destruction, they would have probably said something.

"Heh... Hehehe..."

"This God of Destruction is really something else." Goku scratched his head from the stands, giving Champa high praise.

Perhaps only Goku would react this way.

After Champa finished his tantrum, he jumped up with the agility of a carp, clenched his fists tightly, and shouted:

"Damn you, Beerus!!"

"I'd like to see just how strong your connections really are. Next, I'm sending in Cabba!"

"Hehehe... It's not just you who has Saiyans, I do too!"

Champa laughed excitedly, feeling as though victory was within his grasp.

However, Beerus completely ignored him.

Cabba was stunned for a moment and hesitantly pointed at himself, asking, "Lord God of Destruction, are you really sending me out? Given the current situation, shouldn't we send our real trump card to turn the tide?"

"I... I don't think I can do it..."

A trace of anxiety appeared on Cabba's face. Although he was a Saiyan, he couldn't transform into a Super Saiyan. It wasn't that the Saiyans of the Sixth Universe couldn't transform, but it was just him personally.

He was a gentle and kind person by nature, never once losing his temper.

As a result, he had no way of transforming into a Super Saiyan, and fought mostly in his base form, though his base strength was still quite powerful.

But after seeing the fights in the first two rounds...

He believed he couldn't match them. Even if he fought with all his might, there was no way he could reach that level!

"Lord God of Destruction, I think it's better to let Hit fight now!"

"I can't win if I go up... We've already lost two rounds, and if we lose again, we'll really be at a disadvantage."

Cabba was self-aware. Facing the Super Saiyans of the Seventh Universe, he didn't believe he could defeat them in his base form.

Unless he, too, could transform into a Super Saiyan.

But...

He knew deep down that he couldn't do it. After Champa sent him up, he immediately revealed his fears.

This move left everyone present stunned.

Was he backing down before the fight even started?

"Is he surrendering already?"

"How can he know he can't win before the match even begins? Besides, we don't even know who's coming out next. A Saiyan must fight!"

"Fighting is the quickest way to grow stronger. Saiyans carry the blood of a warrior race. Why isn't he brave enough to face the battle?"

The Saiyans in the stands were furious!

As fellow Saiyans, they couldn't stand it anymore!

Why wasn't he willing to fight?

Even if he lost, so what? At least he would have displayed his fighting spirit. For someone to give up before the battle had even started and admit inferiority—how could that person be a Saiyan?

Although the Saiyans from the Sixth Universe were a bit different from them...

Still... they were Saiyans!

Not only were the Saiyans angry, but others in the audience frowned slightly as well. A contestant displaying such cowardice—was he really fit to go on stage?

Champa looked at Cabba, at his serious yet anxious eyes, and could only sigh quietly.

"Fine, fine, I'll save you for the finale then..."

"Just don't let me down when the time comes."

Although Champa said so, he knew very well that even if they waited until the final round, Cabba still wouldn't be able to take the spotlight.

His mental strength was lacking, and he wasn't confident enough in his abilities.

Moreover, he was a gentle and kind person who had never lost his temper. Could someone like that really perform well under pressure?

Champa wasn't sure, but he doubted it.

Since Cabba had voluntarily stepped down, there was only one person left who was the strongest.

That was Hit the Assassin!

As for why he didn't send in the Metal Man, it was because the Metal Man couldn't secure an overwhelming victory. The only one who could was Hit.

He couldn't afford to lose again...

"Hit, you'll take the next match!"

"As long as you win, the energy cube will be yours!"

After Champa finished speaking, he pointed to an energy cube behind him. It was with this reward that he had convinced Hit to fight for him.

Otherwise, Hit wouldn't have agreed.

Hit nodded and slowly stepped onto the stage.

This dramatic turn of events left everyone present in disbelief. But when Hit stood on the platform, people couldn't help but rub their eyes.

"So strong!"

"His aura is even stronger than Frost's, and he's not even deliberately releasing it."

"With such a powerful presence... this must be the trump card of the Sixth Universe. Can we really win?"

Their doubts weren't unfounded—Hit's overwhelming presence made everyone question themselves.

Even Karl and Axianna showed unprecedented seriousness on their faces. If the previous two fighters were somewhat interesting and their strength was decent, then Hit was terrifying!

However...

Greta wasn't about to give up.

"Hit the Assassin, huh? It seems you're the Sixth Universe's trump card, perhaps even its strongest fighter."

"In that case, I'll give it my all!"

With a determined look, Greta stepped onto the stage.

As Greta ascended, Mu Chuan gave a special reminder. After all, Hit's combat power was terrifying, and his skills were nearly impossible to guard against.

This was truly the strongest warrior of the Sixth Universe.

...

"Whew!"

"I've heard you're the strongest in the Sixth Universe. I look forward to learning from you!"

Greta said respectfully as he stepped onto the stage. Without giving Hit any time to react, he immediately powered up to his maximum.

In an instant, he transformed into a Super Saiyan 3.

Since he had anticipated this battle, there wasn't a hint of hesitation. As he transformed into Super Saiyan 3, his power skyrocketed!

His battle power reached 2.5 billion!

This was an incredibly terrifying power level.

However...

In front of Hit, it was still not enough.

Hit stood there calmly, indifferent, as if nothing around him mattered.

This only added to the pressure everyone felt.

"Come on, let's make this quick!"

"After I'm done with you, I still have others to deal with. Don't keep me waiting…!"