The seventh universe, Earth.
Having just finished the test of the king of the world, Beerus and Xin felt deeply relaxed and had confidence in the ten contestants in their universe. Beerus ate and drank directly, as if the game had ended.
Weiss said with a smile: "Master Beerus, don't be too indulgent, there is no absolute guarantee yet."
"Our universe will definitely rank among the top few. As long as we work harder, maybe we can win the championship." Beerus scooped a spoonful of ice cream and said with a smile.
Raditz didn't speak at the side, and he also agreed with Beerus' point of view. Although it was a little arrogant, it was the fact that there were not many universes that could compete with the seventh universe.
The only question is whether Wukong can successfully comprehend the essence of Ultimate Instinct. If he doesn't advance to a higher level, he will probably be at a disadvantage when he finally confronts Jiren or the four strong men from the unknown universe. Vegeta is also expected to enter a deeper field, tap his potential, and it will be very powerful when it is played out.
"In short, everything depends on them." Raditz gave Wukong a thumbs up and said with a smile while hugging Zanjia.
Seeing that Raditz was so relaxed, everyone laughed and started discussing enthusiastically without worrying too much.
Suddenly, Beerus had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly stood up half of his body from the reclining chair: "By the way, there is one more thing to be careful about. I heard that some mortals in some universes are not weaker than God of Destruction. When it comes to those guys, don't rush to fight recklessly! Especially you, Wukong!"
"Is there a human stronger than God of Destruction?!" Wukong's eyes widened with disbelief.
"In short, if such a person really exists, you are not allowed to find him!"
It's fine if Birus doesn't say anything. After talking, how could it be possible not to compete according to Sun Wukong's character. He promised Birus with his lips, and he had already decided in his heart to find that person and have a good fight.
"Haha, maybe he will take the initiative to find me." Wukong said with a smile.
"That's not OK!"
Raditz watched them quarreling and asked casually, "How long?"
Weiss smiled: "About twelve hours."
…
The sixth universe.
As the main contact, Gabe has summoned three Saiyans, Caulifla, Kale, and Lian Suo, and he has already occupied four places. Bodama and Mageta, who attended the battle last time, also confirmed their participation, as well as the Namekians, so there are already nine of them. Only the last place has not been decided.
Of course the candidate has already been decided, it is just necessary to persuade him to join.
Xiangpa handed over this task to Gabe, and Gabe complained secretly, no matter who faced this person, he would be very disturbed.
Gabe came to an unknown planet, with gusts of wind and violent sand. On a hillside amidst the dust, Gabe saw the tall, cold and proud back, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he wanted to open his mouth to speak, but was interrupted.
"Is it Gabe?" The other party actually spoke first.
"Yes, Mr. Heater."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Currently the universe is facing a crisis, there is..." Gabe told Hitt the power conference, deliberately describing the consequences as terrible, hoping to attract Hitt's attention.
After he finished speaking, he paused for a long time, waiting for Hitt's response, but Hitt didn't speak, and stood quietly at the highest point, making the atmosphere awkward for a while.
The stalemate paused for a while, and Hitt suddenly said, "Will Monkey King go?"
"This... I think I will definitely go, after all, he is one of the best masters in the seventh universe."
"I join."
Hitt agreed, and at the same time, his body had come to Gabe's side.
Gabe broke out in a cold sweat suddenly, his heart trembled violently, he didn't even perceive Hitt's appearance, which was beyond the scope of speed. It's clear that Hitt has jumped in time, and Gabe has a feeling - Hitt is stronger than before!
"When does it begin?"
"And..." Gabe looked at the time subconsciously, "less than ten hours."
"enough."
…
The fourth universe destroys the God Realm.
Quitela spun around anxiously, with an ugly expression on his face. He spent a lot of effort to find the right players. Originally, he could make up exactly ten players, but because of Raditz's trouble, he eliminated one of them.
Now that Raditz was taken away by the High Priest, who can be blamed.
Quitela could only admit that he was unlucky, smashed his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach. However, no matter what, he had to make up ten of them, otherwise the fighting power would definitely not be as good as other universes.
"Konik, who else is stronger in our universe?"
"It's really gone. The ones I recommend are all here." Konik pointed to the images projected by the scepter and showed them one by one.
Cuitella gritted his teeth: "These people seem to be inferior to that Frieza, I'm afraid it's not good to choose one of them."
"Our universe is good at special moves, and the overall combat power is very average, and there is no particularly powerful individual." Konik reminded.
Quitera certainly understands this point. The reason why the ranking of the fourth universe is not bad is that the average strength is strong, but it is a pity that there is a lack of top fighters. There are only ten participants in the Chachali Conference, and the rules are not friendly to their universe.
"What can we do?" Quitela was sweating anxiously, "We will lose in this way."
Konik shrugged helplessly, saying that he had tried his best.
"How much time is left?"
"Only six hours left."
…
Eleventh universe.
The God of Destruction lay down comfortably, with fine wine and various fruits on the long table in front of him, and the angel Makarita sat aside with a smile.
"You're really in no hurry."
"With that guy around, our universe won't lose. Don't look at how powerful the fifth and eighth universes are. They don't have any strong players. They just work hard and bring the average level up. That's all."
"Maybe there will be accidents."
"It doesn't exist. As long as there are Toppo and Jilian, any opponent is no problem. After all, they are also god-level figures. I believe that other universes will not have such strong people... Hahahaha!"
Weimei laughed exaggeratedly. He had extreme confidence that he would not only survive, but also win the final victory.
On the other side of the universe, all members of Team Pride have gathered, headed by the captain of Team Pride, Toppo. They've only been solving a terrible case that threatens the universe in a few days, and they're about to prepare for the Tournament of Power.
Toppo narrated the content of the meeting and gave guidelines. Everyone listened carefully, except Jiren who was silently looking into the distance.
Jiren is special, he doesn't need any tactics, and he doesn't obey anyone's arrangements, he has absolute power and can overcome everything. Delicious thinks so, Toppo thinks so too, and Jilian has confidence in himself.
The only time he spoke was one question: "How long?"
"Quickly, less than two hours."
Jiren regained his silence and continued to gaze into the distance.
(end of this chapter)