The Saiyans of Universe Six were so simple that Silica was bounced off by Silica's energy, which neither Birus nor Silica had expected. Facing the cynicism of the god of destruction Birus, it was as gloomy as the water, and he could no longer control the anger in his heart.
"Birus, don't be proud, haven't your people also been eliminated!"
"Cut, 21st has won at least one game, but your side has not won even one. Besides... there are four people left on my side, but you have only three people, so let's give up as soon as possible." The god Birus put his fingers on his ears and blew on his mouth. His lazy and indifferent appearance made Xiangpa immediately furious when he saw him. He couldn't bear the arrogant attitude of Birus the most.
Turning around, Xiangpa shouted at the remaining players behind him with a gloomy look: "Who is the third one of you, at least let me win the next game!"
"Leave it to me for the next game." Possalon the Namekist stood up.
"Well, just you, win the game for me." Xiangpa's golden eyes showed a dangerous light. If the game loses again, Xiangpa can't accept it.
"..."
Possalun remained silent, with his toes a little bit, his body disappeared with a whistle, and he quickly appeared on the ring.
"Humph!"
A cold snort rang out from the broad competition venue. When Birus saw that Xiangpa had sent his players, he turned his head and turned his gaze on Zanjia: "Zanjia, the next game is up to you." Compared to Xiangpa Pa's nervousness, the remaining players in Universe Seven are a bit more, and he is more calm than Ruth.
"Finally it's my turn, you guys take a good look." Zanjia stroked her orange curly hair, smiled on her aqua-blue cheeks, floated gently, flashed quickly, and jumped onto the ring very coolly.
In the third game, Silica, Posalen, and Zanja.
"Zangjia, you have to cheer, the Saiyan on the opposite side is almost exhausted, so we should get rid of her first." Cyborg No.21 shouted, standing underneath.
"Asshole, she's too much, don't think about taking advantage of others." Calvura stared at Robot 21.
"No way, these are the rules of the game."
Xia Qing pulled Califora, shook his head and said.
"Then there is a problem with the rules of the game!" Calvula said in dissatisfaction.
Xia Qing was dumb, and then gently shook his head. There is no absolute fairness in this world. You always make your own choice under relatively fair conditions for everything, even if the conditions are unfair, you must learn to adapt. Take this competition as an example, the rules are very simple and fair, but such rules are perfect, not necessarily!
When the three parties come to power, it is inevitable to choose who to play first and who to play. This actually involves game theory, where the decisiveness of the rules is second, and the most important thing is the player's own choice. The strong and the weak, the strong and the strong, and the weak and the strong, we should eliminate whoever has the greatest chance of winning. Not only must we consider one game, but also the next few games and the wins and losses of the entire team.
Of course, one's own strength is very important, but the choice on the court is also very important.
It's like the last game Silica played against No. 21 against Gabe. Although from the results, because Gabe couldn't make a Super Saiyan, she was lucky enough to win, but from a tactical point of view, the game was definitely West. Lika's mistake!
Her victory was actually based on a certain amount of luck. What if the Sixth Universe was not sending Gabe, but someone else? According to her way of fighting, wouldn't the opponent be able to win one game effortlessly, and still retain all his strength to move on to the next one
In this way, the Sixth Universe can not only win one game easily, but also still have the power to fight in the next one, try to win or lose. In addition, there is a Gabe that does not consume any power at all! The outcome is too subtle.
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Closer to home, as the game enters the third game, Piccolo has been particularly serious after Possalon came on the court. As a rare combat-type Namek in the seventh universe, Piccolo can't help but look forward to Bossalon's performance.
"Possalon the Namek, I don't know how strong he is?"
"Strange, his anger is not the same as that of the Namekians on our side. It seems to have a little more of the feeling of a dragon. Is it because of the difference in the sixth universe?" Dandy from the earth felt a little strange. The breath of a dragon appeared on the Namek, he had never seen it before.
The bitter cold wind was blowing, Xi Ling Meimu looked at the players below, Zanjia's ability to advance, she heard Xia talk about, now it is indeed much more powerful than before, and the name of the name Possalen Namike star The person has a calm demeanor, and it seems that the realm is also very high.
This couldn't help but make Xi Ling worry about Silica.
Realm is not very "valuable" to gods, such as heavenly gods and realm kings, there is no realm without power, and they can't be returned to the table. For mortals, it is quite difficult to understand the realm. It can be said that there is a lack of channels to understand the high and deep realms. If there is no guidance, only when the power reaches a certain level and touches the high-level things, then it will gradually develop. The possibility of understanding the realm.
Therefore, if a person with a high level of realm is not a god, then his own power must not be underestimated. For them, the realm is another sublimation on the basis of their own strong combat power.
For example, Super Saiyan is promoted to Super Saiyan God, whether in power or realm, Super Saiyan God is far superior to Super Saiyan.
"Silica's current situation is a bit bad. If you don't use fairy beans to recover, it will be difficult to persevere." Xi Ling looked away from Possalon and fell on Silica, frowning to make a judgment.
"This game does not allow any off-court items to be used, and of course Xiandou can't be used either." Xia Ya shook his head and said. Although there is no clear stipulation, but things like fairy beans that have subversive effects and can change the situation of the battle, Birus and Xiangpa will not let them use it.
Xi Ling also understands this truth, and she just talked about it.
The next battle started. As expected, Silica, who had a huge energy consumption in the previous battle, felt that she was about to be unable to hold on any longer. "Silica, that Namekian is very powerful. Do you want to join forces with me to deal with him? ?" After several rounds of tentative battles with Possalen, Zanja, who also felt that the other party was very troublesome, made suggestions to Silica.
"Okay!" Silica nodded, exhaled for a long time, adjusted her breathing, and stood together with Zanja.
"The two seem to have reached an agreement. That's fine, let me defeat you all in one fell swoop." Possalen walked towards the two with a long breath.
"Don't be too arrogant." Zanjia said angrily.
Possalun glanced at Silica and Zanjia, his eyes burst out, and he couldn't help but stretched out his arms, directly attacking Silica and the others from a distance of tens of meters.
Zanja and Silica both knew about the abilities of the Namekians, and did not panic. They jumped out on both sides, hissed, and the turquoise arms turned in mid-air, as if they had eyes. , Has been pursuing Silica and Zanja.
"Stop it for me!"
With a soft drink, Zanjia flicked her hair, no longer evaded, and instead rushed towards Possalun. But the scene in front of him suddenly changed. Possalun's figure suddenly disappeared from Zanjia's face. The bitter air kept approaching, Zanjia's pretty face wrinkled slightly, and she suddenly hit the void on one side.
"not good!"
Boo! There was a popping sound from the ring, Zanjia's attack did not hit the opponent.
Suddenly felt a icy cold mentally, as if locked by a beast in the dark forest, Possaron's imaginary figure appeared silently from the top of Zanja's head, the green light flashed, and a fist suddenly appeared on top of Zanja's head.
Zanjia rolled his eyes and was about to fight back, when suddenly a golden wave of air rolled over, layer upon layer, roaring like a war drum. Silica took the lead in blocking Possalon's attack.