"Hmph, Top is not even serious yet," Weimei said with a light smile, unconcerned.
Even if Top lost to that brat, what would it matter?
I still have a trump card I haven't used.
That trump card is Jiren.
Jiren can just fight back then.
Even if this kid named Vegeta is strong, he's still far from Jiren.
Jiren's strength is second only to mine.
"You're just talking tough. You'd better be prepared to work for me for a hundred years," Langmusi roared with laughter.
"Hmph, don't get happy too soon. Until the victor is decided, nothing is certain," Weimei smiled.
Below.
"When did you become a trainee God of Destruction?" Top asked Vegeta.
"About twelve years ago," Vegeta replied with a smile.
"What? Twelve years ago? So you've only been training for twelve years?" Top's eyes widened.
"If you mean truly dedicated training, then yes, only twelve years," Vegeta nodded.
Vegeta was right.
Vegeta had already been five years old when he transmigrated.
Vegeta started training from that year.
So, Vegeta had only been training for twelve years.
"How old are you? You don't look very old," Top asked.
"Seventeen," Vegeta replied.
"Hmph, you look less than eight years old," Top snorted.
"I was born short, that's all," Vegeta said calmly.
Top: "..."
Top fell silent.
This kid seemed very calm.
People who are usually short tend to be sensitive about it.
But this kid said it so matter-of-factly.
Even now, Vegeta still looked much like he did at five years old.
Vegeta sometimes wondered if it was because he transmigrated that he still looked like a five-year-old at seventeen.
But none of that mattered now.
Even if he didn't grow taller, he could ask Shenron to make him bigger later.
Besides, Vegeta believed that one day he would suddenly grow into an adult.
Saiyans, after all.
It was normal for their physiques to be a bit unusual.
"Very well, you are indeed not simple. You had the upper hand in our previous exchange," Top said with a gentle smile. "But you kept your hands in your pockets, which means you were also hiding your strength, am I right?"
"That's correct," Vegeta nodded.
"I was also hiding my strength, you know?" Top said with a smile.
"I know," Vegeta nodded again.
"Then let's settle this, you and I," Top's smile widened.
In the ruins of the Pride Troopers' headquarters below.
"Can the captain beat that brat?" Kaseral pondered.
"Damn it! That arrogant little brat!" Tispor gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Vice-Captain, are you alright?" Cocotte asked with concern.
"I'm fine!" Tispor shook his head and said through gritted teeth, "Captain, fight hard! Make sure you teach that brat a lesson! Does he think he's all that just because he's a trainee God of Destruction?"
"Are the people of Universe 10 that shameless!" Quinxi snorted. "Even if they wanted to challenge us, they didn't need to smash our conference room."
"The conference room... I think it was the captain who charged up and blew off the roof," Cocotte corrected.
"Cocotte, shut up!" Tispor snapped irritably.
In the sky.
Vegeta and Top stood facing each other.
"Boom!"
Purple-red flames suddenly erupted from Top's body.
God of Destruction form.
Vegeta, on the other hand, still had his hands in his pockets, his expression extremely calm, with no flames emanating from him.
"Kid, are you sure you don't want to take your hands out?" Top's expression turned cold as he narrowed his eyes.
"There's no need. Do I really need to use my hands to deal with someone like you?" Vegeta's smile appeared.
"Don't look down on me! You'll regret this soon!" Top snorted coldly and swiftly charged towards Vegeta.
"Bang bang bang!"
Top launched a furious, storm-like barrage of punches and kicks at Vegeta.
Vegeta, with his hands still in his pockets, used his feet to block all of Top's attacks.
After several exchanges.
"Bang!"
Vegeta's foot collided with Top's fist.
Both were sent flying backward.
Soon, they created some distance.
Then, Vegeta unleashed a kick from afar.
And with that, Vegeta's leg flew out.
Top: "..."
You've got to be kidding me!
This again?
"Bang!"
Top also unleashed a flying kick, sending Vegeta's leg flying.
Vegeta quickly regenerated his leg through regeneration.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, Vegeta charged forward again.
"Bang bang bang!"
They engaged in fierce combat in the air.
For a moment, they seemed evenly matched.
After another hundred or so exchanges.
Vegeta delivered a powerful kick, landing squarely on Top's arm.
"Crack!"
Top's arm made a crisp snapping sound, and he gasped in pain.
"Hmph, your arm is just broken, and you're in this much pain?" Vegeta sneered. "My leg fell off, and did you hear me even groan?"
Top: "..."
Shameless brat!
"Don't you feel pain?" Top asked through gritted teeth.
"Of course, I do. But I've endured so much pain that this little bit is nothing," Vegeta smiled. "Besides, the more it hurts, the more it ignites my fighting spirit."
"Whoosh!"
As he spoke, Vegeta moved at lightning speed and headbutted Top directly in the chest.
"Pfft..."
Top coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his chest had caved in.
"Bang bang bang!"
Vegeta seized the opportunity and unleashed a flurry of kicks on Top.
Top was beaten to the point where he couldn't fight back.
"Bang!"
Vegeta delivered another kick to Top's forehead.
Top turned into a streak of light and plummeted towards the ground below.
However, just as Top was about to reach the ground, purple-red energy surged around him, and he quickly stopped in mid-air.
Top took a deep breath, his expression becoming somewhat ferocious.
Top felt a sense of extreme frustration.
Mainly, after fighting for so long, this brat had kept his hands in his pockets.
Even though he had shown his true power, the kid still had a lot more in reserve.
"Destruction!"
Top gritted his teeth and sent a ball of destructive energy whistling towards Vegeta.
The purple-red destructive energy transformed into a beam of light, approaching Vegeta at an incredibly high speed.
Watching the rapidly approaching destructive energy.
Vegeta calmly kicked it away.
"Whoosh!"
The destructive energy immediately changed direction in mid-air and sped towards the Pride Troopers' headquarters.