"Not good!" Toppo's expression changed repeatedly.
If this thing landed on the Pride Trooper headquarters,
then the Pride Trooper headquarters would instantly vanish into nothingness.
This was no laughing matter.
Was this brat doing this on purpose?
Without the slightest hesitation, Toppo quickly appeared directly beneath the destructive energy.
"Slap!"
Toppo raised his hands and caught the descending destructive energy just like that.
"Phew..."
Toppo breathed a sigh of relief and quickly threw the destructive energy far away.
The destructive energy drew an arc through the air and flew into the starry sky, soon disappearing without a trace.
"I'm not fighting anymore! Fighting you is really boring. Have your elder brother come out," Vegeta said with a gentle smile.
"Elder brother? Who?" Toppo was stunned.
When did I ever have an elder brother?
...
High in the sky.
Seeing Vegeta easily make Toppo spin like a top,
Vermouth's expression also changed repeatedly.
How could this detestable brat be so powerful?
It seemed he could only call Jiren into action.
Vermouth turned to look at Marcarita, giving her a meaningful glance, signaling her to quickly contact Jiren.
Only Jiren could defeat this brat.
"Hahaha, how about it, Vermouth? Your disciple isn't good enough, is he?" Rumsshi roared with laughter, his laughter becoming increasingly smug. He stepped forward and patted Vermouth on the shoulder.
"Don't be so full of yourself!" Vermouth bared his teeth.
"Work for me for 100 years, how about it?" Rumsshi said with a smile.
"Hmph!" Vermouth snorted.
"Do you want to continue fighting?" Rumsshi asked with a smile.
"Alright, I know your disciple is very powerful. Then I'll work for you for 100 years." Vermouth readily agreed.
Rumsshi was slightly taken aback.
Did this guy agree so quickly?
This wasn't like him.
"However, I said before, I don't just have this one disciple. Toppo also has an elder brother," Vermouth said with a smile.
"Hmph, let that guy's elder brother come out," Rumsshi said indifferently.
Didn't he see that Vegeta brat was still holding back?
After fighting for so long, that brat's hands had remained in his pockets.
Even if he had an elder brother, so what?
How strong could his elder brother be?
Rumsshi had no reason to worry.
"Then... since I still have another disciple, let's continue gambling," Vermouth proposed. "Let's bet 1000 years directly this time, how about it?"
Rumsshi fell silent.
Vegeta seemed very confident about defeating his elder brother.
Should he continue gambling?
That was 1000 years.
If he really won, he could slack off for the next 1000 years.
Rumsshi felt excited just thinking about it.
At this very moment.
Vegeta and Toppo's voices came from below.
"Have your elder brother come out," Vegeta said. "You're no match for me."
"What elder brother, what are you talking about?" Toppo was a bit confused.
"Don't you have an elder brother?" Vegeta smiled. "Since you're no match for me, it's normal to have your senior brother help you."
"How come I don't know I have an elder brother?" Toppo replied, bewildered.
Vermouth: "..."
This pig disciple!
You!
Can't you just go along with what he's saying?
Do you have to say you don't have an elder brother?
Now the secret is going to be revealed.
Rumsshi also looked at Vermouth with a smile.
"What? Toppo doesn't know about the elder brother?" Rumsshi asked with a chuckle.
"Hmph, it's normal that he doesn't know, because Jiren graduated earlier." Vermouth gritted his teeth and immediately descended from the sky.
Instantly, Vermouth appeared beside Toppo.
"Lord Vermouth..." Toppo, bruised and battered, bowed respectfully.
Vermouth was originally very angry, but upon seeing Toppo's miserable state, he didn't know whether to be angry or not.
"You idiot, isn't Jiren your elder brother? I told you before," Vermouth reprimanded him.
"Jiren? He's my elder brother?" Toppo was a little confused. "How come I don't remember... Isn't Jiren's master Lord Giru?"
Vermouth: "..."
Vermouth was about to curse.
Are you a pig?
How did I end up with such a foolish disciple?
No... Toppo wasn't foolish before.
Did that brat Vegeta beat him into a fool?
Vermouth looked closely at Toppo and indeed, his head was a bit deformed from being kicked.
It was normal for his brain not to keep up.
This was truly...
This was a bit tragic.
"Whoosh!"
Rumsshi also descended from the sky, quickly landing beside Vegeta.
"Oh? The elder brother you mentioned, Jiren, is Giru's disciple." Rumsshi said with a smile.
Vermouth's heart sank, and his expression changed slightly.
This was bad!
He heard it.
This was a serious miscalculation.
"Vermouth, have you no shame?" Rumsshi asked with a gentle smile.
"Lord Rumsshi, did you have a bet with him before?" Vegeta inquired.
"That's right, for the next 100 years, he was responsible for destroying planets for our universe, working for me." Rumsshi nodded.
"Good, good. This saves me from having to act in the future," Vegeta nodded in satisfaction.
"Stop being so smug! Jiren is really my disciple! Believe it or not!" Vermouth was anxious and shouted at Vegeta, "Brat, do you dare to fight Jiren again!"
"No," Vegeta flatly refused.
Although he was confident he could defeat Jiren,
he just didn't want to fight.
"Lord Rumsshi, we can go back now. It wasn't a wasted trip, was it?" Vegeta grinned.
"Mm, I think so." Rumsshi swayed his elephant trunk, smiling mischievously.
Vermouth was furious.
Don't stop fighting!
If you stop, I'll have to work for Rumsshi for 100 years!
It takes me several hours just to go to the tenth universe.
"Brat, are you scared?" Vermouth gritted his teeth and taunted Vegeta.
"Vegeta, let's go." Rumsshi burst into laughter, grabbed Vegeta's arm, and quickly flew up into the sky with him.
Vermouth was left bewildered in the wind.
You've gone too far!
To stop fighting halfway.
I've seen shameless people, but never this shameless!
"You're not allowed to leave!" Vermouth wouldn't let Rumsshi leave so easily. He quickly transformed into a streak of light and pursued them.
"Whoosh!"
Vermouth stretched out his arms, blocking Rumsshi and Vegeta's path.
"Vermouth, you can't handle it, can you?" Rumsshi said with a gentle smile.
"You're the one who can't handle it! Who stops playing after just one round!" Vermouth roared.