"The opponent who made Vegeta take him seriously must be very strong," Rumsshi marveled.
"Perhaps," Whis nodded.
Champa and Vados had clearly overheard Whis and Rumsshi's conversation.
Champa: "..."
Vados: "..."
They were speechless.
That frog-like fellow, you felt you had reached the pinnacle of your life.
Even though you died.
Yet, your death was glorious.
You were actually praised by the Angel of Universe 10 and Whis.
And became Vegeta's first opponent to be taken seriously.
Wonder what Ginyu would be thinking if he were revived right now.
"I can't worry about that anymore! Next, I'll show you my immense power!" Hit said to Vegeta.
"Go for it!" Vegeta nodded.
"Whoosh!"
Hit transformed into a beam of light, instantly appearing beside Vegeta.
Simultaneously, Hit unleashed his Time-Skip.
Taking advantage of the frozen moment, Hit aimed a finger at Vegeta's chest, intending to gravely injure him.
At this point, Hit did not want to give up the match.
I am the strongest assassin in this universe.
I will never lose to you.
"Swish!"
Just as Hit's finger was about to pierce Vegeta's heart.
Vegeta vanished from his spot.
"What?" Hit's eyes widened in shock.
Where did he go?
Where did he run off to?
"Behind you," Vegeta said with a smile.
"You... When did you get behind me?" Hit gasped, turning around and looking at Vegeta in astonishment.
"Do you really think controlling time is that impressive?" Vegeta chuckled.
"You... How did you know I control time?" Hit asked, surprised.
"There's nothing I don't know!" Vegeta smiled faintly.
Hit fell silent.
"Now, let me end this match immediately!" Vegeta declared, unleashing a powerful kick that struck Hit's abdomen again.
"Bang!"
Hit was hit, sliding backward and gouging long trails in the arena floor with his feet.
"Splat!"
Hit fell out of the ring, eliminated.
Champa felt a splitting headache.
This is troublesome!
I never imagined this Vegeta kid would be so strong!
I feel like I've been tricked!
I lost to Rumsshi's 1900 years of work!
That's 1900 years!
How many 1900-year periods are there in a God of Destruction's life?
Champa looked up at the sky, a look of utter despair on his face.
"Champa, it's alright. The work in our universe doesn't need to be rushed. You can tend to your own universe's matters first," Rumsshi said, patting Champa's shoulder.
"You... What do you mean?" Champa blinked and asked.
"Uh, nothing, nothing at all," Rumsshi laughed heartily, a mischievous grin on his face.
"You were definitely playing a trick on me just now, you did it on purpose! You deliberately dug a pit for me to fall into! Am I right?" Champa gritted his teeth and asked indignantly.
"Did I?" Rumsshi smiled. "From beginning to end, you were the one who wanted to have a match, and then you wanted to play something... I merely cooperated with you properly."
"That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Champa didn't believe it.
"Whis and Vados surely have recordings. If you don't believe me, watch the replay," Rumsshi said with a smile, then instructed Whis, "Whis, please replay our previous conversation."
"Understood, Lord Rumsshi." Whis replayed the earlier dialogue using his staff.
After watching, Champa felt completely dejected.
Indeed, regarding the match, Rumsshi had gone along with his suggestions.
Even if this matter were brought before the Grand Minister, he would be the one at fault.
"Damn it! You deliberately manipulated me into saying that!" Champa thought of it and felt furious.
"If you want to think that way, there's nothing I can do," Rumsshi said with a smile.
"Hmph, Champa, as a God of Destruction, working 1900 years for our Universe 10 isn't a big deal," Vegeta chimed in.
"What are you saying, you little brat?" Champa's face darkened. "Who are you calling? Don't you know proper address?"
"I'll give you a chance, it's up to you to seize it," Vegeta said with a smile. "Perhaps I can help you reclaim those 1900 years. After all, you did help me once before."
"Vegeta, don't meddle!" Rumsshi shouted angrily, appearing very anxious.
"You don't need to worry about it! I haven't settled the score with you for destroying me earlier!" Vegeta huffed. "Helping you win back 1900 years now is already giving you a lot of face!"
"What did you say? Do you believe I'll destroy you again right now!" Rumsshi roared.
"Calm down, calm down," Champa quickly stepped in to mediate. "It's not a big deal... Look, Vegeta has already won 1900 years for you. You should be grateful to him, shouldn't you?"
"If it weren't for Champa's sake, I would have destroyed you today!" Rumsshi shouted angrily, secretly giving Vegeta a thumbs-up.
Vados saw it clearly.
She felt Lord Champa was about to be tricked again.
Should I tell him?
Never mind, we Angels don't involve ourselves in such trivial matters.
"Vegeta, hurry and tell me, what is this chance you're talking about?" Champa squeezed his eyes at Vegeta.
"It's very simple. I challenge you!" Vegeta said.
"You... What did you say?" Champa thought he misheard and was stunned for several seconds.
"That's right, I challenge you!" Vegeta nodded.
"How do we play?" Champa's interest was immediately piqued.
"Champa, how dare you! You're a God of Destruction!" Rumsshi shouted.
"You're right!" Champa thought about it carefully and nodded slightly. "How about this, I won't bully you. As long as you can last 30 seconds against me without losing, you win!"
Rumsshi sighed on the side.
"Ahem... 10 seconds, let's make it 10 seconds..." Champa amended.
30 seconds was indeed a bit too much of a bully.
"No need, one minute," Vegeta said.
"You... Kid, you're quite confident!" Vegeta's eyes gleamed.
"I have some confidence. I believe I'm very powerful, and I can last one minute against you," Vegeta smiled faintly.
"Alright! You said it!" Champa nodded excitedly.
I am a God of Destruction. I could defeat you in 10 seconds and feel it's no problem at all.
And you want to last a whole minute.
I'll have you pinned to the ground and utterly crushed later.