Chapter 191: Goku Is Defeated, and Now It's Vegeta's Turn
He wasn't worried—after all, both Lin Qi and Vegeta were still around. Either of them could definitely protect the Earth beneath their feet.
But what caught Goku completely off guard was that, faced with his incredibly powerful Kamehameha, Beerus made no attempt to dodge. He merely waved his hand lightly.
The energy wave was instantly knocked away, soaring into the sky and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Goku's expression changed drastically. Shocked to his core, he began to question everything as he muttered under his breath:
"This... this can't be happening... My Kamehameha was deflected so easily… That was my full power!"
"Heh heh… This little guy looks even more entertaining than you," Whis said with a chuckle as he arrived beside Lin Qi, holding a piece of cake.
Lin Qi glanced at him, then turned back to Goku. "Of course. Goku has great potential. Interested in taking him as your disciple?"
"I knew you brought me here with an ulterior motive. Trying to expand your little Saiyan Kingdom, are you?" Whis smiled like a spring breeze, though there was a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Lin Qi didn't continue that topic and instead looked up at the sky. "It's over. That was completely one-sided."
No sooner had the words left his mouth—
Beerus appeared behind Goku in a flash.
The speed was so fast that even Goku couldn't react. Beerus's hand chopped down.
Goku saw darkness. A massive pressure crushed his chest as his body plummeted toward the ground.
When the smoke from the impact cleared, Goku had returned to his normal form and was already unconscious.
"Goku…"
"Goku…"
Everyone shouted in shock at the scene before them, rushing toward the crater, terrified that Goku might actually be dead.
After all, at this point, his energy was barely detectable.
"Tch... I knew it would turn out like this." Vegeta frowned, casting a glance at the fallen Goku.
Just one move—and the mighty Kakarot was down for the count, unconscious and unable to rise.
"Better hope he stops there," Whis whispered into Lin Qi's ear. "If Lord Beerus gets truly angry, that kid won't be waking up again."
"Not bad, not bad! That was impressive. Too bad you picked the wrong opponent!" Beerus was in an unusually good mood.
Without realizing it, he had already started treating Goku as a stand-in for Lin Qi, venting the frustration he had toward the so-called God of Destruction challenger.
"Hmph. Now let me see what this so-called Saiyan God is capable of!" Beerus shifted his gaze to Vegeta.
If things went well, he wouldn't mind recruiting a few backup candidates. And then… Quitela, you nasty rat—I'll show you!
"Goku… Goku… You just came back to life!"
As Beerus and Vegeta stared each other down, the background was filled with Chi-Chi's heart-wrenching cries.
"Ugh... Chi-Chi, stop shaking me. I'm not dead yet…" Goku opened his eyes with a weak smile.
"Lord Beerus, do you remember me?" Vegeta looked across at Beerus and asked coldly.
Beerus scanned Vegeta and rubbed his chin. "You look familiar..."
"Planet Vegeta. You destroyed it over a pillow—my father was the king! I'm Vegeta the Fourth!"
Beerus suddenly realized, "Oh... That sneaky old guy?"
"Hah, never thought his kid would grow up like this."
Seeing how little Beerus cared, a vein popped on Vegeta's forehead. "Then allow me to show you the power of a Saiyan God!"
"Haaah!"
With a fierce shout, Vegeta's entire body erupted with blazing red energy. His long, red hair floated upward, dancing without wind.
A battle between gods was now underway.
"Hey, Lin Qi—can I become a Saiyan God too?" Goku dusted himself off and, ignoring Chi-Chi's protests, walked up to Lin Qi.
"Sure..." Lin Qi, watching the fight while gnawing on a chicken drumstick, answered casually. "Just follow the same setup Vegeta did earlier."
"Really?! Let's go!" Several Saiyans quickly gathered together to help, even pulling Lin Qi into their little ritual to make up the numbers.
Whis looked at the bustling scene and commented with a smile, "What a lively bunch."
In the sky, Beerus and Vegeta were locked in combat, while down below, a group of Saiyans was lining up to turn into Saiyan Gods.
But how could a newly awakened Saiyan God like Vegeta possibly be a match for the seasoned Beerus?
Most of the time, Vegeta was attacking fiercely while Beerus dodged with the smallest, most efficient movements.
Several times, Vegeta could feel the condescension radiating from Beerus, and the humiliation pushed him to new heights of power.
"Not bad. Compared to that guy Goku, you're not bad at all." Beerus caught Vegeta's fist with one hand behind his back, smirking in disdain.
"But... compared to that annoying Lin Qi, you're still not quite there. Interested in training under me?"
"Urgh..." Vegeta didn't answer. He was putting everything he had into trying to push his fist forward—but it wouldn't budge.
"This is getting boring." With a sudden twist, Beerus lost interest mid-dodge.
Bang!
With a slight flick of his finger against Vegeta's fist, it was as if Vegeta had taken a heavy blow. His body was flung uncontrollably backward.
He was blasted across the skies of West City and crash-landed in a remote desert.
"Roughing him up a bit felt pretty good!" Beerus descended slowly, heading back to the dining table.
But seeing that some of the food was missing—especially dishes he hadn't even tried yet—he shouted in displeasure, "Hey, hey! Why is there so little food left?!"
"A fresh batch is coming..." Whis replied as he watched robots approach with trays in hand.
"Ooh…" Satisfied by the sight of new food, Beerus finally began feasting once more.
By the time Vegeta returned, Goku had already become a Saiyan God.
"Please…" Goku was beaming as he circled Beerus, hands clasped together, pleading nonstop.
Unfortunately, Beerus had already lost interest and completely ignored him.
So, the moment Vegeta returned, Goku instantly shifted his attention to him, and the two took off into the sky for another round.
Chi-Chi could only shake her head helplessly. Turning to Bulma, she sighed, "Ugh… why are they fighting again?! Goku, that idiot…"
"They're just a bunch of battle-crazed lunatics," Bulma muttered, pressing her hand to her forehead in exasperation.