"Perfect Susanoo?"
Asakura Hao, who was on the Fire Spirit, suddenly felt his body grow heavy.
"That energy can actually affect the density of space, even if only slightly... but it's still incredible."
"Uchiha...Madara."
Asakura Hao manipulated the Fire Spirit to leap backward.
No matter what, with the situation unclear, avoiding it first was usually the wise choice.
Asakura Hao didn't quite trust the arena's rules.
They said that even if he died, it wouldn't affect his original body.
He didn't want to try it.
But letting Uchiha Madara try it was fine.
This was also why he was determined to capture Uchiha Madara's soul.
"Oh? Such powerful energy, and it can even be fixed. Very impressive."
Looking up at the over four-hundred-meter-tall Perfect Susanoo, Asakura Hao smiled knowingly.
"Compared to that, my Fire Spirit does seem a bit small."
The Fire Spirit, less than a hundred meters tall, and the over four-hundred-meter-tall Perfect Susanoo looked like an adult and a child.
After condensing the Perfect Susanoo, Uchiha Madara didn't utter any pre-battle threats.
Susanoo's hand rested on the hilt of the sword at its waist.
The next second, a flash of light appeared.
An ear-piercing sonic boom came from directly in front of Susanoo.
Extremely terrifying energy ripples stretched from the sky into the distance.
The entire ground trembled violently.
The surface of the earth was collapsing layer by layer.
Boom!
A deafening sound reverberated.
The light of the explosion engulfed Susanoo, and also engulfed its target, the Fire Spirit and Asakura Hao.
After a long while, the light gradually dissipated.
Susanoo's solid body became somewhat disheveled.
The blade swung by the Perfect Susanoo was suspended in mid-air.
A fiery red giant stood directly in front of Susanoo.
Its height was almost as immense as the Perfect Susanoo.
"It was blocked."
Looking at the Fire Spirit, which had its hands clasped together, catching Susanoo's blade bare-handed, Uchiha Madara's face showed no great surprise.
It would be strange if it didn't block it.
In the Chat Group, many members were watching their battle.
Overall, a back-and-forth battle between two sides was more enjoyable than one side crushing the other.
Especially a certain bespectacled Fifth Division Captain, who was quite interested in the two individuals fighting in the live broadcast.
God of Destruction Realm.
"Is something wrong, Kusu?"
Beryl, who was watching the arena live broadcast, was called back to awareness by Kusu.
She glanced at Kusu, her tone somewhat puzzled.
"My God of Destruction Beryl, you've been spacing out for half an hour." Kusu covered her head, looking very helpless.
This was the bad thing about Beryl; when she wasn't doing serious business, she liked to space out.
After not seeing her for a few years, now she was even spacing out while doing serious business.
"Did I? I don't feel like it's been that long!" Beryl gave an awkward laugh.
She wasn't ready to tell Kusu about the Chat Group yet.
Kusu's identity was the Grand Minister's daughter.
No one could guarantee which side she would stand on.
At least, Beryl didn't dare to gamble on it, worrying that if she spoke, the Grand Minister would arrive right after.
"Beryl, after the seven dragon balls are made, you should test their quality. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it could harm the universe." Kusu was not entirely ignorant of the Dragon Realm.
She also knew that the seven dragon balls could generate negative energy.
"Is that so? Then let's test them."
She piled the seven dragon balls scattered on the ground together.
Looking at each of the seven dragon balls, a faint sense of excitement surprisingly arose in her heart.
Using the seven dragon balls and creating the seven dragon balls were two different concepts.
"Come forth, Shenron."
As her voice fell, the resonance grew stronger and stronger, and the seven dragon balls became brighter and brighter.
A golden light, like lightning, surged upwards from the seven dragon balls.
Above the God of Destruction Realm, a thick dark cloud gathered.
Immediately after, from within the dark cloud, a deep red, fleshy creature appeared.
"Shenron."
It slowly descended, revealing its complete form beneath the clouds.
Its red scales, light red belly, blood-red eyes, and hundreds of meters long body made it look majestic and awe-inspiring.
"State your wish, any wish... Uh, no, Creator!"
Shenron suddenly stammered mid-sentence.
"Come on, you don't have to be nervous, keep talking, I'm listening." Beryl laughed, completely unconcerned.
"How could I? Little Dragon was created by Creator, how dare I be presumptuous." A few drops of cold sweat appeared on the somewhat majestic face of the red Shenron.
Damn it, the first time I tried to act cool, I got the wrong person.
Next time I see someone summoning me, I need to look carefully before speaking.
I've only been born for less than a day, and I don't want to be melted down and remade.
"Looks like there's no problem, you can go back for now." Beryl said after examining Shenron for a while.
"Yes, yes, yes, Little Dragon is very healthy, and can eat several meals of meat at once."
After speaking, it didn't give Beryl a chance to react and disappeared with a whoosh.
The resonance began to weaken, and the seven dragon balls lay quietly on the ground.
Beryl: "..."
Kusu: "..."
Beryl asked, forcing herself: "...Kusu, is this Shenron a failure or a success?"
She always felt it was very unreliable. Could this thing really grant wishes?
Kusu showed a difficult smile: "It's the first time, it's inevitable that it will be a little unaccustomed."
Although she had never seen the appearance of Shenron, was this Shenron just now a bit too fawning?
Putting the seven dragon balls away, Beryl thought of the matter of Hell and said:
"Over in Hell, there are some things that my current Creation Energy cannot fully repair. Can you go there?"
"Hell? Since it's Beryl's request..." Kusu tapped her angel scepter, projecting the appearance of Hell.
"It's severely damaged. Is it because of Zamasu?"
"Yes, that guy is a bit crazy. Luckily, we made preparations to stabilize it in advance, otherwise, the underworld would definitely be in chaos." Beryl sighed.
"Then I'll go take a look."
Kusu transformed into a white light and left the God of Destruction Realm.
"Phew~ She's finally gone."
After sending Angel Kusu away, Beryl picked up the seven dragon balls.
"How about putting the seven dragon balls into the Chat Group?" Beryl pondered this idea.
By using the seven dragon balls to enter different worlds and make wishes, Beryl could come into contact with the laws of various worlds, which would greatly help her improve herself.
She remembered that when the Chat Group upgraded before, a strange trading platform appeared.
Thinking about it carefully, wasn't this created precisely so that the seven dragon balls could be used by the group members?
"Hmm, let's see first."
Beryl once again immersed her consciousness in the Chat Group.
"The live broadcast has ended?"
[World's No. 1 Princess: "@Everyone, is anyone there? Who won the battle between Uchiha Madara and Asakura Hao? I'm a bit curious."]
[Uchiha Madara: "@World's No. 1 Princess, Group Leader, I won the battle against the newcomer just now."]
[Uchiha Madara: "Also, I want to apologize to the Group Leader. I fought with the newcomer without the Group Leader's permission, causing a bad influence."]
The battle with Asakura Hao was partly because the other party had a foul mouth, and partly because he valued Asakura Hao's power of nature and wanted to test it out.
Of course, Uchiha Madara was also prepared to be punished by the Group Leader, whether he failed or succeeded.
Even though Uchiha Madara was very arrogant, he didn't believe that his little tricks could be hidden from the Group Leader.
[World's No. 1 Princess: "It's okay, just be more careful next time, @Uchiha Madara, don't be too hasty. Actually, it's easier to improve your strength after you're resurrected."]
[Uchiha Madara: "Resurrection, that's still unknown how long... "]
[World's No. 1 Princess: "Isn't there a sign-in system? Every sign-in gives points, and points can be exchanged for things, for example..."]
[Ding! Group Leader, World's No. 1 Princess, has placed the seven dragon balls on the item consignment platform.]
[Uchiha Madara: "?"]
[World's No. 1 Princess: "If you want to be resurrected, you can do it with the seven dragon balls."]
[Uchiha Madara: "!!!"]
[Haibara Ai: "!!!"]
Ignoring the excited group members in the chat, Beryl focused her gaze on the recording of the recent battle. As the Group Leader, she was able to record arena battles in real-time.
"Even though Asakura Hao was stronger, he actually lost to Uchiha Madara."
"Battle mentality is quite important, after all."
Compared to Asakura Hao, who didn't trust the Chat Group's rules, was afraid of being killed, and didn't dare to fight with all his might.
Uchiha Madara, on the other hand, was completely intent on biting off a piece of the opponent, even if it meant losing an arm.
As a result, his desperate fighting style successfully beat Asakura Hao to death.
Moreover, his moves were the same as before.
Susanoo combined with the Great Buddha, a flurry of wild punches that killed the experienced master. Asakura Hao, including the Fire Spirit, was KO'd without a trace.
She wondered if Asakura Hao would be depressed after he left.
She was a little curious!