Seeing the Prince's Technique fail, Jippo used a flash step to lunge at Vegito
(Turles). He felt a surge of hope as his fist closed in on his target.
But in the next instant, Vegito's silhouette blurred and vanished.
Not good!
Jippo's heart sank. A chill ran down his spine as a signal of extreme danger
flared in his mind, but he was too late to react.
Vegito's foot slammed into Jippo's waist. The sheer force of the blow caused
Jippo to wear a grimace of pain.
"Aaaagh!!" Jippo let out a guttural roar. His purple-black aura boiled over,
forcibly pushing Vegito back. However, he was clearly injured; the blood
trickling from the corner of his mouth proved he was far from okay.
Vegito (Turles) flipped through the air and landed gracefully. Without missing a
beat, he lunged forward again.
He threw a punch.
Not daring to be careless, Jippo countered with a strike of his own.
Their fists collided, sending out ripple after ripple of explosive energy. The
purple-black flames clashed with the silver ripples of Ki, and the arena beneath
them began to crumble into pieces.
The remaining members of Universe 7 quickly retreated.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the main stage was reduced to a collection of rocks floating in
the void. Vegito and Jippo leaped from stone to stone, locked in high-speed
mobile combat.
"Aaaah!!! That which does not kill me only makes me stronger!!"
Jippo was frantically squeezing every drop of potential from his body, pushing
the unique traits of Ultra Ego to their absolute limit.
"Heh, the more damage you take, the stronger you get?" Vegito remarked. "A pity
the gap between us is still too wide!"
Silver and purple-black flashes collided repeatedly. Seeing this, the spectators
from Universe 11 sighed. They knew it was over. Jippo was simply no match for
that terrifying warrior. Having accepted their fate, they relaxed slightly,
simply watching the final struggle unfold.
As the battle dragged on, Jippo's style became increasingly aggressive. He tried
to trade blow for blow, hoping to take Vegito down with him. However, the sheer
mystery and fluidity of Ultra Instinct were beyond his comprehension. He
couldn't even touch Vegito's shadow; his "fierce" offensive was nothing more
than a desperate, forced reaction.
Watching Vegito move with the grace of a fish in water, Jippo's anxiety spiked.
He knew he was running out of time. How is this possible? I've clearly surpassed
Lord Belmod! Why can't I defeat this man? Is he some kind of freak?!
Jippo was in agony—not just from his mounting physical injuries, but from the
despair in his heart. Time was slipping away.
The central pillar of the arena was now little more than a stump. The hope for
victory grew bleaker by the second.
Jippo's composure finally shattered.
"Aaaaaagh!!!"
With a crazed scream, Jippo decided to burn his very life force for one final
confrontation. "What a waste... I didn't think I'd have to resort to this even
after fusing," he muttered to himself.
His eyes turned a blood-red hue as his life force began to ignite.
An incredibly powerful aura erupted from Jippo's body. Intense purple flames
roared upward, causing even Vegito (Turles) to raise an eyebrow.
"Ultra Ego Ascension? He's entered a deeper level of Ultra Ego?"
"Aaah! Come on!! Vegito!!"
Having achieved Deep Ultra Ego, Jippo was a whirlwind of fighting spirit. His
aura pierced the heavens as he lunged at Vegito like a bolt of lightning.
The stone beneath his feet shattered instantly as he reached Vegito with
impossible speed.
His fists rained down like a violent storm, attempting to overwhelm Vegito. Yet,
the power of Ultra Instinct remained far beyond Jippo's reach.
"Jippo, you don't have much time left..."
"Heh, it doesn't matter. All I want now is a proper fight!!"
"Tsk, what a shame. The kid's Ultra Ego isn't quite there yet, but it's not
bad... Ultra Instinct vs. Ultra Ego. Interesting, very interesting."
Beerus watched the fight with rapt attention. He had absolute confidence in
Vegito's strength; he knew Jippo stood no chance.
"Hahaha! I can finally keep up with your speed! Soon, I'll surpass you, Vegito!"
"Stop talking nonsense, Jippo. You're being quite presumptuous!"
Vegito (Turles) suddenly flashed out of sight and reappeared, buried a fist deep
into Jippo's solar plexus.
A silver-white pillar of Ki erupted through Jippo's back, blasting out into the
distance.
"Gwah! Cough!" Jippo spat out a spray of blood. His body convulsed as he
collapsed onto the floating rubble.
"It's over, Jippo. You are indeed a warrior worthy of respect. Don't worry—I
will bring back the erased universes..."
As Jippo was knocked off the arena by Vegito, the Potara fusion finally wore
off.
Jiren and Toppo appeared in the spectator bleachers. Their wounds had vanished,
and their uniforms were pristine. It was as if they had been "refreshed"—the
power of the Grand Minister was truly terrifying.
Jiren lowered his head, whispering, "We still lost. Universe 7..."
Toppo remained silent.
Neither of them had expected Vegito (Turles) to be so absurdly powerful. Even
after fusing, they couldn't secure the win.
"Jiren, it's okay. We gave it our all, didn't we?"
Looking at his teammates who were watching him with concern, Jiren felt
something stir in his heart—a feeling he hadn't experienced in a long time.
Just then, the Grand Minister's voice rang out. "Universe 11, all contestants
have been eliminated. You shall be erased!"
Grand Zeno raised his hands. With a flash of white light, everyone from
Universe 11 vanished instantly.
The Grand Minister spoke again. "Congratulations to the warriors of Universe 7
for winning the tournament."
With a wave of his hand, the arena was instantly restored to its original state.
"Wow, that was a really fun match to watch!" Zeno said, hopping down from his
throne with a smile.
"Then, as promised, Grand Minister... let the warriors of Universe 7 use the
final prize: the Super Dragon Balls!"
"Of course, Great Zeno," the Grand Minister replied with a smile.
He folded his hands behind his back and addressed the Universe 7 team. "To have
won the tournament in such a manner... I must say, you are all very impressive."
Indeed, aside from the unfortunate Piccolo, every member of the team was still
standing on the stage. Piccolo's face turned green with frustration. In terms of
raw power, he certainly wasn't the weakest one there.
Lapis (Android 17) chuckled. "That's the victory of the survival style!"
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