“Goku, hurry up and find ten players, or we’ll all die,” Beerus roared at Goku as soon as he returned to the Kaioshin Realm of the seventh universe.
I don’t care, this is your fault, I won’t take the blame.
Beerus hates Goku so much now. He used to live a good life. When he was unhappy, he would destroy a planet at will, and when he was in a good mood, he would go to the earth to eat delicious food. This is the life of a god.
But look at it, there are only more than 40 hours left. If he loses, he will never wake up and there will be no hope.
If killing Goku can make the King of All take back his fate, Beerus will definitely destroy Goku directly.
“I know, I know, I’ll go now,” Goku also understood the seriousness of the current situation. He originally intended to fight with masters from other universes. Who knows what the brain circuit of the King of All is like? Twelve universes are too many, I feel a little too little.
“Well, Beerus, don’t blame your dad. After all, who knows what the Omni-King is thinking,” Goten glanced at Beerus with a threatening look, “There are only forty hours left. There are three of us, me, my brother, and my dad. We just need to find seven more.”
Beerus’ eyelids jumped. The person who showed the least respect to him in this universe was this gentleman in front of him, and he didn’t dare to provoke him, especially at this moment of life and death for this universe. As the strongest fighter in the seventh universe, without him, the chances of the seventh universe winning would be greatly reduced.
“Well, let’s go with Vegeta for the fourth one,” Sun Wukong nodded, then frowned and looked embarrassed, “But how can Vegeta participate in the Tournament of Power when he doesn’t even want to practice now?”
“Yes, Uncle Vegeta has to watch Aunt Bulma who is about to give birth. Uncle Vegeta basically can’t leave too far. If Uncle Vegeta is not there when we give birth during the competition, I think he will blame himself!”
Although he knew the future development, Sun Wutian still said this. After all, no one knew what Whis had in mind. Even the dead Frieza could be resurrected, and he could give birth painlessly.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of Vegeta’s affairs,” Whis immediately patted his chest and promised.
“You are lucky. You can still live without the seventh universe,” Beerus looked at Whis with resentful eyes.
“Roar, roar!”
Wis just smiled and said nothing.
Earth, the rooftop of Bulma’s house;
Berus and Vegeta stared at each other.
“You must appear in this Tournament of Power,” Beerus said sinisterly, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.
“I said I won’t go,” Vegeta still stood firm.
“Then I will destroy you now, go or not,” Beerus said with a gloomy face, pointing his palm at Vegeta, and condensing destructive energy.
Vegeta did not retreat in the face of Beerus’s threat, “I said I won’t go, how can I leave when my child is about to be born?”
“You… Alas~” Beerus was discouraged and dissipated the destructive energy in his hand.
Model husband Vegeta, um, not bad, Vegeta’s personality has changed a lot, just like a father…
Son Goten looked at Son Goku who persuaded Vegeta to appear with contempt, and sighed in his heart, why is the gap between people so big.
“Goten, who do you want to invite next,” Son Gohan walked to Son Goten and whispered in his ear.
“Let’s call Uncle Krillin and Aunt Eighteen together. This time the competition is different from the World No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament. The Power Tournament emphasizes team battles. Uncle Krillin and Aunt Eighteen are a couple, so their cooperation must be very good. In addition, Uncle Krillin’s power has greatly increased since he went out to practice with his father last time. They can definitely help.”
Goten’s mind turned, and he thought of the formation in the original work. At that time, Krillin and Eighteen did help them a lot, at least they could clear some miscellaneous soldiers.
“Good idea, that’s five of them, are there any more?” Son Gohan looked at Son Goten expectantly. There was no way, his father couldn’t be relied on, so he could only rely on himself.
“Take Buu with you, too, after all, you also know Buu’s ability,” Thinking of the fat guy Buu, Son Gotian raised his mouth. Buu is definitely the most difficult guy. As long as he has a cell on the field, he can guarantee that he will not be eliminated, and he can also absorb infinitely. He is definitely the most buggy existence in team battles.
It’s a pity that Buu’s cheat was too much and he was banned. Otherwise, the Power Tournament might not be so dangerous.
“Buu is also OK, but Buu without Satan is probably…” Son Gohan scratched his head in some embarrassment. Buu only listens to Satan, and with his IQ, he might be tricked by the other party.
Son Goten’s mouth twitched, obviously thinking of this. Buu is good in everything, but his IQ is not up to standard, and he is very playful, even more than the little devil like Goten Trunks.
And this guy falls asleep easily, just like the last match with the sixth universe. He didn’t write a word in the written test and just fell asleep. If Satan hadn’t stopped him at that time, Son Goten would definitely beat the fat guy to death.
“In this case, we just need to pay more attention to Buu. Brother, this task is handed over to you,” Son Goten patted Son Gohan’s shoulder solemnly, “After all, among all of us, you are the closest to Buu except Satan, Buu should listen to you.”
“This… I’ll try my best!” Son Gohan felt that his brain cells were probably going to die a lot.
“For the next four, let’s call No. 17. He and Aunt No. 18 are siblings (it seems they are siblings). They will definitely work well together, and they have infinite energy. If any of us run out of energy, we can ask him to cover us. Maybe there will be unexpected gains.”
Goten smiled calmly. No. 17 is also a super blue-level fighter. With his infinite energy, no one can beat him in a war of attrition at the same level.
“No. 17?” Gohan looked at Goten in surprise, with a blank face and some confusion.
“It’s okay. At least with No. 18, our chance of winning has increased a lot. With Aunt No. 18, she should help us,” Goten nodded. Although he didn’t know the next outcome, with a super blue-level infinite energy fighter, the seventh universe would be much easier to deal with the battle.
Gohan breathed a sigh of relief. He was right. Although they were enemies, with No. 18, No. 17 should help. They just had never seen him.
