Both Goku and Hit lay sprawled on the devastated arena floor, unable to rise once more. They remained amid broken ground, chests heaving with labored breathing.
The host announced the victor—declaring Goku's victory by technical measure.
"What's happening?! That's clearly a draw!" Champa bellowed with dissatisfaction, veins bulging across his forehead. He clenched his fists as though preparing to rush forward and pummel the host personally.
"Because... because Hit has lost consciousness."
Champa looked down carefully, discovering Hit's eyes had closed after collapse. Only breathing remained—the legendary assassin fallen into deep unconsciousness. Meanwhile Goku, though equally exhausted, desperately fought to maintain awareness—even attempting to rise once more.
I see.
Champa sat heavily, feeling cold throughout his entire body.
He'd lost. Completely lost to Universe 7. As this realization crystallized, profound sense of loss and powerlessness welled within his heart. His arms drooped limply, expression utterly deflated.
"Lord Champa, don't feel too disheartened." Vados gazed at Champa—resembling a disappointed child—offering a comforting smile.
Explosive cheers erupted from Beerus' section. The victorious God of Destruction couldn't suppress his laughter while others celebrated Goku's magnificent performance, proud of Universe 7's triumph.
"Excellent work, Son Goku!"
"Champa, did you witness that?! Hahaha! We're the ultimate victors—and we still have two warriors who never fought!" Beerus shouted with proud ostentation.
Champa could only silently endure the winner's arrogance. After all, Beerus spoke absolute truth. Frieza and Vegeta hadn't deployed yet—who knew how powerful those two actually were?
But such tremendous frustration! Champa ground his teeth audibly, face darkening with gloom.
The arena host could finally breathe with relief. Compared to everyone else, his profession carried maximum risk—constant danger of being shattered by various overwhelming auras. Without sufficiently powerful defensive energy from Whis and Vados, the host might have been torn apart directly by residual pressure.
With battle's conclusion, everything returned to relative calm.
Whis and Vados approached the stage, healing Goku and Hit respectively. Divine power poured into their bodies, instantly repairing wounds and replenishing physical reserves. During Destruction God Realm training, Goku had received Whis' treatment numerous times—he knew the miraculous effectiveness intimately.
"Mr. Goku, you performed magnificently. Lord Beerus views you with genuine admiration."
"Really? Haha!" Goku laughed twice, standing steady on the arena platform. He watched Hit depart with Vados—yet his own feet remained motionless, rooted in place.
"Wait! I still want to fight!"
Goku's voice spread throughout the venue—deliberately projected loudly for all to hear. Beerus startled momentarily, uncertain about Goku's intentions. Meanwhile Frieza and Vegeta exchanged glances, assuming he'd challenge one of them.
Everyone in Universe 6 stood bewildered. The Universe Tournament has concluded—what else remains? Nobody could predict Goku's thinking. Even Whis observed him curiously, awaiting the next development.
"Brother, come on!" Goku stared directly at Raditz, trembling with excited anticipation.
This represented an excellent opportunity—formally fighting his brother in such a grand arena. They'd sparred countless times previously, yet never determined ring-style victory. At this moment, Goku desired formal combat, testing himself with maximum effort.
"So he's Raditz's younger brother!" Supreme Kai Fuwa and attendant Doren couldn't suppress their exclamations. Those previously unaware suddenly understood the connection.
Hit sat in the spectator section, his hardened expression shifting subtly. "Two brothers..." he murmured with newfound comprehension.
Yes—these brothers showed me stronger power exists beyond my current limits. Hit placed both hands in his pockets, clenching fists with renewed determination.
On the arena, Goku requested permission: "Lord Beerus, what do you think?"
"Fight! We've already won anyway!" Beerus felt tremendous satisfaction from defeating Champa—he didn't mind Goku's impulsive request whatsoever. Honestly, he also wanted witnessing a match between these siblings.
Champa prepared objecting, but Vados intercepted first. Expectation gleamed in her eyes. "Lord Champa, don't you want to see how much Raditz has truly grown? Let's appreciate this exhibition as well."
"Besides, you've already lost. Consider this a bonus show provided by Universe 7."
"Hmph!" Champa still couldn't release that frustration, yet he retracted his outstretched hand, folding arms across his chest with forced acceptance.
No opposition existed from either side—momentum made the exhibition inevitable.
Raditz smiled, walking to the center of the restored arena platform.
Raditz's approach appeared unremarkable. Upon landing, his long hair fluttered while his coat snapped dramatically. He was recognized as number one beneath Gods of Destruction in Universe 7—his genuine strength already approached divine levels. Neither Beerus nor Champa dared underestimating Raditz.
Everyone held their breath with tension exceeding even the previous Hit versus Goku confrontation.
These warriors' realms ranked among the universe's finest. Their relationship transcended normal bounds. Even Beerus found difficulty estimating how far their battle might escalate. Nobody can accurately gauge Saiyan potential and progression speed!
"Brother, I'm genuinely excited finally having a formal match with you."
"I share that enthusiasm." Raditz removed his coat, revealing the combat vest beneath. He remained perpetually battle-ready—even when invited merely as Supreme Kai.
"Brother, I'm prepared!"
"Good!" Raditz exhaled softly. His eyes transformed instantly as his figure exploded forward.
Whis removed the host from the arena entirely. This battle required no official announcements.
Goku and Raditz collided head-on—both maintaining base forms yet displaying terrifying velocity and power. The initial exchange detonated the arena platform. Continuous attacks followed like surging tides, blasting crisscrossing valleys and scorched craters across the landscape.
As battle progressed, Raditz and Goku smiled at each other simultaneously—transforming into Super Saiyans.
"They transformed! Super Saiyan!" Spectators exclaimed collectively.
Within mere seconds, lightning crackled around both warriors. Their hairstyles shifted as auras intensified exponentially.
"Super Saiyan 2!" Cabba, Caulifla, and all Universe 6 Saiyans declared in unison, recognizing the familiar evolution.
No—more than that.
After several exchanges featuring phantom-like techniques, Raditz shouted first. His momentum rose again—like erecting a towering wall reaching straight toward heavens. Goku burst forth with answering cry, his hair growing rapidly as golden light enveloped his entire form.
By this point, many spectators were already sweating profusely. Universe 6's Saiyans stood utterly dumbfounded.
"Hey, Cabba! What's that transformation?! Why do Goku and Raditz look identical now? Their hair grew so long!"
"I... I heard them mention Super 3! Is that Super Saiyan 3?!"
"What?!" Caulifla froze in shock. "Wait... doesn't that mean Raditz used Super Saiyan 3 from the very beginning against us?!"
Cabba and Caulifla locked eyes simultaneously, expressions filled with astonishment. They remained utterly baffled by Super Saiyan 3's mysteries—having not yet reached this level, finding such knowledge impossibly distant.
But that mystery became irrelevant moments later.
Raditz and Goku transformed once more—crimson radiance shining with divine luminescence as both ascended into Super Saiyan God realm simultaneously.