Levos frowned. So Champa's really going to lie through his teeth now, huh? This was outright bullying honest people.
Judging by how furious Champa looked, he'd probably already learned the truth about Puar.
But even if Levos thought that, he didn't take Champa's accusations to heart.
Because the fight on the ring had reached the decisive moment. Whether Puar could successfully transform now depended on the "King's" performance.
To be honest, Levos didn't really believe Frieza would pull it off.
When it came to understanding Saiyans, no one knew them better than Levos did.
If even Levos found this difficult, how could Frieza possibly manage it?
Still, he only muttered that in his head. There was no need to say it to Frieza's face and crush what little motivation the "King" had left.
On the ring, Kale had already entered Super Saiyan God. Her red ponytail drifted lightly in the air.
The battle between the two contestants had reached a boiling point.
Kale's speed skyrocketed. Her figure flickered and blurred like a phantom.
Every time Puar reshaped herself to counterattack, Kale would slip away at an impossible angle, leaving Puar guessing at what was real and what was bait.
"Kale's transformation really is practical," Champa remarked with a sigh. "It's not as terrifying as when she goes berserk, but overall… it doesn't have any obvious weaknesses."
Her strength and defense were far inferior to her berserk state, but she had a clear mind now, and that alone let her take control of the rhythm against Puar.
Puar's style was unique, but Kale was adapting. The moment Puar changed patterns, Kale would evade instantly sometimes even striking back and forcing Puar into a passive position.
Slowly, Puar began to fall behind, unable to match Kale's tempo.
Down below, Champa's mouth curled into a grin.
"Hah… so Puar still can't do a Saiyan transformation! You nearly gave me a heart attack. Kale, get in there! Push harder!"
Kale sprang upward, then dove down from above, smashing a kick into Puar's transformed shield.
BOOM!
Puar crashed through the platform and sank deep into the rubble at the center.
Universe 7's faces all darkened.
"Is Puar going to lose this fast?"
"But she doesn't look injured. Honestly, her body is absurdly tough. That kind of hit isn't much of a threat to her."
Puar returned to her normal form, climbed out of the debris, and shook dust from her blue hair.
Even without Young Master Levos… I can learn Saiyan transformations too, she told herself, forcing courage into her chest.
She stopped suppressing her aura entirely and pushed the energy inside her again and again.
The broken chunks of the ring began to tremble.
As her aura poured out, the tremor grew stronger, spreading across the entire platform.
Everyone blinked in confusion.
Had Puar been suppressing her power this whole time?
And then they noticed something worse.
Puar's aura didn't just rise. It kept rising endlessly, like it had no ceiling.
Pebbles and shattered metal started to float, defying physics as they circled her in a slow, violent orbit.
Crack… crack
Fractures spiderwebbed across the ring. A savage, ferocious pressure burst outward.
BOOM!
A shockwave swept the metal debris clean off the stage, and Puar's presence climbed to its peak.
She was trying to transform.
Snap snap
Violent energy scraped against the air, throwing off jagged arcs of electricity.
Her power had already reached a critical point. If it continued building like this, it would spiral completely out of control and trigger a self-destruction.
Puar had never successfully become a Super Saiyan before. All she knew how to do was keep forcing more energy out, pushing harder, higher.
And in doing so, she shoved herself onto the edge of disaster.
Her aura grew heavier and heavier, like a volcano about to erupt one misstep away from a catastrophe that could swallow everything.
Some of the spectators couldn't sit still anymore.
"Th-This… was she hiding her aura during the fight?"
"No. She just has an incredibly crude grasp of her power so crude she can't use it properly."
"Power without experience or technique… what a bizarre one."
"With that much power, who needs technique? And with that shapeshifting ability, she's already enough to deal with most top fighters."
"…Fair point. And I heard she's a Saiyan too. If she breaks through, I can't even imagine what that would look like…"
Fine sweat beaded on Puar's forehead. The energy inside her body was burning away at an alarming rate.
She could feel she wouldn't be able to hold this much longer.
If she couldn't complete the transformation in time, she might actually die.
"Puar, rein it in!" Goku saw the problem immediately. "If you keep going, you'll explode!"
"Becoming a Super Saiyan isn't that easy, Puar!" Piccolo warned. "Goku and the others suffered through countless trials before they took that step. Forcing it like this is too dangerous "
Hearing their worried voices, Puar shook her head.
"No… this is my only hope of winning. I don't want to give up…"
Her hoarse, low roar spread across the arena, and everyone could hear the pain in her voice.
Seconds crawled by.
The ring split and collapsed layer by layer until there was barely anywhere left to stand.
And still no transformation.
During that time, several angels nervously reinforced the barrier, afraid Puar would fail and detonate, killing the weaker contestants and the Supreme Kais.
And of course, Kale standing at the heart of the blast zone would be in even greater danger.
So Caulifla couldn't care anymore about the risk of Kale losing control.
"Danger, Kale! Transform into that form now!"
"Senpai?" Kale had been watching Puar's attempted transformation with intense caution.
"You can control that power. I believe in you!"
Kale clenched her teeth. "Okay, Senpai!"
The moment she spoke, she surged her aura and transformed.
BOOM!
Another suffocating presence rose sky-high.
Two terrifying forces slammed into each other on the ring.
RUMBLE
The platform shattered instantly into ruins. A brutal energy storm swept outward in all directions, even the fabric of space rippling under the pressure.
Kale's aura surged madly.
Before everyone's eyes, her body expanded. Her hair shifted, turning a vivid emerald green.
In that instant, the pressure Kale gave off shot far beyond Puar's.
Her pale eyes locked onto the blue-haired girl.
"If you don't want to feel pain… then be a good girl and let me kill you."
"It's over… Kale really is being controlled by that terrifying emotion again," Cabba said, tense.
"Kale, go! Kick her off the stage already!" Champa urged impatiently.
"Kale, you can master this power. I believe you!" Caulifla shouted.
On the other side, Universe 7 was equally shaken.
"This is bad Kale is too dangerous now!"
"And Puar's power is about to lose control. It's even worse!"
"Levos! Think of something already! If this keeps up, Universe 7 is finished!"
Levos rubbed his brow.
He was getting anxious too, and could only push Frieza privately.
"Your Majesty, if you don't move now, it'll be too late! You don't want to lose that five-centimeter deal, do you?"
Frieza's mouth twitched. "Don't rush me. It's not the time yet."
Under everyone's gaze, Kale's massive frame pressed down on Puar like an oncoming mountain.
"I will succeed…"
Puar's eyes slowly reddened. Pain twisted across her face.
"I have to succeed!"
Crushed by the opponent's overwhelming pressure, her body swayed.
Thud.
She dropped to one knee nearly unable to straighten up at all.
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