Renso was also momentarily stunned, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Although Son Goku's Ki seemed casual, it contained infinite potential, making him quite a bit stronger than he had imagined.
"Your strength is quite good," Renso released his hand, a confident smile appearing on his face. "I'm looking forward to having a good match with you at the Tournament of Power."
"Great! We must go all out and have a satisfying match when the time comes!" Son Goku immediately became excited, his fists unconsciously clenching, his eyes full of battle intent.
"Brother, is this Son Goku really that powerful?" Caulifla quietly leaned toward Renso and asked in a low voice.
"His strength is much more formidable than I imagined," Renso's voice also grew low, and his expression became solemn. "I'm afraid even I might not be able to guarantee a win against him."
"No way? Then why were you acting so confident just now?" Caulifla widened her eyes, a look of confusion on her face.
"Caulifla, you must remember: no matter how powerful an opponent you face, you must never lose to them in momentum, and you certainly mustn't show cowardice!" Renso looked at Caulifla, his tone grave. "Once you show fear, even if the battle hasn't begun, you've already lost."
"I understand." Caulifla rubbed her chin and nodded thoughtfully, her gaze becoming firm.
On the other side, Vegeta and King Sadala had also started chatting.
"I heard that your Universe 7's Saiyan planet has already been destroyed?" King Sadala asked directly, a trace of regret in his tone.
"That's right. It was destroyed by that fellow." Vegeta raised his finger and pointed at Frieza not far away, his eyes full of icy hatred.
"Oh? That fellow looks quite similar to our universe's Frost." King Sadala looked toward Frieza and spoke thoughtfully.
At this time, Frieza was staring at Frost of Universe 6.
Both their eyes held a sense of appreciation, as if they were evaluating each other's strength.
"Your universe's Frost appears to be a gentle, good person on the surface, but in reality, he's a sinister and cunning hypocrite," Vegeta said with a slight smile, his tone full of mockery. "Our Frieza here, though a complete and utter villain, is at least honest enough not to pretend. By comparison, I hate hypocrites even more!"
"What? You're not actually starting to feel fond of the Frieza who destroyed your planet, are you?" King Sadala joked with a smile, his eyes full of teasing.
Vegeta's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
What do you mean, 'starting to feel fond of Frieza'?
That's just way too outrageous!
"Haha, I'm just joking with you!" Seeing Vegeta's face wasn't right, King Sadala immediately burst into laughter to ease the awkwardness. "By the way, your father was the Saiyan King of Universe 7, right?"
Vegeta didn't speak; he just nodded slightly, though a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.
"How was your father's strength? Where did he rank among the Saiyans back then?" King Sadala continued to ask, his eyes full of curiosity.
"Back then, my royal father's strength was the strongest among all Saiyans, without exception," Vegeta said firmly.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Vegeta suddenly realized something and couldn't help but turn to look at Bardock.
When Bardock fought Frieza back then, his strength seemed to have already surpassed his father's?
"What about you? As the Saiyan Prince, your strength should be greater than that fellow Son Goku's, right?" King Sadala didn't answer Vegeta's question but instead changed the subject and asked in return.
Vegeta fell silent instantly.
Vegeta had to admit that Son Goku's strength was indeed above his.
Every time Vegeta finally managed to catch up to Son Goku with great difficulty, Son Goku would break through to a new realm.
This left Vegeta feeling both stifled and unwilling, a constant sting in his heart.
"Looking at it this way, the strongest Saiyan of your Universe 7 is actually Son Goku!" King Sadala quickly realized. He patted Vegeta's shoulder and said with a smile, "But you don't need to be discouraged. Remember, as royalty, never give up easily. As long as you keep working hard, one day you will be able to surpass him!"
"Tch. I don't need you to lecture me!" Vegeta slapped away King Sadala's hand that was resting on his shoulder. His face remained cold, but he felt a strange sense of relief in his heart.
King Sadala's words had actually touched his heart.
"Good! Then let's work hard together and perform well at the Tournament of Power!" King Sadala laughed, not caring at all about Vegeta's cold attitude.
"Those words are what I should be saying to you," Vegeta said flatly, his gaze becoming firm.
In this Tournament of Power, he was determined to surpass Son Goku and prove his strength!
"Hahaha, I like your personality! You truly are a Saiyan who will inherit the throne in the future!" King Sadala laughed heartily. However, he soon let out a soft sigh. "But it's truly a pity that your Universe 7's Saiyan planet has vanished. Otherwise, the Saiyans of the two universes might have been able to communicate well."
Vegeta: "..."
Can you stop bringing up things that shouldn't be mentioned?
"By the way, Vegeta," King Sadala suddenly changed the subject, a flash of cunning in his eyes. "Are you interested in coming to our Universe 6 to be the King of the Saiyans? I can give the throne to you!"
Just as Vegeta was about to open his mouth to refuse, King Sadala added, "I can even betroth my daughter to you! My daughter is very beautiful; I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Vegeta: "..."
Vegeta silently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This King Sadala—how is he even doing the political marriage thing?
"You aren't already married, are you?" Seeing Vegeta's long silence, King Sadala couldn't help but ask.
"That's my son, Trunks," Vegeta pointed at Trunks not far away and spoke flatly.
"Oh? So you already have a child. Then forget it; pretend I didn't say anything." King Sadala shook his head with some disappointment. Then he turned his gaze to Son Goku and waved at him. "Goku, come over here for a moment."
Son Goku walked over with a look of confusion and scratched his head. "What is it, King Sadala?"
"Speaking of which, Mr. Goku, are you married?" King Sadala asked, a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"I am married; my wife is Chi-Chi, and we have two children, Gohan and Goten." Son Goku nodded and looked at King Sadala strangely. "Why are you suddenly asking this?"
King Sadala: "..."
How is it that every single one of them is married?
Vegeta stood to the side, his face turning even darker.
Is King Sadala planning to market the royal girls of Universe 6's Saiyans to the Saiyans of Universe 7?
"Then are there any Saiyans in your Universe 7 who aren't married yet?" King Sadala didn't give up and continued to ask.
Son Goku thought for a moment and then pointed to Broly not far away. "Broly isn't married; he's always been alone."
"How is that fellow's strength?" King Sadala's eyes instantly lit up, his tone full of gossip.
If Broly is strong enough, then my plan might still work.
"Very strong! Broly's potential is immense. Once he gets serious, even I have to go all out to fight him," Son Goku evaluated seriously, his tone full of recognition for Broly.
King Sadala's eyes immediately shone, and he waved to Broly. "Broly, come over here for a moment. I have something to tell you."
Broly walked over with a look of confusion, tilting his head as he looked at King Sadala. "What is it?"
"Are you married?" King Sadala went straight to the point and asked directly.
"No," Broly shook his head, his eyes full of confusion.
Why is King Sadala asking about marriage?
"Then are you interested in coming to live in our Universe 6?" King Sadala asked with a smile, a hint of temptation in his tone.
"Not interested," Broly refused directly without even thinking.
Broly was very comfortable staying in Universe 7.
How great is the Sacred World of the Kai!
Eating has such a sense of ritual.
Moreover, the Supreme Kai and Kibito always go to various places in the universe to bring back good things to eat.
And with Goku to accompany him in fighting, Broly didn't want to go anywhere else.
"Don't be so quick to refuse," King Sadala laughed. He took a device similar to a cell phone from his pocket and tapped the screen. "Look, this is a photo of my daughter. She's very beautiful."
Broly leaned in curiously. When he saw the photo on the screen, his eyes widened instantly.
The girl in the photo had a pair of bright, large eyes, long flowing hair, delicate features, a slender figure, and a sweet smile. She was practically like a princess from a fairy tale.
Even for someone like Broly, who had no concept of romantic feelings and only liked fighting and eating, his heart couldn't help but race upon seeing this photo, and his pupils gradually turned into heart shapes.
"How about it? My daughter is very beautiful, isn't she?" King Sadala smiled triumphantly, his tone full of pride.
Broly nodded thoughtfully, his gaze remaining on the photo for a long time without moving away.
"As long as you're willing to join our Universe 6, I will betroth my daughter to you and let you inherit the throne of Planet Sadala," King Sadala patted Broly's shoulder and spoke gravely. "When that time comes, you can do whatever you want on Planet Sadala!"
"Then... is there good food?" What Broly cared about most was still food.
As long as there was enough delicious food, everything else was negotiable.
"Of course!" King Sadala immediately nodded, his tone firm. "Think about it: as the king of a planet, what delicious food couldn't you get? Whether it's rare ingredients from the universe or all kinds of delicious dishes, you can eat as much as you want, until you're stuffed!"
"Uh..." Broly's gaze instantly became hesitant. He scratched his head, his heart starting to waver.
A beautiful wife and endless delicious food—this seemed like a good choice.
"How about this: you join our Universe 6." King Sadala struck while the iron was hot, his tone even more sincere. "After the competition ends, I'll hold a wedding for you and my daughter, and let you officially become the King of Planet Sadala. How about it?"
"Alright," Broly agreed immediately without a second's hesitation.
With food, drink, and a beautiful wife, there was no reason for Broly to refuse such a good thing.
"Then it's happily decided!" King Sadala was grinning from ear to ear and immediately reached out his hand. "Let's shake on it. It's a deal!"
"Yeah, it's a deal." Broly nodded and reached out to shake King Sadala's hand firmly.
"Lord Champa!" King Sadala immediately turned his head to look at Champa, his tone excited. "Broly is now one of our Universe 6 people. Can he represent Universe 6 in the Tournament of Power?"
Champa was momentarily stunned, then reacted, his face instantly showing an expression of wild joy.
He had seen Broly's strength with his own eyes; that was a powerhouse who could fight Son Goku to a draw!
King Sadala had practically done him a massive favor!
"Of course, no problem! A warm welcome to Broly for joining Universe 6!" Champa immediately said loudly, his tone full of excitement, wishing he could rush over and hug Broly right now.
Meanwhile, everyone from Universe 7 was as if petrified, standing in place without moving, their faces full of shock and disbelief.
What's the situation?
Broly was just hoodwinked into Universe 6 like that?
And he's going to represent Universe 6 in the competition?
"Idiot! Are you stupid! Why would you join Universe 6!" Beerus was completely frantic now. He shouted loudly at Broly, the veins at his temples throbbing. "If you like pretty girls, I'll find them for you right now! What kind of pretty girl can't we find in our Universe 7? There are plenty who are much prettier than his daughter! And as for food—is the delicious food made by Bulma and Chi-Chi not better than Universe 6's?"
"Uh... I didn't say I wanted to join right now..." Broly scratched the back of his head, a trace of innocence on his face as he looked at King Sadala with clear eyes.
From the very beginning, Broly hadn't intended to switch teams before the match; he just felt that the "delicious food and beautiful wife" King Sadala mentioned were very attractive and wanted to hear more first.
"You... what do you mean by that?" King Sadala was stunned, the smile on his face instantly freezing as if he hadn't heard Broly's words clearly.
"What I mean is, I'll consider joining Universe 6 after the competition ends," Broly grinned, revealing his pearly white teeth, his tone incredibly serious. "For this Tournament of Power, I'm going to represent Universe 7!"
King Sadala: "..."
King Sadala's face instantly darkened, and he grumbled inwardly.
I thought this kid was straightforward and easy to hoodwink.
In the end, it turns out the stupid one was me?
This wave is practically lifting a stone only to drop it on my own feet!
"That's more like it! I haven't doted on you in vain!" Beerus's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly landed. His previously tense body also relaxed, a trace of undetectable relief in his tone.
"But you just called me an idiot; I'll remember that debt and settle it with you after the competition ends!" Broly snorted, a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.
Even if the other party was a God of Destruction, he couldn't just scold him at will.
"Hmph. You think you can beat me, Beerus?" Beerus rolled his eyes, not taking Broly's threat seriously at all. Then he turned his head to glare at Son Goku, his tone stern. "And you! From now on, you're not allowed to use the Fusion Technique with Broly!"
"Hahaha... I know, Lord Beerus!" Son Goku scratched his head and agreed with a laugh.
Champa stood to the side, his face looking extremely unpleasant.
He thought he had picked up a treasure just now, but it turned out to be a hollow joy; the drop was enough to give him a heart attack!
"That... King Sadala..." Old Kai suddenly cleared his throat and walked forward slowly. He pointed at his own face, his tone carrying a hint of expectation. "If Broly doesn't want to come, I can join Universe 6! What do you think of me? Can you betroth your daughter to me?"
King Sadala's mouth twitched, and the veins at his temples throbbed faintly.
Why is a Supreme Kai like you joining the fun?
And you're already old enough to look like this—how could my daughter possibly take a fancy to you?
This is practically the height of absurdity!
"Ancestor, can we please not embarrass ourselves here?" The Supreme Kai was sweating profusely with anxiety. He hurriedly stepped forward to grab Old Kai's arm, wanting to pull him back. "You're a Supreme Kai; how can you just join another universe at will?"
"I'm serious! I really can join Universe 6! King Sadala, consider me!" Old Kai broke free from the Supreme Kai's hand and shouted hysterically at King Sadala.
Seeing this, King Sadala directly turned around, pretending he hadn't heard.
He really didn't want to get entangled with Old Kai; if they kept talking, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist taking action.
On the other side, Frieza and Frost of Universe 6 were standing together chatting. Their appearances were almost identical; someone who didn't know better would probably think they were twins.
"We really do look alike; it's practically as if we were carved from the same mold." Frieza flicked his tail, a trace of sentiment in his tone. Then he asked, "Do you also like using power to dominate others and enjoy the feeling of being in control of everything?"
"Of course. In this world, there is nothing more interesting than controlling the fates of others." Frost nodded, a trace of arrogance identical to Frieza's flashing in his eyes.
"Looking at it this way, we actually get along quite well." Frieza smiled, a trace of calculation flashing in his eyes. "In that case, do you want to join forces with me? During the Tournament of Power, we can look out for each other and eliminate the weaklings of other universes first. What do you think?"
"I'd be very happy to! It's my honor to be able to join forces with a powerhouse like you." Frost didn't hesitate for a second and readily agreed.
Frost was also making the same calculation in his heart.
Joining forces with Frieza would greatly increase his survival rate.
Seeing Frost agree, Frieza instantly revealed a meaningful smile—a smile that looked very much like a "knowing smirk," making Vegeta, who was standing nearby, feel a wave of disgust.
Just then.
Flash!
A starlight flashed, and the contestants of Universe 11 were teleported over.
As soon as Jiren, Toppo, Dyspo, and the others appeared, they brought with them a powerful aura that made the surrounding air grow heavy.
"It's the people from Universe 11!" Son Goku immediately turned his head to look, a smile of excitement appearing on his face as he waved to Jiren and Toppo. "Jiren, Toppo, long time no see. How are you all!"
Jiren, Toppo, and the others looked toward Son Goku. When their gazes landed on Broly, several of them couldn't help but shudder.
They had long heard of Broly's strength; they hadn't expected him to actually come to participate in the competition this time. This was undoubtedly a massive threat.
"Son Goku!" Jiren's voice was low and powerful, his gaze sharply fixed on Son Goku. "I truly didn't expect that your strength would be even more formidable than Broly's. It seems I still underestimated you last time."
"This... haha... actually, I'm not really that impressive." Son Goku scratched his head awkwardly, his cheeks turning slightly red. "Thank you for the compliment."
"But it doesn't matter. Both you and Broly will be defeated by me, Jiren, this time!" An intense battle intent surfaced on Jiren's face, and the Ki within his body began to surge slowly, making the surrounding air vibrate.
"Great! Then let's go all out and have a satisfying match when the time comes! Let's work hard together!" Son Goku didn't show the slightest fear; instead, he became even more excited, his fists unconsciously clenching.
Hit, standing not far away, saw Jiren, and his expression instantly became solemn.
In the previous life, Hit had been eliminated by Jiren with absolute strength; he still remembered that feeling of powerlessness even now.
In this life, I will never lose again!
I must personally defeat Jiren and wipe away my previous humiliation!
"Trunks, what are you looking at? You're so absorbed." Son Goten leaned toward Trunks and asked curiously.
"Goten, look over there," Trunks pointed toward the area next to Universe 12, a trace of surprise in his tone. "Those are the contestants of Universe 12; they look so unique!"
Son Goten looked in the direction Trunks was pointing, and his eyes instantly lit up.
The contestants of Universe 12 were all tall robots with a metallic luster, looking majestic and imposing.
"Wow! These robots have so much personality!" Trunks couldn't help but exclaim. He rubbed his hands, his eyes full of curiosity. "Goten, I just saw one of those robots turn into a car, and another turned into a plane and was flying in the sky! It's so amazing!"
"Really? They can turn into cars and planes?" Son Goten's eyes widened, flashing with the light of excitement, wishing he could rush over right now to see them up close.
"These are the Transformer contestants from Universe 12," Whis explained with a smile, his tone gentle. "Most of them come from Planet Cybertron and possess the ability to transform; they can turn into various vehicles according to their needs."
"Transformers?" Trunks's eyes grew even brighter, and he muttered softly, "If we could catch one to take back as a toy, that would be great!"
"That's a good idea! I want one too!" Son Goten jumped up excitedly, nodding repeatedly.
"That yellow robot is mine! Look how good he looks turning into a car!" Trunks pointed at Bumblebee not far away, his tone firm, for fear that Son Goten would compete with him.
"Then I want the robot with the cannon on his arm!" Son Goten pointed at Megatron, his eyes full of expectation.
Son Goten felt that robot looked the most majestic.
"Stupid Goten, didn't you see he doesn't even have wheels on him?" Trunks chuckled and couldn't help but tease. "He definitely can't turn into a car or a plane; what's the use of picking him?"
"Eh? It seems there really aren't any wheels!" Son Goten looked carefully and scratched his head, muttering in confusion. "Then what can he turn into? He can't just stand there, can he?"
Author's Note: Some readers have suggested that the next book should be about Broly, which coincides with my intention, but it will be the Super version of Broly. Additionally, I'd like to ask for everyone's opinion: should the protagonist transmigrate as Broly, or be a native Broly?
To be continued…
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