Dragon Ball: I bet my left arm on my future

If Son Gohan used his full strength, Toppo would be killed in an instant.

But if this happens, the battle experience will be very bad, and Quandan may feel that the fighting tournament is meaningless, so he will give up holding the Power Tournament and directly erase the universe, which would be bad.

Plus, this wasn't a fight of life and death, so Son Gohan tried his best to control his fighting power, making Toppo feel that the difference in strength was not that big, giving him the illusion that he could win.

Toppo rushed out of the thick smoke, with a part of his white beard burned off, but he was not seriously injured.

"You, you are nothing but this. What big words did you say just now?" He snorted coldly and turned into a shadow and rushed towards Son Gohan, using his hands and feet to launch a fierce attack.

Son Gohan tried his best to cooperate with him and the fight made a crackling sound.

The gods and the Omni-King who were watching the battle started discussing it.

Beerus muttered quietly, "Huh, what on earth is that kid Son Gohan doing? He can knock that Toppo away in one blow, but he's still fighting like this."

"Lord Beerus, but fighting like that would not be fun, and the Omni-King might find it boring." King Kai Shin immediately told the truth.

Sure enough, after the wonderful fight, the King of All in the viewing stand became happy: "Wow, they fight so well, it's really exciting."

The high priest stood beside him and smiled slightly.

He actually saw that Son Gohan had retained his strength, but since His Majesty the Omni King was pleased with it, there was no need to pursue the matter.

The rest of the gods sighed.

Especially those slightly weaker Gods of Destruction and King Gods were surprised.

“This is amazing.”

"Has this battle already touched upon the realm of God?"

"But that guy called Son Gohan obviously doesn't have the aura of God. Is he using a mortal body to fight against God?"

Hearing other Gods of Destruction discussing this, the Clown God of Destruction said nonchalantly: "Humph, although powerful, he is far inferior to Jiren..."

The twin-tailed angel Makarita smiled meaningfully but said nothing.

On the ring, Toppo became anxious when he saw that he couldn't defeat Son Gohan for a long time.

He let out a loud "Haaaa" and black and red flames jumped around his body.

"Is this, destructive energy?" Son Gohan frowned.

"That's right, I'm the candidate for the God of Destruction of the 11th Universe. For the honor of Lord Vermouth, I must not lose..." Toppo said loudly with veins bulging on his bald head.

"Hehe, then you can give it a try." Son Gohan said with a smile.

Toppo opened the five fingers of his right hand and a black and purple energy ball hit Son Gohan.

The energy ball is filled with destructive energy and its momentum is extraordinary.

Compared with what happened just now, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

At the same time, a strong aura burst out from Son Gohan's body, and he advanced instead of retreating.

Rushing towards Toppo.

"Toppo, that's enough!"

Son Gohan shouted loudly, waved his right hand, and slapped Toppo's destructive energy ball away. The next moment, he appeared in front of Toppo and slapped him with his palm.

"What?" Toppo was shocked.

He only felt a gust of wind coming, and his body was blown away.

Just in that instant, an extremely powerful force seemed to burst out from Son Gohan's body.

Toppo had the illusion that he was facing Jiren.

Oops, this guy actually hid his strength just now.

Thinking of this, Toho let out an unwilling roar.

However, under the powerful impact, he could not control his body at all and was swept off the stage by the strong wind.

"Wow." There was a burst of noise from the stands.

The Clown Destroyer rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe it: "How, how is it possible? How did Toppo lose?"

"Lady Vermouth, it's entirely possible because Son Gohan just hid his strength." Makarita said with a smile.

"Damn it, the insidious Seventh Universe." The Clown Destroyer clenched his fists, furious.

As the referee of this match, the great priest announced loudly: "Toppo is out of bounds, Son Gohan wins this match!"

"Hahaha, great, well done, Gohan." Beerus raised his right hand and clenched his fist, as if declaring the victory of the Seventh Universe.

"Mr. Gohan is so awesome." King Kai Shin also laughed happily.

Son Gohan walked to the edge of the ring and looked down at Toppo below.

Toppo was also looking up at Son Gohan, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger.

He actually lost this battle of honor. Universe 11 lost, and lost so completely.

This guy is really powerful, and I'm afraid only Jiren can defeat him.

After all, in terms of combat power alone, Jiren's strength has surpassed that of Lord Vermouth.

This guy called Son Gohan can never compete with the real God of Destruction.

Definitely not, at least Toppo is unwilling to believe it.

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The King of All in the stands stood up.

"Wow, this is really exciting and a very interesting game. High Priest, let's hold this Tournament of Power."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The high priest bowed slightly.

But the Omni-King continued, "High Priest, what is a melee?"

"A melee means that many people are fighting on the stage at the same time." The high priest smiled.

"Well, how about this? Let the Gods of Destruction from each universe demonstrate it to His Majesty the King of All."

"Okay, okay." The King agreed.

At this time, Son Gohan and Toppo just returned to their respective stands.

The high priest's voice rang out again.

"Next, all the gods of destruction, please come to the stage!"

"..."

"W-what?" The Gods of Destruction of the 12 universes were all shocked.

"We are going to join the battle too?"

"Wait a moment, High Priest, why do we have to join the battle as well?"

A Destroyer God raised a question.

The high priest had his hands behind his back, looking majestic without even getting angry.

He smiled and said, "Because His Majesty the King does not know what a melee is, the God of Destruction is also a resident of the 12 universes and has the obligation to help His Majesty the King resolve his doubts."

The air suddenly became silent.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down Xiangpa's forehead.

"Oh no, oh no, I haven't exercised properly in the past few decades, and now I'm in trouble."

Bados laughed so hard that his body shook. "Ha ha ha, who told Lord Xiangpa to be lazy? Now he has become fat, but don't worry, he won't die."

What a sinister woman.

Xiangpa glared at her and jumped onto the ring.

Although the other 11 Gods of Destruction were also reluctant, they did not dare to disobey the High Priest and the Omni-King, and they all jumped onto the stage.

Every god of destruction has his own little thoughts in his mind.

Some want to take the opportunity to beat up their displeased opponents, some want to fish in troubled waters, and some want to prove that they are the most powerful destroyer.

The gods of destruction looked at each other with ill intent, and sneered at the corners of their mouths.

The Rat God of Destruction, Quitla, raised his head and asked, "Master High Priest, what rules should we follow to fight?"

The high priest put his hands behind his back, looked down at the ring, and said: "I want to wait until I finish watching the game before formulating some rules. Everyone, fight hard first."

"The God of Destruction who wins in the end will receive a reward from His Majesty the King."

"By the way, if a God of Destruction deliberately lets us win, he will be eliminated on the spot..."

The high priest's voice was warm, but the words he spoke were extremely cold.

The 12 Gods of Destruction trembled and their breathing became rapid.

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