Dragon Ball: I bet my left arm on my future

"Hahaha." Broly laughed and stomped his feet hard. Green flames burst out and the ring collapsed while he pounced on Jiren.

Jiren's eyes also flashed with a blazing fighting spirit, and his body was covered with silver and rose-red flames, burning the surrounding air and distorting it, and he also rushed towards Broly.

Both of them are muscular men with their shirts blown up, and their fight is extremely explosive and breathtaking.

The exciting battle made Son Gohan want to eat some popcorn and melon seeds.

But he was afraid that the high priest would mistake it for a "tool" to restore his physical strength and call a foul on him.

Son Goku stood next to Son Gohan and said with admiration: "This Jiren is really powerful. I really want to fight him."

Son Gohan laughed and said, "Haha, Dad, I think the novelty is playing tricks on you."

"Broly is even stronger than Jiren. Why don't you just spar with him (and get beaten) when you have time?"

"..."

"Gohan, then why don't I just come and spar with you directly?" Sun Wukong asked back.

Yes, he is much stronger than Broly.

However, the biggest pain point of this kind of combat with overwhelming combat power is the user experience.

It feels like you have tried your best and worked hard, but the person underneath you doesn't move at all, not even a sound.

What's the point?

In a word, the combat experience is extremely poor.

Son Gohan smiled and said, "Dad, Uncle Vegeta will always be your best friend. Please don't forget this bond."

Although Son Goku didn't understand what the term "gay friend" meant, he could understand what Son Gohan meant and agreed with it deeply.

Well, Vegeta is indeed a good opponent.

…………

boom!

boom!

boom!

Jiren and Broly fought, and with every step there was an explosion and a rumbling sound.

By this time, more than half of the arena in the Realm of Nothingness had collapsed, and the game time was already halfway through, with only the last 20 minutes left.

At this moment, the Joker God of Destruction on the viewing platform could not help but yell, "Jilan, stop wasting time. You can't beat Broly. Go and eliminate the other players first..."

"Hmm?" Beerus grinned and looked at the Clown God of Destruction.

"Yes, yes, let him eliminate Son Gohan first."

"Asshole!" The Clown Destroyer glared.

Beerus raised his middle finger to him provocatively.

"Haha, Lord Beerus is so bad." Whis covered his mouth and laughed.

"But Lord Vermouth's strategy is correct. At least the results won't be so bad."

"Hmph, they're bound to lose anyway." Beerus crossed his arms, tilted his head, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

But Jiren on the ring didn't listen to the clown god of destruction at all.

Eliminate other contestants first?

Please.

What’s the point of eliminating other contestants if you can’t deal with the big guy in front of you?

In the end, we still couldn't win the game.

What's the point of doing these energy-wasting actions?

Thinking of this, Jiren's eyes narrowed, and he distanced himself from Broly, making up his mind to die.

"Ahhhh!!!"

He placed his hands on his forehead and used all his strength to activate his breath, preparing to burn his vitality to explode with power.

As time went by, Jiren's physical strength began to decline, and his combat effectiveness could no longer be maintained at its peak.

So Jiren is going to take a gamble now.

I bet that after burning his vitality, the power he bursts out can surpass Broly, and after defeating Broly, he can kill the remaining 9 contestants as quickly as possible.

This is his last chance.

It is also the only way.

He has no other choice.

Seeing Jiren beginning to burn his vitality, Toppo broke free from Vegeta's attack range and rushed over breathlessly.

"Jilan, stop it!!!" Toppo shouted.

But Jiren's eyes kept glowing red, and he could no longer hear Toppo's shouts.

He was still madly burning his vitality and urging his strength to try to break through the limits of his body.

"Not enough, not enough, far from enough, I need a stronger power, ahhhh!!!"

At this moment, Jiren's face was ferocious, his eyes were bloodshot, mist was emitting from the strong muscles of his upper body, his whole body was surrounded by silver-red aura, and lightning was bombarding all around.

But it's not enough, he needs more powerful power.

Because this level is not enough to defeat Broly.

Having fought Broly for so long, he knew this better than anyone else.

Now, in order to gain more powerful strength, he is willing to die for it.

Power, he wants powerful power.

Jiren was roaring in his heart.

At this moment, a force suddenly surged into his body.

At first Jiren thought it was the result of burning vitality, but soon felt something was wrong.

Toppo?

This is the power of Toppo.

At this time, Toppo stood behind Jiren with his right hand on Jiren's broad back.

A dazzling light burst out from Toppo's body and poured into Jiren's body.

Jiren vaguely heard Toppo talking.

"Jiren, I have learned a new move in recent years, it's called fusion..."

"I will give you my power. With my power, you will become an extremely powerful warrior. No one will be your opponent."

"Jiren, stay alive, defeat everyone, revive Master Jieqing, and save the universe we live in."

"I can only leave it to you from now on."

"Goodbye, Jillian."

Jiren's eyes slowly regained their spirits.

"Toppo..."

Then,

"boom!!!"

An extremely strong light exploded.

At this moment, the entire world of nothingness was illuminated.

Many people put their hands over their foreheads to block out the glare.

"Wow, what happened?" said the King of All, he couldn't see clearly either.

The High Priest replied, "Your Majesty, Toppo gave his power to Jiren, and the two of them merged."

Quan Wangdao: "Really? What are they like now? Have they become very powerful?"

The King's face was full of curiosity.

"Haha, you have become a lot stronger." The high priest responded.

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The strong light gradually dissipated.

On the ring, Jiren's figure appeared.

"Puff, puff, puff~"

Endless air waves swirled around him, and lightning crackled.

At this time, Jiren looked a little stronger, his height increased by another 20cm, and his solid muscles were full of powerful strength.

The aura that was originally a mixture of silver and rose red changed again and evolved into black and purple.

The invincible air waves spread out in circles with him as the center.

A column of black and purple air broke through the air and rushed straight into the sky.

Looking at Jiren like this, everyone had different expressions.

Son Gohan's eyes burst into a fiery light. He clenched his fists and said excitedly, "It's fused? It's not the Metamo Star Fusion Technique, nor the Potara Earring Fusion. It's more like the Namekian Assimilation Fusion."

"This is becoming more interesting!" Son Gohan felt the warlike blood in his body begin to boil.

Since the start of the Tournament of Power, he has never seriously fought. Now looking at Jiren's evolved appearance, Son Gohan can't wait to fight with Jiren.

"What a powerful force! Is this Jiren a monster?" Piccolo was surprised.

"Jiren is much stronger now than before." Son Goku's eyes lit up.

Trunks said: "Brother Gohan, Jiren right now gives me the feeling of facing the God of Destruction."

"That's right, because this is Jiren who possesses the power of the God of Destruction."

"Jiren's power already surpassed some of the Gods of Destruction. Now that he has mastered the power of the God of Destruction, it can be said that he has become a true God of Destruction."

"Ah, what should we do then?" Trunks asked, looking at Son Gohan who was full of fighting spirit.

"What can we do? Defeat him, of course." Son Gohan clenched his fists tightly, and his joints crackled.

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