King Salada stared at Aishi and slowly said,

"Can I ask you a question first? We'll fight after that."

Aishi raised an eyebrow.

"Ask away."

King Salada spoke solemnly,

"Are you also a descendant of the main Saiyan bloodline?"

Aishi: "?"

What the hell?

Main bloodline descendant?

Is that even a thing…?

Seeing that Aishi didn't answer, King Salada continued on his own,

"I sensed your ki that day on Planet Salada... I'm sure of it. You are a descendant of the main bloodline!"

Aishi stayed silent.

The ki back on Planet Salada?

That was the ancient bloodline of Yamoshi, right?

What does that have to do with anything…?

King Salada continued seriously,

"In Universe 6, what has always made our Saiyans strong… is the inheritance of bloodlines.

Bloodline allows us to cultivate Kami no Chikara (God Power) and reach Kami no Kyōkai (Divine Realm) with ease!!"

Aishi nodded.

"And then?"

King Salada looked up, locking eyes with Aishi.

"So I want to ask you… are you the descendant left behind by your universe's previous Saiyan leader?"

Aishi replied without hesitation,

"Nope."

He relied on the system's cheat.

What kind of inherited bloodline nonsense?

King Salada's expression shifted.

Not a descendant?

Impossible!

Saiyans were divided into two groups—those on his side and Aishi's.

He himself had inherited the legacy of Salada III, which made cultivating Kami no Chikara feel as easy as drinking water.

So he thought Aishi's strength must be due to having inherited the bloodline of the previous leader!

This statement completely baffled the surrounding crowd.

They were utterly confused about what the two were discussing.

Only Vegeta's face changed drastically.

He understood!

King Salada muttered,

"This doesn't make sense..."

Aishi grew impatient,

"You fighting or not?"

So that's what this guy was aiming at.

Trying to find someone with that stable 'bloodline inheritance'?

He obviously wasn't it.

As for Planet Vegeta...

Only Rigor fit that standard.

King Salada's expression shifted several times before finally glaring at Aishi and saying solemnly,

"Then bring it on!"

Aishi chuckled. This guy...

Compared to some flashy bloodline talk, nothing beats getting that juicy progress reward!

He looked at King Salada.

"Come on, I'll give you one more chance to make the first move."

Another chance?

Was he mocking him?

King Salada replied coldly,

"Then you'd better be ready!!"

With that—

Hooo...

King Salada took a deep breath.

His eyes slowly closed, and then he suddenly clapped his hands together—

In an instant, a flash of silver light burst forth!

A massive energy surged and roared in all directions, shaking the arena to its core.

Terrifying gales swept the battlefield.

The ground trembled violently.

Whis tapped his staff twice.

Dong! Dong!

A clear, ethereal chime rang out.

A shining energy barrier appeared, shielding the spectators.

Vados pursed her lips and murmured,

"I think I'll reinforce this planet a bit too."

Dong! Dong!!!

An invisible energy surged into the planet's core, stabilizing it almost immediately.

King Salada roared:

"HAAAAAA!!!"

"Salada Bakuretsu Kōha!!" (Salada Exploding Light Wave!)

———BOOOM!!!

A massive silver-white pillar of energy shot out, roaring toward Aishi.

Its power was monstrous—brimming with overwhelming energy!

Aishi twitched his mouth.

"Salada Wave? What kinda dumb name is that?"

Corny!

The beam surged forward.

Even space-time twisted under its force, barreling toward Aishi like it was about to erase him from existence!

Aishi raised a hand.

"Hakai!" (Destruction!)

———BOOOOOM!!!

A deep purple energy flame erupted, radiating overwhelming power of annihilation.

Even the fabric of space trembled before it.

It surged forward like a tidal wave of destruction!

The next moment—

The two energies collided.

And almost instantly...

The Destruction energy devoured the enemy's attack without any resistance!

It disintegrated into sparkles and vanished without a trace.

Even worse, the Destruction energy didn't lose any momentum—

It continued rushing straight toward King Salada!

His expression twisted.

"What?! How is this possible?!"

Instantly erased?!

That's absurd!!

He immediately tried to retreat—

But it felt like his feet were filled with lead.

He couldn't move!

What's going on?!

A suffocating aura of death bore down on him...

His face turned pale.

Today… he'd messed with a walking calamity!

Nearby—

Champa and Beerus's expressions also changed slightly.

What the—

Was he trying to kill someone?!

Even Goku and the others were stunned.

They couldn't help but look toward Aishi.

Wasn't this just a match?

Wasn't this going a bit too far...?

Just as Beerus and Champa were about to signal the Angels to intervene—

A bright light suddenly flared from below.

The Destruction energy slowly dissipated.

Aishi smiled.

He hadn't actually planned to take the guy's life.

He just wanted to shake him up mentally, kill his fighting spirit...

And with that, his reward arrived.

Ding!

"Host has defeated King Salada. Yamoshi Progress increased by 10%."

A faint mechanical voice rang out.

Aishi frowned.

"System, how much are you skimming off the top?"

"This is a normal result, Host. The battle was one-sided domination…"

The system replied.

"Then what about when I beat Champa? What was that about?"

The system went silent.

Aishi twitched his mouth.

Yeah, he had good reason to suspect the system was pocketing progress.

But to be fair...

This fight was a complete stomp.

Next time, should he use Super Saiyan God or Super Saiyan 4?

Maybe it would be more of a back-and-forth, and the system would judge it more fairly...

"Host, please refrain from exploiting system mechanics!"

Aishi: "..."

As the dust settled—

Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

It was finally over.

That was terrifying.

King Salada exhaled heavily.

But his legs gave out, and he stumbled backward.

He was still shaken.

He'd nearly ended up reporting to King Enma!

He just wanted to find the main bloodline's heir.

He hadn't signed up for a deathmatch!

Fighting a tournament match only to nearly die?

Totally not worth it.

King Salada looked up at Aishi with a deeply serious expression—

And a hint of fear.

Back in the waiting area—

Beerus finally let out a breath.

He'd honestly thought someone was about to die!

Thinking back to that moment, Beerus's expression grew serious again.

That Destruction energy Aishi released...

He might not even be able to handle it himself!

On the other side,

Champa wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at Aishi.

"That guy is scary!"

He couldn't help but recall that battle back at the Realm of the Gods...

Back then, Aishi had been holding back!

(End of Chapter)

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