"Hahaha!!! Hahaha!!!"

"Die! Die! All of you go to hell!"

"Hahahahaha!!!!!!"

On a shattered highland, Sharuru was laughing maniacally while bombarding everything around her.

It had been a long time since she last fought a strong opponent. This time, she could finally unleash her dark and violent nature.

Everywhere around her were adorable toys that wouldn't break easily no matter how much she ravaged them.

Hahaha, this Tournament of Power in the entire universe is simply amazing!

"Damn it, what's with that crazy woman?!"

"Everyone, let's go! Take her down first!"

Several nearby contestants were enraged and charged at Sharuru together.

Instead of getting angry, Sharuru became even more excited and wore an increasingly ferocious and violent smile...

...

"La la la… La la la…"

Amid the chaotic battlefield, Buu was humming a tune while bouncing and skipping around.

"Hyaa!!!"

Suddenly, the sound of air splitting rang out. A contestant from Universe 4 shot forward and kicked Buu, twisting his entire body into a contorted bend.

"Crap, I used too much force!"

The Universe 4 contestant's face turned pale, and regret filled his heart.

The rules prohibited killing. That guy had been kicked into such a shape—he might not survive!

The Universe 4 contestant panicked, thinking he was about to be penalized and disqualified from the tournament. But Buu suddenly straightened her body and returned to normal.

"Do you want to play with me?"

Buu asked happily, while the Universe 4 contestant had the expression of someone who had just seen a ghost.

Her body had been twisted like that and she was completely fine—what kind of monster was this?!

"Why aren't you talking? If you don't talk, I'll just start first!"

Raising both hands, Buu unleashed tens of thousands of energy blasts, and the Universe 4 contestant immediately showed an expression of utter terror:

"Aaaaaaaahhh…"

...

"Rah rah rah rah rah!!!!!!!"

Above the ruined stage, Universe 7's No. 18 was fiercely battling Cocotte from Universe 11.

There was no need to elaborate on No. 18 from Universe 7, and Cocotte was a member of the Pride Troopers, as well as the only female contestant from Universe 11.

She had a beautiful face and a great figure. Although she was a woman, her strength was beyond question.

Also a woman, Cocotte had engaged in a showdown with Universe 7's No. 18 from the beginning of the match. The two had been fiercely clashing for thousands of exchanges, yet neither could defeat the other—it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand.

Zzzzt zzzzt zzzzt!!!

Suddenly, a few energy blasts flew in. No. 18 and Cocotte quickly dodged and retreated from the battle.

"Oh my, it's you two."

"What's this? Do you want to join in too?"

Looking at the ambushers standing not far away—two other versions of herself from Universe 13—Universe 7's No. 18 said with a cheerful smile.

"That's right, let us join in too. You all seem to be having such fun."

No. 18 also replied.

"Are you all sisters or something? Why do you look exactly the same?!"

Glancing at No. 18 and Dark 18, then back at the No. 18 she had been fighting, Cocotte's expression was filled with disbelief.

These three looked way too much alike—she honestly couldn't tell the difference if they stood together.

"Well, it's a bit complicated. They're me from Universe 13 and from the future timeline."

"We've been fighting for so long, and since we can't determine a winner, how about we go and play with them together?"

Universe 7's No. 18 gave a brief explanation and then suggested.

"Interesting. I'm going first!"

Feeling it was a good idea, Cocotte burst with energy and shot toward No. 18 and Dark 18 like a bolt of lightning.

"Yare yare, such an impatient one."

Shrugging, Universe 7's No. 18 followed after…

...

Boom boom!! Boom boom boom!!!

Several minutes had passed since the Tournament of Power began, and the stage continued to erupt with fierce battles. Weaker contestants had begun to drop out one after another.

"Universe 3's Ligurissy is out!"

"Universe 4's Nink is out!"

The Grand Priest announced the names of eliminated contestants from the floating platform, while the two child-like Zeno happily tapped on the tablet the Grand Priest had given them.

Only the Supreme Kais and Gods of Destruction in the spectator stands weren't in a pleasant mood—especially those whose universe had just lost contestants.

Only one of all participating universes would ultimately survive, and every lost contestant reduced their chances of survival. If all their contestants were eliminated, even their entire universe—and they themselves—would be erased!

As the only universe among the thirteen without a Supreme Kai or God of Destruction, no one was there to worry about or cheer for Yuujin and his team. They had to rely entirely on themselves.

Too many chaotic energy signatures filled the arena, making it difficult even for Yuujin to constantly track Gokumi and the others' situations. However, given Gokumi and the others' strength, they definitely wouldn't be eliminated easily. At least for now, the Grand Priest hadn't announced any of their teammates' eliminations.

After circling the battlefield once with Broly, Yuujin had roughly grasped the state of contestants across the universes. Now, he planned to move on to the next step of his plan—capture a few prisoners.

That's right, Yuujin planned to capture one prisoner from each universe!

If a universe lost all its contestants, it would be erased. Frankly speaking, even if it was Zeno's will, Yuujin found this tyrannical behavior among the 157 rules a little irritating.

So he made up his mind—he had to do something.

Even if he couldn't openly defy Zeno's will, he could at least provoke it within the boundaries of the rules, right?

By capturing one contestant from each universe and protecting them from being eliminated, no universe would be entirely wiped out. He really wanted to see how those arrogant gods would react.

Of course, there was another reason—how boring it would be if a spectacular show hadn't even finished and the audience kept leaving!

With his plan set, Yuujin began searching.

When selecting prisoners from each universe, Yuujin did have standards: First, the target's strength couldn't be too high. He'd try to capture the weaker ones.

The strong ones would be too troublesome to capture and dangerous to keep around later. After all, Yuujin wanted them only as protected spectators, not to risk a sneak attack or someone stealing the win.

As for the second criterion—naturally, he preferred to capture the pretty and cute ones!

Among the contestants in this Tournament of Power, many were female fighters, and quite a few of them were attractive and adorable. Compared to the strange-looking or bulky male contestants, Yuujin clearly favored the girls more!

As he continued his search, Yuujin's eyes soon lit up—he had found his first target…

To be continued…