Boom!
Void was sent flying as he crashed into the ring, shattering hundreds of meters of it.
Standing up, he shook his head. Although they had just reached Early Rank 3, their raw power remained, but the problem was their lack of control. They had only recently broken through, meaning they could barely utilize ten percent of their strength.
"Aargh, what a pain." Void muttered, his gaze sweeping over his opponents.
Frieza, Jiren, Kefla, Top, and Gohan weren't much of a concern. But Vegeta, Goku, and Hit were a different story.
Hit could see the future, and his grasp over time was terrifying. Vegeta, on the other hand, only grew stronger the more he was beaten—though there was a limit before his body broke down. A dangerous bug of an ability. And Goku? That monster's body could move on its own.
"Fuck, a pickle," Void lamented. Yet, his body trembled in excitement—excited for the battle, for the war, for the life-or-death struggle ahead.
Pow!
