"Don't be so angry, Champa. I just wanted to see how the candidate God of Destruction from your universe was. Who could have expected his strength to be so weak? So you can't blame me." Quitela helplessly spread his hands, provoking Champa with his words.
"You damn rat, don't get too pleased with yourself. Since you're deliberately looking for trouble, then don't blame this God?" Champa rubbed his fists, his powerful God of Destruction Power ready to erupt.
Seeing this, Quitela was not afraid at all. Instead, he became interested and said with extreme arrogance, "If it were Beerus, I would still be somewhat wary, but with just you, fat cat, you aren't qualified to stand on equal footing with this God!"
As soon as his words fell, Quitela's aura erupted. God of Destruction Power surged, and a powerful divine pressure descended, stirring the atmosphere of the World of Void and causing the surrounding space to violently tremble.
Champa also did not back down in the slightest, erupting God of Destruction Power and clashing with him.
The arena trembled, air pressure fluctuated, and the entire World of Void was covered by the divine pressure of the two.
A clash between two true Gods of Destruction!
Judging from this momentum, it seemed that a battle between Gods of Destruction was about to erupt.
Lin Chuan and Jiren's attention was both drawn over, while Zeno and even the Grand Priest on the Supreme Throne also shifted their attention because of the collision of these auras.
What kind of spectacle would a battle between Gods of Destruction be??
Just as the conflict between Champa and Quitela was inevitably about to erupt, a Dragon God Might erupting at its absolute limit from afar caught their attention.
Although the Dragon God Might that erupted this time was inferior to theirs, it was likewise not to be underestimated.
"Hm~! That guy hasn't been eliminated yet? Good. Then I'll knock that guy down first before dealing with you, Champa." Quitela shifted his target, locking onto the vast Dragon God Might erupting in the distance.
Champa clicked his tongue, 'Tch', and did not stop him, but neither did he withdraw the aura he had unleashed.
Although he really wanted to tear this yellow rat's foul mouth apart, given the current situation, if their battle really started, it would create opportunities for many other beings.
Piccolo had not been eliminated, but after Quitela's sneak attack, Piccolo definitely would not let things go. As far as Champa was concerned, Piccolo might be able to replace him in teaching Quitela a lesson. Even if he could not eliminate Quitela, he could at least make him suffer.
Seeing Quitela use high-speed movement and disappear from his original position, Champa's eyes burned with fury as he gazed into the distance.
Under his gaze, Quitela arrived at the area where Piccolo's power had erupted in the blink of an eye.
Amid the erupting crimson-gold light, Piccolo appeared once again. His aura and combat power had undergone another qualitative increase compared to before.
The current Piccolo's strength had directly reached the peak of the Eleventh Dimension, only one step away from the Twelfth Dimension.
Although his form was still Dragon God Third Stage, the Dragon God Power flowing within his body had already undergone a qualitative transformation.
Piccolo could feel that he was just a little short, just one final step, and he would be able to break through the shell of his potential possibilities and reach that realm.
"So this is all of your power. Not bad, but compared to a God of Destruction, you're still lacking that little bit." Quitela said fearlessly.
Quitela, arrogant to the extreme, had never worried that anyone could defeat him. Even though Piccolo's strength had greatly increased now, in his eyes, he was merely an ant that was slightly stronger.
"Try it, and you'll know." Piccolo did not want to waste words. Dragon God Power erupted explosively as he swung his fist toward Quitela. "That's for calling you earlier!"
"Good fighting spirit, but unfortunately, your opponent is this God." Quitela gave a cold smile and swung his fist to meet the attack.
'Boom~~~!!!' The battle erupted instantly. The battle between Piccolo and Quitela had begun.
Having experienced Quitela's strength, Piccolo did not dare to be careless. He used everything at his disposal to attack Quitela, with every attack aimed at killing Quitela.
This sharp and ferocious fighting style contained not a single unnecessary movement. Every strike was extremely lethal. But Quitela was, after all, Quitela, a powerful God of Destruction ranked among the strongest of the Twelve Gods of Destruction. Dealing with a mere Eleventh Dimension Piccolo was still very easy.
If it had been many years ago, Piccolo's strength might have been enough to suppress Quitela.
But unfortunately, because of Lin Chuan, all the Gods had become far stronger than in the original story.
"Is this all of your power after erupting? What a disappointment." Quitela mocked Piccolo mercilessly while dealing with his attacks.
But Piccolo acted as if he had not heard him, completely immersed in battle.
As the battle continued to heat up, Piccolo's offensive became increasingly fierce. The deeper layer of Dragon God Power sleeping within his body was gradually awakened. The more he fought, the braver he became, and the more he fought, the stronger he became.
[Has this guy grown even further during the battle?] Quitela naturally also noticed Piccolo's changes.
But with absolute confidence in his own strength, he did not feel any sense of danger. Instead, he became even more curious about just how far this Namekian's limit could reach.
He really wanted to see Piccolo find a glimmer of hope for victory, only to mercilessly plunge him back into the abyss.
This battle attracted considerable attention.
"Piccolo, this battle is your opportunity. Whether you can take the final step depends on yourself." Lin Chuan muttered to himself.
As a companion who had continued moving forward alongside him all this time, he sincerely hoped that Piccolo could use this opportunity to surpass himself, break through his limits, and step into a new realm.
When that time truly came, he would also be happy for Piccolo.
As for Quitela, it would be best if Piccolo could defeat him. But if he could not, Lin Chuan would step in afterward and personally deal with this troublesome yellow rat.
Not far behind Lin Chuan, Jiren watched the battle between the future Dragon God and the God of Destruction.
With his eyesight, he could see that both sides were extremely powerful, and this battle was one of the few ultra-high-level battles seen so far.
"Dragon God Power... it is indeed an extraordinary power. I just wonder how far its ultimate limit can reach?" The arrogant Jiren folded his arms and quietly watched the battle.
The Gods of Destruction scattered across the various battle zones were also paying attention to this special battle.
"The situation isn't looking good. That yellow rat's strength is much stronger than I remember. This guy's power has risen another level. Damn it." Champa folded his arms, his index finger continuously tapping against his arm, his mood extremely unpleasant.
Although he did not believe that he was inferior to Quitela, the strength of this yellow rat truly made him wary.
Who knew what kind of schemes this guy might have later?!
"Arrogant fool. Knowing that the opponent has mastered Dragon God Power, yet still daring to toy with him. When you suffer an unexpected defeat, it will already be too late to regret it." God of Destruction · Liquiir of Universe 8 muttered to himself.
Compared to eliminating Piccolo, he wanted to eliminate this annoying yellow rat, Quitela, even more.