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Time kept moving, minute by minute.
The angels from both universes were busy repairing the battle arena, making it stronger than before, and reinforcing the barriers around it.
This was it — the final battle that would decide the fate of both universes.
Universe 7's Vegeta vs Universe 6's Hit.
Inside the arena, Vegeta and Hit stood across from each other, their eyes locked in a silent clash.
"You got lucky beating Gohan because of the rules," Vegeta said with a smirk. "But now… you're facing me, Vegeta!"
His confident tone echoed through the arena — pure arrogance mixed with pride.
The next second, golden light burst from Vegeta's body. His blood boiled with Saiyan power as his form changed — his upper armor ripped apart, and red fur covered his muscular body. His aura screamed pure wild strength.
This was Super Saiyan 4.
The pressure from his power alone made the entire arena shake. It felt like standing in front of an unstoppable force.
But this wasn't Vegeta's true power — not even close. For the past ten months, he had trained without rest. What he was showing now was only a fraction of his real strength.
Hit narrowed his eyes. "Your power is impressive. But no matter how strong you are, if you can't land a hit, what's the point?"
He disappeared into his Time-Skip space, choosing not to fight head-on.
Vegeta smirked. "You're right. Power means nothing if it can't hit the target." He raised his hand and pointed toward Hit's location, then taunted, "Come on. Use your little time tricks on me."
Annoyed by Vegeta's words, Hit's calm expression turned cold. Without hesitation, he used Time-Skip and appeared in front of Vegeta.
In a blink, he struck Vegeta's vital point — a clean hit!
Boom!
The hit landed perfectly, but the feeling under Hit's fist was wrong. It didn't feel like hitting flesh — it felt like hitting a mountain.
Unmoving. Unshakable.
Vegeta didn't even flinch. "That weak punch? You really thought that would hurt me?" he said with a grin.
Hit's eyes widened. He tried to retreat into Time-Skip again — but Vegeta suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Now tell me," Vegeta said darkly, "still think I can't hit you?"
He pulled Hit closer. "Let me show you what a real punch feels like!"
Vegeta's fist glowed with immense power — and then—
BOOM!
The punch slammed into Hit's gut, breaking through his defense completely.
"Gah!" Hit coughed up blood, his body twisting from the impact.
Vegeta didn't stop — his next punch smashed Hit's jaw, sending him flying high into the sky. He crashed into the invisible barrier with a loud crack.
Gritting his teeth, Hit stared down at Vegeta. His red eyes shook — fear mixed with anger.
"What's wrong?" Vegeta shouted up at him. "Didn't you say my attacks don't matter if I can't hit you? You don't look so confident now!"
Vegeta's smirk widened. His body glowed with raw, violent energy — a Saiyan prince at full pride.
Hit, the cold assassin, realized he was facing something different. His tricks, his speed — none of it mattered against Vegeta's power.
"What's wrong? Don't want to attack? Fine, then I will!" Vegeta said and launched himself like a bullet.
Hit quickly used Time-Skip again, moving half a second ahead to counter. He appeared behind Vegeta and punched his abdomen.
But the result was the same.
The punch did nothing.
Vegeta took it head-on, laughing. "That all you got?"
Before Hit could react—
SMASH!
Vegeta's punch landed square on Hit's face, sending him flying again. Purple blood splattered across the air.
Vegeta didn't give him a moment to breathe — his rapid punches were like a storm, each hit powerful enough to shatter mountains. Hit's body bent under the relentless assault.
"You're finished!" Vegeta roared, clasping both hands together and slamming them down.
Hit's body crashed into the ring like a meteor, shaking the entire arena. Smoke and dust filled the air.
Vegeta floated above, raising one hand. Blue-white lightning crackled around his palm.
"Big Bang Attack!"
He fired a massive beam downward — the explosion was deafening, covering the whole arena in light and heat.
BOOOOM!
When the smoke cleared, Hit was gone.
Vegeta lowered himself to the ground, scanning with his senses. His eyes turned cold.
"So… you ran back into that little time space of yours again?" he said.
He scoffed. "That's right. Hiding like a rat — that's your way of fighting."
Vegeta's voice echoed through the silent arena — confident, proud, unshaken.
At this point,
Vegeta didn't even care about Hit anymore. To him, this fight was already over — like trapping a turtle in a jar.
Hit was the prey, and Vegeta was the hunter.
A sharp whoosh cut through the air.
An invisible energy blast suddenly shot toward Vegeta from behind, carrying deadly force.
"Huh?" Vegeta's instincts screamed danger. Without even turning, he threw a golden energy blast behind him.
BOOM! The two blasts collided, filling the sky with light and fire. Smoke spread across the arena, covering everything around Vegeta.
Before he could react, dozens of invisible blasts came flying from every direction.
But Vegeta didn't move — he just let his power explode. His Saiyan blood boiled, and his aura burst out, destroying all the invisible blasts instantly.
"I found you," Vegeta said coldly. His eyes glowed for a second — his battle instincts locked on to Hit's position. He raised his hand and caught Hit's punch easily.
"You…!" Hit froze, shocked. What is this monster?
In all his years — thousands of them — he had never met someone like this. This Saiyan had impossible defense, perfect instincts, and could see through every move before it even happened.
Then came the sound of a fist hitting flesh — BOOM!
Vegeta's heavy punch slammed into Hit's stomach. The impact was worse than Gohan's punch earlier. Hit coughed blood and flew back, rolling until he stopped near the edge of the arena.
Vegeta walked forward slowly, a smirk on his face. "You should be thankful this is a no-kill match. Otherwise, that punch would've ended you right there."
His words cut deep, wounding not just Hit's body but his pride.
Hit — the most feared assassin in Universe 6 — had his pride crushed in front of everyone. His calm face darkened, and his eyes filled with cold fury. "You'll pay for your arrogance."
But to Vegeta, that anger looked like the helpless rage of a weakling.
Vegeta burst out laughing, loud and wild. "Pay the price? Maybe. But only the weak have to pay for arrogance. The strong—" his grin grew wider— "don't need to."
He pointed at Hit. "You still don't understand my power, do you? Fine. Let me show you something special. You'll be the first to witness the true power of the Saiyan Prince. Try not to faint."
Scarlet light flashed in Vegeta's blue eyes. His aura started to roar like a storm.
"HAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!"
The whole arena shook as his energy exploded. Golden light shot into the sky like a pillar, covering everything. His Saiyan blood boiled beyond control, and his aura began to twist — changing color, changing feeling.