69novels Chapter 378
Chapter 378
Arena.
Plateau module.
Son Gohan and Piccolo's faces were as solemn as if covered by dark clouds. At this time and place, they had worked together to drive a group of unknown players from other universes out of the arena.
For them, who were currently extremely powerful, such operations were as easy as pie. Among these eliminated players, there was a trio led by the impressive fat woman Ribrian from the second universe.
"Second universe, Ribrian is eliminated!" The referee's cold and ruthless announcement sounded, as if a thunder exploded in the air.
Immediately afterwards, there were two more equally cold judgments: "Second universe, Sanka is eliminated!" "Second universe, Rose is eliminated!"
The news of the elimination of the second universe was like dense drumbeats, one after another, reaching the ears of Son Gohan and Piccolo.
After hearing these voices, Piccolo and Son Gohan looked at each other, their mouths slightly raised, revealing a knowing smile.
Obviously, this battle was too easy and comfortable for them at the moment.
However, just as the two were immersed in the joy of victory, suddenly, there were several more rapid and loud broadcasts in the air...
"Universe 10, Jiren was eliminated."
"Universe 10, Toppo was eliminated."
"Universe 10, Son Goku, Vegeta was eliminated."
"Universe 10, Broly was eliminated."
Just then, waves of broadcasts were like sharp swords, fiercely cutting through the minds of the two. This sudden voice was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly setting off a stormy brainstorm in their hearts.
Piccolo turned his head to look at Son Gohan with a serious face, and asked anxiously: "Gohan, did you hear it?"
Son Gohan's body trembled suddenly, and he responded with wide eyes: "I heard it! Uncle Piccolo!"
At this time, both of them were filled with countless question marks in their minds. "What is going on? The tenth universe? And dad, Uncle Vegeta, and even Broly are involved?" Son Gohan muttered to himself.
In an instant, Son Gohan's brain began to work at an astonishing speed. Various thoughts shuttled through his mind like lightning, trying to piece together the truth of the matter.
Not long after, a long-forgotten memory suddenly appeared in front of him-it was the memory of Zamasu, the King of the Tenth Universe.
The fierce battle with Zamasu was still vivid, and at this moment, this name broke into his mind again.
With his sharp intuition and deep understanding of past experiences, Son Gohan almost effortlessly guessed a possible answer.
He took a deep breath, looked at Piccolo, and said firmly: "Could it be that, Uncle Piccolo, all this is a conspiracy by Zamasu?"
As the think tank of the seventh universe, Piccolo's sharpness of thinking is naturally extraordinary.
He and Son Gohan are in tune with each other and naturally think of the same thing.
"Well, it should be what we speculated." Piccolo nodded slightly and said solemnly. .
"In fact, from the beginning, when I came into contact with the group of people in the tenth universe, I vaguely sensed the breath of God in them.
This breath, although weak and hidden, can still be detected a little."
Picco's eyes are deep and distant, as if he penetrated the barriers of time and space and went back to the moment when he first met the people of the tenth universe.
He looked serious, but his tone of voice was exceptionally calm. This calmness was not a stagnant pool of water without any waves.
It was the calmness and composure that had settled down after countless storms.
It was like a veteran who had been through many battles and could still calmly analyze the situation and formulate strategies in the face of the coming storm.
"It seems that the Tenth Universe has used their evil and despicable plan on the important players in this competition.
They tried to achieve their ulterior motives through the insidious means of exchanging bodies. This behavior is really despicable."
There was a hint of anger and disdain in Piccolo's words, and a sharp light flashed in his originally calm eyes, strongly condemning the despicable behavior of the Tenth Universe.
"I have to say, Zamasu, this name has now become synonymous with evil and madness, he is really a complete bastard.
Picco's fists clenched unconsciously, and the veins on his arms bulged slightly.
Just as the father and son were concentrating on discussing countermeasures, trying to get out of this complicated situation,When he found a way out of the complex situation,
In the rolling, majestic mountains in the distance, on the top of a mountain that towered into the clouds,
a burly figure was sitting there quietly.
He was like a statue, blending into the vast and magnificent natural environment around him.
Suddenly, this big guy suddenly opened his big eyes that were as bright, deep and bright as gemstones.
In an instant, a strong and suffocating breath spread from his body like a surging tide and spread to the surroundings.
This breath was like a materialized storm, and wherever it went, sand and rocks flew, and the sky and the earth changed color.
The surrounding air seemed to be compressed by this powerful force and became extremely heavy.
This person was the real Jiren, Jiren from the eleventh universe.
Jiren raised his head slightly, looking at the blue sky, with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes.
He really couldn't understand why his name would appear in the elimination announcement.
With a lot of questions in his mind, Jiren slowly stood up.
When he stood up completely, he jumped without hesitation and flew down from the towering mountain.
With a muffled sound of "Da--", Jiren's burly body landed on the ground as lightly as a feather, without raising any dust.
However, as he landed, a concerned voice came from behind him.
"Jiren, are you finally going to do it?"
The person who spoke was a tall one-eyed dragon, and his aura was not at the same level as Jiren.
At this time, the one-eyed dragon was looking at Jiren expectantly, as if he was full of curiosity and excitement about what was about to happen next.
This was the man known as the general of the eleventh universe-Casellar.
Jiren nodded and said calmly: "General, why did my name appear in the announcement?"
"Also, didn't Toppo participate in the competition?"
Casellar stared with his eyes wide open, hesitated for a while, and seemed a little surprised by Jiren's reaction.
But he had no way to respond to Jiren's question, so he shook his head.
"I don't know, Jiren."
"But the announcement just now said that you and Toppo from the Tenth Universe were eliminated."
"This really confuses me. There are people with the same name as you in the Tenth Universe?"
"But from my observation, the people in the Seventh Universe should know something."
Casellar touched his eye that was blocked by the lens.
Then he pointed to Son Gohan and Piccolo in the distance.
He heard the conversation between the two just now.
Jiren followed the gaze of Casella.
And it was this look that made Son Gohan immediately become sharp.
He noticed the spying of the strong.
"Uncle Piccolo, do you feel it?" Son Gohan said in a serious tone.
Piccolo nodded slightly, alerted himself, and had already discovered the existence of Kaselal.
However, he found that this one-eyed dragon was not very strong.
The real strong man was the burly guy next to him who exuded a calm aura.
Swish, swish, swish——!
Accompanied by bursts of sharp and piercing wind, the air was torn apart by this sharp airflow.
A figure rushed past like lightning, leaving a series of blurred afterimages, flickering faintly in the whistling wind.
In the blink of an eye, this figure arrived in front of the father and son at an astonishing speed.
This man was tall and straight, and he stood there quietly, like an unshakable mountain.
"Do you know what's going on?" Jiren spoke slowly, his voice was low and steady, containing an unquestionable majesty.
At this moment, Piccolo and Son Gohan finally came back to their senses, and their eyes were all focused on the man in front of them.
They looked closely and saw the tights, the special symbol of the Pride Team.
The two quickly recalled the man in the eleventh universe who had sparked with Son Goku with just a glance before the game started.
The strong man of the eleventh universe - Jiren.
Son Gohan and Piccolo didn't say anything.
Who knew that this seemingly cold Jiren would continue to ask questions at this moment.
"Oh, I don't have any bad intentions, I just want to know what happened, it doesn't matter if I don't say it."
"Well, anyway, they have been eliminated. In other words, it has nothing to do with me and it's not important anymore."
"It seems that there are only four of us left here."
"There is bound to be a battle,"
Jiren said a lot of words in a row, which made Kaselal on the side feel incredible.
He couldn'tLooking at Jiren in disbelief, he whispered:
"This... is this Jiren now?"
Casellar recalled that Jiren was always silent and always kept to himself. It was harder to get him to speak than to ascend to heaven.
At first, he felt incredible when Jiren talked to him.
Now he actually said so much.
Son Gohan looked at Jiren.
"Well, you are right."
"We will fight after all."
"So I don't need to tell you what happened."
At this time, Son Gohan was unusually strong.
After all, Jiren's attitude when asking questions just now was not very good, so he didn't need to be warm and cold.
There was a meaning of "Why should I tell you" hidden in his words.
The two looked at each other.
Sparks flew in their eyes.