Bardock was sweating profusely on his forehead.
Are you serious about a battle power of 999.9 billion?
Whose battle power could possibly be that high?
"If one could truly raise their battle power to 999.9 billion, that limit would be more than sufficient." Bardock let out a fierce shout and swiftly charged towards Merus.
The next moment, Bardock launched a fierce assault against Merus.
The spectators on-site were also boiling with excitement one by one.
Many among the audience had heard Merus's words.
In fact, quite a few audience members immediately scoffed at Merus's statement.
Are you saying all this just for laughs?
The limit for raising battle power is 999.9 billion?
But what you said makes so much sense, we don't even know how to refute it.
If one could really raise their battle power to 999.9 billion, it would be worth it.
If battle power could truly reach such heights, one could absolutely dominate across the universe.
Forget 999.9 billion, even a battle power of 100 million would allow one to roam across the universe.
Frieza is the best example.
Vegeta silently looked over, also feeling somewhat speechless.
Battle power 999.9 billion.
This companion of Jaco really dares to say it.
I, the proud Saiyan, have never even thought of raising my battle power to such a level.
I feel that achieving a battle power of 100 million is already quite remarkable.
Raditz curled his lips, expressing deep disdain.
Don't think that just because you are Soya's brother-in-law, I won't look down on you.
My dad will definitely defeat you!
"Soya, your brother-in-law is really quite interesting." Kale "pfft" laughed out loud.
"Hmmm" Soya nodded.
Only Soya on-site knew that what Merus said seemed to make sense.
After all, gods have their own way of fighting.
In the later stages, battle power is just a concept.
But that's not right either!
My system is tied to battle power.
I wonder how battle power is calculated in the later stages.
Can't worry about that for now.
Take it slowly!
"Bang bang bang!"
Bardock unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks at Merus.
Merus still effortlessly dodged using Ultra Instinct.
Bardock struggled for a long time but still couldn't hit Merus.
One minute later.
Bardock leaped back, cold sweat pouring down his face.
This Galactic Patrolman's evasive footwork... it's simply too bizarre.
He always manages to dodge all my attacks.
This scene left the on-site spectators utterly stunned one by one.
Especially those who knew Bardock's battle power, were even more shocked beyond words.
Bardock had already raised his battle power to over 100,000, yet after fighting for so long, he hasn't even touched this Galactic Patrolman's clothes?
This Ultra Instinct is really something!
Jaco widened his two compound eyes, growing increasingly shocked.
Merus, fellow member, how are you this strong?
We are both elites of the Galactic Patrol, why are you so much stronger than me?
I far surpassed you in the cultural classes!
"Huff huff huff!"
Bardock was quite exhausted, panting heavily, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
"Mr. Bardock, I must win this match!" Merus said with a smile.
"Hmph, do you think you can win this match just by dodging? " Bardock snorted, gritting his teeth and saying, "Do you dare to face me head-on?"
Merus remained silent.
"Take this punch!" Bardock said, gathering all his energy into his right fist, and charged towards Merus's location once again.
Looking at the charging Bardock, Merus hesitated for a moment, then slightly sidestepped to avoid Bardock's attack.
"Slap!"
Merus grabbed Bardock's arm and suddenly executed a move, throwing him directly out of the ring.
"Splat!"
Bardock's body crashed onto the ground.
On-site, silence fell.
No one had expected Bardock to lose the match just like that.
And he lost quite decisively.
The next second, the audience erupted into warm applause, loudly cheering for Merus's performance.
"Hmph, that Bardock fellow must have been careless!" King Vegeta III gritted his teeth, feeling a bit sour inside.
As a Saiyan, how could you lose to a Galactic Patrolman?
Isn't this too humiliating?
And you were supposed to be the one with highest battle power among the Saiyans.
If I had that level of battle power, I would absolutely beat that Merus to a pulp.
"Tch, winning through tricky footwork, what kind of skill is that?" Vegeta shot a disdainful glance at the distant Merus, expressing deep contempt.
"Out... out of bounds!" Alisha suddenly reacted, quickly grabbing the microphone and announcing loudly, "Galactic Patrolman Mr. Merus wins the 4th match!"
"Hmph, the next round will be between me and this guy called Merus." Vegeta curled the corner of his mouth, revealing a confident smile.
King Vegeta III: "..."
Where does your confidence come from?
Can you defeat Merus?
Even Bardock was eliminated by Merus.
"Although my battle power is not as high as Bardock's, I have already thought of a way to deal with Merus." Vegeta said with a light laugh.
King Vegeta III said nothing more.
"Then, let us take a short break, and then proceed to the second round, which is the semifinals!" Alisha announced again.
The audience erupted in cheers, feeling that this tournament was really exciting enough.
"Audience members, you may go use the restroom first. The second round will officially begin in half an hour!" Alisha said with a smile.
Then, Soya saw that Frieza was refreshing his Negative Emotional Value again for him.
Probably quite a few people went to visit Frieza.
Besides Frieza, Berryblue, Zarbon, and the Harth trio were also continuously refreshing Negative Emotional Value for Soya.
Soya was almost overjoyed.
Such excellent Negative Emotional Value is simply too good.
Later, I must definitely turn that Cooler guy into a toilet.
That way, I can gain even more Negative Emotional Value.
This time, once I save up 1 billion Negative Emotional Value, I'll do a 1 million draw.
How amazing will that be!
Half an hour passed quickly.
The second round officially began.
"Next, let us commence the first match of the semifinals, between contestant Raditz and contestant Broly!" Alisha announced.
"Broly, don't go too hard on him." Raditz patted Broly on the shoulder.
Broly gave Raditz a sidelong glance.
"Don't you want to try the new drink anymore?" Raditz added.
Broly: "..."
"I want to." Broly replied.
"Good!" Raditz grinned sneakily, stealing a glance at the repackaged Sprite bottle in his hand.
The two of them stepped forward towards the ring.
"Then, the first match of the semifinals, begins now!" Alisha announced clearly.
"Raditz is in for some trouble." Alisha pursed her lips and smiled.
"But this kid is clever, maybe he'll set a trap for Broly." Soya guessed.