Dragon Ball: Everyone's playing the reincarnation game, huh?

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At this moment, Vegeta's lips curled up, his smile grew even brighter, and his eyes were full of confidence, as if victory was assured.

Hitt, on the other hand, wore a solemn expression, his muscles tense, ready to fight at any moment.

"It seems Vegeta is going to unleash his true power. I'm really looking forward to it." Goku's interest was piqued, his eyes widening. "I'm just wondering how much power Vegeta has increased since he went to another parallel world. He must be incredibly strong."

Chapter 174 If nothing unexpected happens, Lord Zeno should be coming soon, right?

"Vegeta hasn't even shown his true strength yet? He's already this strong now, how terrifying must his true strength be?" Piccolo exclaimed in surprise, his mouth slightly agape.

"Maybe not. Given his personality, he would definitely hold back something." Sun Wukong rested his chin on his hand and nodded silently. "Vegeta must have made great progress in another world and learned a lot."

"Is that so? But that's definitely his style. He likes to hide his strength and deliver a fatal blow to his opponent at the crucial moment." Piccolo smiled slightly, knowing Vegeta's personality quite well.

"I really want to see Uncle Vegeta's true strength, he must be incredibly powerful." Gohan also showed an expectant look, his eyes fixed on Vegeta on the stage.

The audience immediately focused their attention on Vegeta and Hit, holding their breath for fear of missing a moment of excitement, and the entire arena fell silent.

"What are they trying to do? Why did they suddenly stop?" Champa pondered, somewhat uncertain, with a vague sense of unease in his heart.

"Oh dear... perhaps Mr. Vegeta possesses even greater power that he hasn't revealed yet, and now he's planning to show it off," Vados said with a smile, her tone tinged with speculation.

"You... what did you say? That guy was still hiding his strength? He's already strong enough." Champa felt terrible, his face turning pale.

“This is just my guess, it hasn’t been confirmed yet, maybe it isn’t,” Bardos replied, trying to reassure Champa.

Xiangpa: "..."

Champa didn't want to talk anymore; his heart was filled with helplessness.

Isn't your guess a bit too late?

What's the point of saying all this now? Is our universe really going to lose to the seventh universe?

This is so frustrating!

"What is Vegeta trying to do? In just a few days, could he have achieved an even higher level of improvement? That's impossible." Beerus glanced at Vegeta on the stage and said calmly, but his eyes held a hint of curiosity.

"There might be a surprise," Weiss smiled mysteriously, keeping everyone in suspense.

"Did this guy also go to another dimension to cultivate? Otherwise, how could he improve so quickly?" Beerus turned to Whis and asked.

“No, not at all.” Weiss shook his head slightly, denying Beerus’s guess.

Myers wiped his sweat quietly on the side.

Vegeta did not train in another dimension, but Whis sent him to a parallel world where his experience was far more profound than training in another dimension.

“In such a short time, he shouldn’t have made any significant improvements. Even if he did, it wouldn’t be by much,” Beerus said confidently, believing that even if Vegeta improved in such a short time, it wouldn’t be a qualitative leap.

"Go, Dad! Show your true skills and beat him!" Trunks waved his fist and shouted loudly for his father, his voice full of power.

"Go, Uncle! You have to win!" Sun Wutian shouted along, his little face full of excitement.

"Vegeta could get even stronger? He's already incredibly powerful! I can't even imagine how strong he really is." Raditz exclaimed in astonishment, his mouth agape as if he could fit an egg in it.

"Judging from his expression, he's probably still hiding his strength." Bardock's voice was low, his gaze fixed on Vegeta on the ring, and he said this in a low voice with a hint of certainty.

"As expected of Prince Vegeta," Gine exclaimed, her eyes filled with admiration. "The Saiyan warrior hailed as the most talented... could he possibly achieve even greater heights? It's truly something to look forward to."

“But over the years, I’ve heard Gohan say that Uncle Vegeta has never been a match for Uncle Goku, he’s always just a little bit short,” Videl whispered to Gine, her tone tinged with gossip.

"Really? That's wonderful! As expected of my son, he's amazing." Gine was overjoyed, a proud smile spreading across her face.

"What are you so happy about? It's not like you gave birth to her." Bidel pouted and joked with a hint of slyness in her eyes.

Ji Nei: "..."

Gine's pretty face darkened, speechless at Bidel's words.

What you said seems to make sense.

Kakarot was definitely not my son, or more precisely, not the current me.

“Hey Gine, why don’t you and Bardock have another baby? You two have such a good relationship now, it would be great to have another little one,” Videl said, nudging Gine’s ribs with her elbow and winking.

Gine's face immediately flushed red, like a ripe apple, and her eyes darted away.

"You've lived through two lifetimes, why are you still so shy?" Videl said with a smile, looking at Gine's bashful appearance.

"And you? When are you and Gohan getting married? Stop talking about me," Gine retorted, trying to change the subject.

“Well… it should be soon,” Videl replied, her face flushed, her voice barely audible.

"Soon? Have you set a time?" Gine asked, slightly surprised and delighted.

“We plan to get married after this competition,” Bidili replied, her face beaming with happiness.

"So hasty?" Gine was taken aback, not expecting them to make a decision so quickly.

"Yes... because... I'm pregnant." Vidili lowered her voice and whispered in Gine's ear, her face full of shyness and joy.

Gine opened her mouth, her face filled with shock, her eyes wide as if she couldn't believe her ears.

Immediately afterward, Gine hugged Bidili tightly, kissed her on the cheek, and exclaimed excitedly, "What a wonderful granddaughter-in-law! She's wonderful to have given our family a new lineage!"

“You’d better hurry up and have a child with Grandpa Bardock soon, so our baby can keep each other company,” Bidili said in a low voice, her cheeks flushed.

"We'll see," Gine said, quietly wiping her sweat, changing the subject and asking, "How far along are you in the pregnancy? Are you experiencing severe morning sickness?"

"It's been three weeks, and thankfully, there haven't been any major reactions yet," Bidel said softly, her hand unconsciously touching her lower abdomen.

"Snapped!"

Just then, Vegeta on the stage suddenly burst into a purple-red flame. The flame, like a leaping fire, emitted powerful destructive energy and spread outwards from him, distorting the surrounding air.

At this moment, Vegeta finally activated his Ultra Instinct form.

Vegeta's eyebrows were deeply embedded in his eye sockets, and his gaze became sharp and deep, with an indescribable sense of evil.

Vegeta's transformation is somewhat similar to Goku's Super Saiyan 3, full of power.

However, his hair wasn't that long; it just stood up slightly, and its color had turned purplish-red, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Everyone present was stunned by Vegeta's new transformation, their mouths agape.

There was silence.

Especially Champa, whose jaw seemed to have dislocated and was about to hit the ground, and whose eyes were wide open.

"This...this...this guy is using the form of a God of Destruction! How can he do this?" Champa was stunned, his words stammering, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Oh my... This is truly remarkable! I never expected Mr. Vegeta to have mastered the divine control technique of a God of Destruction! It's so surprising." Vados exclaimed for a while, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"Has Beerus really trained the humans of his universe to this level? It's truly enviable." Champa's lips twitched, his tone tinged with sourness.

As he spoke, Champa turned his head to look at Beerus in the distance, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

However, Billus was even more confused than Champa. He scratched his head, his mind full of doubts.

I never taught Vegeta the God of Destruction's divine control techniques.

How did this kid figure it out?

Could it be that he is gifted?

"Weiss, did you teach him?" Beerus asked Weiss beside him, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

"Oh dear, it wasn't me. I didn't teach him that." Weiss shook his head, immediately denying it, but a mysterious glint flashed in his eyes.

"Not you? Who else could it be? Besides the two of us, who else could teach him this?" Beerus said irritably, his face darkening.

"Perhaps Mr. Vegeta figured it out himself; he's incredibly talented." Whis smiled mysteriously, without saying anything more.

"Don't joke around, that's impossible. How could a God of Destruction's divine control techniques be so easy to master?" Beerus snorted, not pressing for details, but secretly pleased.

Vegeta's ability to comprehend the form of a God of Destruction is also a good thing for Beerus.

At least in this match, the odds of winning should be very high.

Moreover, if he is properly trained, he should be able to defeat Goku and Broly, and then I will be able to finally show my strength.

Sun Wukong and the others present stared wide-eyed at Vegeta's new transformation, feeling a sense of novelty and awe.

"Old Sun, look at Vegeta's transformation, it's absolutely incredible!" Piccolo exclaimed, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Goku paused for a moment, looked back at Piccolo, and then turned back to look at Vegeta on the stage.

"There aren't many colors left for you Saiyans," Piccolo said with a slight smile, his tone tinged with amusement.

Sun Wukong: "..."

“Now that Uncle Piccolo says so, it seems to be true.” Gohan scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and nodded in agreement. “Now we have almost all the colors we need, right? Red, blue, green, gold, white… Uncle Vegeta’s is purplish-red, so it counts as purple, right? We’re really running out of colors.”

Sun Wukong was speechless and could only give an awkward laugh.

"Is this the God-Control Technique that Vegeta mastered in another world? It's amazing." Merus asked Whis quietly, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Yes, I didn't expect him to have grasped it to this extent. It's truly a pleasant surprise." Weiss nodded, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

"Another world? What do you mean by another world? Has Vegeta been to other worlds?" Beerus pricked up his ears, keenly catching the key information, and quickly asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Oh dear, Lord Beerus, don't worry about the details. Anyway, it's a good thing that Mr. Vegeta has become stronger," Whis grinned, deliberately changing the subject.

Beerus rolled his eyes at Whis, knowing he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't press him further. As long as Vegeta became stronger, it would be good for his universe.

"Daddy's so cool! He turned into Super Saiyan Purple! That's amazing!" Trunks was the first to jump up excitedly, waving his little fists and shouting with joy for his father.

"Uncle is so amazing! That transformation is so cool!" Sun Wukong was just as excited as Trunks, his little face full of admiration.

"What kind of transformation is this? I've never heard of it before. Saiyans have so many transformations." Raditz was completely bewildered, feeling like his worldview had been turned upside down.

“I’ve never seen anything like it before. I’ve never seen a transformation like this before. It’s radiating a very peculiar energy,” Bardock murmured, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Gine and Videl remained silent, stunned by Vegeta's new transformation, and were speechless for a moment.

"Hey, Beerus, are you planning to retire? You've nurtured such a powerful character, are you planning to have him take your place?" Champa couldn't help but ask Beerus across from him, his tone tinged with a hint of sourness.

"Hmph, how could that be? I haven't had enough of being a God of Destruction yet," Beerus replied casually, a hint of smugness in his voice.

"Then tell me, why did this guy master the form of a God of Destruction? You must know the reason, so tell me quickly." Champa pointed at Vegeta on the stage and asked Beerus, his eyes filled with resentment.

“Would you believe me if I said he figured it out himself?” Beerus smiled smugly, deliberately teasing Champa.

“I don’t believe it! That’s absolutely impossible!” Champa shouted, refuting without even thinking.

“I don’t believe it either.” Beerus grinned, a smug look on his face.