Chapter 238: Participants for the Seventh Universe Confirmed!
"I…"
Someone couldn't help but want to speak, but immediately covered their mouth tightly, fearing that a single wrong word might cause trouble.
After all, there was already a lesson to be learned from past events.
Yet now...
Everyone was utterly stunned. The terrifying aura before them was absolutely real and not the least bit fake.
With the sound of explosions, it was clear to everyone that the battle on the arena was unimaginably powerful.
Even beings like Frieza and others couldn't help but swallow hard at this moment. The burst of energy made them genuinely feel the threat of death.
Frieza, who had been composed just moments ago, could only hastily cry out to stop the situation.
"Stop!"
"Alright, alright!"
"I truly can't handle you Saiyan monkeys. Why are you so obsessed with fighting?"
"Fine, since you're so insistent on inviting this King to participate, I will reluctantly accept your invitation."
Watching Mu Chuan's hair gradually turn purple, with a destructive energy spreading throughout, Frieza couldn't help but speak.
He was genuinely afraid!
If things continued, he might end up getting beaten again. Although he was extremely unwilling to admit it, the truth was that he currently had no way to compete with Mu Chuan.
Primarily, his strength hadn't improved much. Even if he fought, he would be thoroughly crushed in the end.
Why cause trouble for himself?
It was better to simply agree…
Frieza's sudden shift directly stunned everyone present. Originally, they thought it would be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.
But who would have imagined...
The cosmic emperor Frieza had backed down!
Although many wanted to find excuses for Frieza, his behavior from start to finish clearly demonstrated his retreat!
This left everyone bewildered...
This is the cosmic emperor?
Of course, it couldn't be denied that the power Mu Chuan displayed was indeed terrifying. With just a single burst of energy, everyone felt an overwhelming sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.
It was all too real…
"Even the cosmic emperor fears him. Just how strong is his power?"
"Terrifying..."
"If someone like this participates in the Tournament of Power, there's a real chance we might win, isn't there?"
Suddenly, someone spoke up first, their voice filled with strong expectations and hope.
They had only just learned that failure in the Tournament of Power would mean the destruction of the entire universe. Now, they could only hope for as many powerful participants as possible, especially those joining the tournament.
As for anyone who was unqualified...
Who would dare to mess around? Anyone attempting to bluff their way through might end up being torn apart by the rest of the group.
This was a matter of survival.
Who would dare to take it lightly?
With Frieza admitting defeat, Mu Chuan slowly returned to his normal state. Truthfully, he had no intention of fighting Frieza, as it would be both time-consuming and unnecessary!
In his base form, his combat strength was already terrifying.
The reason he kept demonstrating his increasing power was merely to pressure Frieza into joining the Tournament of Power.
With Frieza on board, things would undoubtedly become more interesting.
As Mu Chuan stepped down from the arena, Whis, sensing that the time was right, once again ascended the stage. However, this time, his presence carried a different significance.
"Due to special circumstances, we will now revise the rules."
"I hereby announce that both Mu Chuan and Frieza will share a slot in the tournament."
"For the remaining slots, I invite self-nominations. Those who believe they possess exceptional abilities and significant strength may step forward voluntarily."
"This will save us time…"
Perhaps aware that there weren't many suitable candidates, Whis decided not to waste time.
Moreover, since the matter concerned the survival of the entire universe, those who lacked confidence in their strength were unlikely to participate rashly.
Not to mention…
With the stakes laid out so clearly, everyone understood that this wasn't just about strength—it also required courage.
Only then would they stand a chance against the powerful fighters from other universes without retreating at a critical moment.
As soon as Whis finished speaking, many began exchanging glances.
Most of them chose to back down.
They didn't believe they could rank among the top 10, so why waste time? Besides, just the thought of battling against fighters from other universes sent chills down their spines.
If even Frieza's presence was suffocating, how could they face the overlords of other universes?
In no time...
Many retreated voluntarily.
Soon, only 20 remained in the arena. These 20 individuals believed they were capable of participating. Even if they didn't think they were particularly powerful, they wanted to give it a try.
Among them, 11 were Saiyans, including Son Goku.
Frieza's faction accounted for three.
The remaining six were other strong individuals from the Seventh Universe who deemed themselves fit for the role. Although they might not be the strongest, the courage to stand there was commendable.
Whis surveyed the surroundings.
Seeing no one else step forward, he appeared somewhat satisfied. At the very least, there weren't too many unqualified candidates.
"In that case…"
"All 20 of you will remain. You will all head to the God of Destruction's realm for training. After the final round of training, we will assess your situation!"
"I will personally consult Lord Beerus to evaluate you. Of course…"
"Even if you don't make the final cut, you could serve as alternates. It's still a good experience!"
With Whis setting the tone, the rest had no objections. Even those who had retreated earlier accepted the results without complaint.
After all, they had admitted their own lack of strength. Those who remained were out of their league anyway, and advancing now didn't necessarily guarantee they would represent the Seventh Universe.
These were two separate matters!
Furthermore, confidence in one's own strength implied they weren't weak.
If they were truly weak...
Choosing to stay would be akin to choosing the hardest difficulty possible.
It wasn't hard to imagine what they would face. As such, no one felt particularly relieved. Instead, their attention was fixed on the 20 participants.
And so, the martial arts tournament ended anticlimactically.
Although grand, it didn't meet expectations. Ultimately, this was because the overall strength was too weak, leaving no way to select stronger participants.
Even Beerus had left early.
Meanwhile, Whis seemed to be searching for gold amidst dirt.
After officially concluding the event, Whis waved his staff, sending beams of light into all the participants.
This was his gift to everyone present!
Anyone who participated in the tournament received a special insight, while the audience gained some minor benefits as well.
Although not as rewarding as expected…
At least no one left empty-handed.
With the rewards distributed, Whis led everyone away from the scene, preparing to head to the God of Destruction's realm.