Dragon Ball: Collaborating with Frieza to Destroy Planet Vegeta

Chapter 228: Preview Tournament Ends, New Rules Announced!

As soon as the Grand Priest made an appearance, everyone present felt a wave of tension wash over them. Whenever the Grand Priest showed up, it was usually to announce new rules.

So, what would it be this time?

The crowd was filled with a mix of curiosity and anxiety, including the Supreme Kais and the Gods of Destruction. After all, if a universe gets erased, the Supreme Kais and Gods of Destruction would vanish along with it. Only the angels would be spared, making the Supreme Kais and Gods of Destruction even more alert.

"The preview matches have showcased everyone's abilities well, and this has made Lord Zeno very pleased," the Grand Priest began.

"Therefore, Lord Zeno has decided that there will be no more preview matches to avoid taking up too much of your time."

The Grand Priest's announcement instantly relieved those who had not yet competed. Many felt they had been able to keep some of their strength hidden.

However, while they were relieved, they knew this was just a temporary respite. Escaping the first challenge didn't mean they could avoid the main event—the Tournament of Power!

After everyone calmed down, the Grand Priest continued, "Now, I will officially announce the rules of the Tournament of Power, which differ slightly from those of the preview matches."

"Firstly, if a contestant falls off the stage, they will be disqualified. However, if they pass out on the stage, they won't be eliminated. The use of any weapons is strictly prohibited, and killing opponents is forbidden!"

With the Grand Priest's explanation, the crowd became even more serious after hearing the first rule.

This was no simple rule! It posed a significant disadvantage to those who relied heavily on weapons for their combat strength. For them, banning the use of weapons was like losing both their hands.

"What? How can this be?"

"If we can't use weapons, how can we demonstrate our true strength? Whether it's our own power or that of our weapons, it all belongs to us. Why can't we use them?"

Those who gained significant strength from their weapons could only grumble quietly. Despite their strong dissatisfaction, they did not dare to voice it openly. They wouldn't even dare to argue with a God of Destruction, let alone risk being overheard by the Grand Priest, as the consequences could be severe.

So, their complaints were just empty words.

In reality, the Grand Priest had heard their mutterings but found them trivial and not worth addressing.

Complaints were irrelevant...

After all, losers would naturally be erased. Rules must be followed, whether willingly or not!

"In addition to the previous rules, flying techniques are also forbidden during the match!"

"The match will last for 48 minutes. There will be a total of 80 participants from 8 universes, meaning each universe must select its 10 strongest fighters. The selection process will be up to each universe."

"The 80 participants from these 8 universes will all appear on the stage simultaneously, engaging in a chaotic battle. At the end of the 48 minutes, the universe with the most remaining fighters will be declared the winner."

After the Grand Priest finished explaining the rules, the entire crowd fell silent.

These rules were extremely unfavorable for everyone, as they knew that each universe had powerful competitors.

Placing all of them on the stage at once would surely create a chaotic scene. Would there be alliances between universes?

With this thought, many looked around cautiously, treating everyone else as potential enemies, creating an atmosphere of mutual distrust.

Even Universe 7 found this rule to be quite extreme and disadvantageous. They had shown considerable strength in the preview matches. Would other universes team up against them because of it?

Though they were confident in their strength, they knew other universes also had formidable fighters. For instance, Hit from Universe 6 was a strong opponent. If fighters like him from other universes joined forces, even Universe 7 would have a hard time.

At this moment, everyone was silent.

To them, if this was the Tournament of Power, shouldn't the contestants be determined by a draw? Even a two-universe battle would be understandable, but an 8-universe free-for-all was beyond their expectations.

No one questioned why only 8 universes were participating because the Grand Priest had already made it clear: Four universes were exempt from erasure, leaving the remaining 8 to fight for survival. The Tournament of Power was a chance at redemption for these 8 universes.

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"This is insane!"

"A chaotic battle involving all universes—80 fighters in total. Who knows what kind of terrifying powerhouses will emerge from this?"

"Terrifying!"

Many Saiyans muttered to themselves, feeling genuinely shocked and under unprecedented pressure. If it were a 1v1 battle, they would have some confidence in winning a few rounds. But in this chaotic free-for-all, nothing was certain.

Especially since they had just made a spectacle of themselves, this only added to their worries.

Karl rubbed his head in frustration. "If I had known it would come to this, I wouldn't have shown off so much earlier. At least a narrow victory would have been enough."

"Now, we won too decisively, with a crushing victory. Won't this make us the prime target for the other universes?"

"What a headache!"

Karl was truly troubled. If he had known the rules earlier, he wouldn't have revealed so much of his strength. He had only shown off to avoid being underestimated, as a form of validation. But it seemed to have backfired.

Who could handle this kind of situation?

Greta, standing nearby, was equally stunned. He understood the implications and wanted to complain but dared not speak out loud.

The Earth fighters also grasped the gravity of the situation, and silence fell over them.

At this moment, Mu Chuan's voice rang out to everyone.

"What are you all worried about?"

"No matter what the rules are, I'll take action!"