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

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What surprised Toppo even more was yet to come.

Broly simply pressed his face against Toppo's fist, slowly straightening his head as if Toppo's attack was insignificant to him.

The shock on Topo's face intensified, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Broly reached out with lightning speed and grabbed Toppo's head, pressing down so hard that Toppo couldn't break free.

Immediately afterwards, Broly grabbed Toppo's head and, as if carrying a chick, swooped down toward the ground, his speed increasing rapidly.

"No...no! Let me go!" Toppo cried out in alarm, struggling violently.

However, it was too late.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, Broly slammed Toppo's head down onto the earth of the God of Destruction.

The ground collapsed instantly, forming a huge crater.

Immediately afterwards, Broly grabbed Toppo's head and began another round of rubbing against the ground.

The broken body dragged along the ground, making a screeching sound.

"Ouch, ow, ow..."

Topo let out a series of shrill screams, his voice filled with pain and humiliation.

Broly wasn't satisfied, so he increased the force in his hand, forcefully leaving a long trench in the ground on Topo's head.

This ravine is at least tens of thousands of meters long and bottomless. It stands out conspicuously on the flat land of the God of Destruction, like an ugly scar.

Wei Mei was trembling with anger, her face was ashen, her hands were clenched into fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white, and her eyes were filled with rage and resentment.

“Delicious, now you know the difference, right? Your disciple is no good at all, far inferior to mine.” Beerus’s smile grew even brighter, his tone filled with boastfulness and pride.

"Hmph, the battle isn't over yet... don't be too happy!" Wei Mei snorted coldly, stubbornly expressing her deep dissatisfaction.

"Then let's wait and see what other tricks you have up your sleeve." Beerus smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence.

"Hey, Macarita, do you think Toppo has a good chance of winning?" Veggie turned to look at Macarita, lowered her voice and asked, her tone filled with anticipation.

“Oh dear…” Makalita sighed slightly and shook her head. “The chances of winning are probably only 1%.”

Delicious: "..."

Wei Mei's face darkened, veins bulging on her forehead, and she said irritably, "Where did you get this 1%? Why is it only this little bit?"

"Consider it a kind of comfort," Makalita laughed heartily, a hint of teasing in her eyes.

Delicious: "..."

You might as well not offer any comfort at all.

It tasted so good that I felt a surge of excitement.

"Contact Jiren immediately and have him come over, quick!" Wei Mei's voice was low, his face growing increasingly grim as he gritted his teeth and ordered Makarita.

This is the last hope for Weimei.

“Oh dear… Mr. Jiren might not be willing to participate in this kind of competition. He’s not interested in this kind of sparring,” Makalita said, shaking her head with some difficulty.

“Tell him that I will find a way to revive his master, Jie Qing, as long as he is willing to come and help,” Wei Meide said thoughtfully.

In order to save face for Universe Eleven, Wei Mei didn't care about anything else.

"You've come up with a solution, Master Wei Mei? Can you really bring Mr. Jie Qing back to life?" Makarita was slightly taken aback, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Not yet... let's just give him a perfunctory answer for now, we'll think of a plan later. We have to trick him into coming here no matter what." Wei Mei grinned, a sly glint in her eyes.

"Is this really appropriate? Deceiving Mr. Jiren is probably not a good idea." Macarita sighed softly, feeling that what she was doing was not quite right.

"Stop nagging, or do you think I have any other options? Do you think I'd just stand by and watch our Eleventh Universe be humiliated by them?" Wei Mei rolled her eyes and said unhappily.

“Alright, it seems that’s the only way.” Although Makalita felt that Veggie’s method was a bit deceptive, it concerned the face of the Eleventh Universe, and there was no other way, so she could only nod in agreement.

Immediately, Makalita stepped aside, raised her scepter, and began to communicate with Jiren through it.

Soon, Jiren's deep and calm voice rang out from the scepter.

"Hello, Mr. Gillian, I am Macarita, the guide angel beside Lord Veggie," Macarita introduced herself respectfully.

"What is it?" Jiren asked calmly, his voice devoid of any emotion.

“Lord Vegeta has asked Mr. Jiren to come to the God of Destruction Realm to fight the people of Universe 7. This is a matter of face for our Universe 11,” Macarita said with a smile, her tone tinged with urgency. “Right now, Mr. Toppo is being utterly crushed by the people of Universe 7. The chance of him losing is 99%.”

"Universe Seven?" Jiren paused slightly, clearly surprised, and asked, "Are they just sparring? Not some evil enemy?"

“It was indeed a friendly match, just a friendly sparring session,” Macarita nodded in agreement.

"Isn't it a battle for justice or something?" Jiren asked again, this was the question that concerned him the most.

“No,” Macarita replied.

“Sorry, I’m not interested in things like that. I have more important things to do.” Jiren refused decisively. “If an evil force appears in the universe and I have to deal with it, I can go there immediately without hesitation. But this kind of friendly competition is meaningless to me.”

“Master Veggie said he will find a way to revive Mr. Jeqing, as long as you come and help.” Makalita had no choice but to state Veggie’s conditions.

"Master, can you revive my master?" Jiren's expression was somewhat moved, and his tone carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement and anticipation.

“I’m still trying to figure something out… but Master Wei Mei said it shouldn’t be a big problem. As long as you’re willing to come, he will do his best,” Makalita said with a smile, trying to make her tone sound believable.

Jilian was increasingly tempted.

Reviving his master is Jiren's greatest wish.

Jiren was willing to do anything for this wish.

"Are they currently on the planet of the Venus de Milo?" Jiren asked hurriedly.

“Yes, we’re all here waiting for you.” Makalita nodded gently.

“I’ll be right there, no more than 10 minutes. I happen to be running errands nearby,” Jilian said thoughtfully.

“Okay, we’ll wait for you to come.” Makalita smiled slightly and then ended the call.

Makalita came up to Veggie's side and winked at him.

Meadow gave Makalita a long look, her eyes filled with anticipation, and hurriedly asked, "So? Is Jiren willing to come?"

“Mr. Jilian said he would be here in about 10 minutes,” Makalita reported truthfully.

"Great!" Wei Mei took a deep breath, feeling much more confident, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

As long as Jiren arrives, he will definitely be able to turn the situation around.

At that moment, Toppo was being rubbed by Broly for a while, and then Broly punched him in the stomach, causing him to curl up in pain.

Immediately afterwards, Broly grabbed Topo's fingers, yanked his body, and slammed him back and forth and side to side as if he were swinging a weightless object.

Toppo: “…”

Toppo immediately broke down in tears, and the tears flowed uncontrollably.

Don't grab my fingers and hit my body!

My fingers are almost broken!

It hurts so much!

The reason Broly grabbed Toppo's fingers was because Toppo's arms were too thick and muscular; Broly couldn't possibly grab them with one hand.

After all, Toppo could be called a "unicorn arm," with his arm being thicker than Broly's thigh.

Although Broly's transformation made his body larger, his hands were still smaller than Topo's arms, so he could only grab his fingers instead.

"Bang bang bang!"

Broly continued to slam Toppo, each impact shaking the ground.

How could Toppo possibly be a match for Broly?

It's worth noting that in the original storyline, even when Goku and Vegeta transformed into Super Saiyan Blue, they were both overwhelmed and utterly defeated by Broly's Super Saiyan transformation.

Toppo's strength is at most comparable to Super Saiyan Blue, and may even be slightly inferior.

Moreover, the Broly of today is much stronger than the one in the original story.

Yes, it was beaten up by Sun Wukong.

Furthermore, Broly didn't unleash his true power; he still has his legendary Super Saiyan form to use.

However, to deal with Toppo now, becoming a regular Super Saiyan is enough; there's no need to use any trump cards.

"Bang bang bang!"

Toppo's screams rose and fell, echoing endlessly in the sky above the God of Destruction, sounding extremely tragic.

"boom!"

Broly casually tossed Toppo high into the air.

Toppo flew out like a rag doll.

Toppo's body arced through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, headfirst, with a thud that kicked up a cloud of dust.

However, immediately afterward, Toppo stood up in a fit of rage, covered in dust and looking disheveled, but his eyes were filled with resentment and anger.

"Damn it! You've completely enraged me! I'll make you pay!" Toppo roared in fury, clenching his fists tightly, his aura surging once more.

"Do you submit or not?" Broly grinned, his tone laced with provocation.

"How could I possibly lose to you? I am the candidate God of Destruction of Universe 11, I absolutely cannot lose!" Toppo trembled with rage, and his body suddenly burst into a dazzling purple-red flame, directly activating his God of Destruction form, his aura several times stronger than before.

Broly paused for a moment, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes, clearly showing some interest in Toppo's new form.

Vegeta's pupils contracted slightly as he carefully observed Toppo's new form.

This guy's new form is somewhat similar to my own extreme self!

However, his form is still far behind me in terms of energy intensity.

I could easily crush him even with Super Saiyan Blue.

It looks like Broly is going to win.

After activating his God of Destruction form, Toppo experienced a qualitative leap in speed and power, quickly charging towards Broly and unleashing a barrage of punches and kicks, each strike carrying powerful destructive energy.

Broly remained calm and composed, dodging Toppo's attacks with ease, occasionally parrying with seemingly casual movements, yet always managing to precisely neutralize Toppo's offensive.