In Dragon Ball: A brutal beating of Frieza at the start

Chen Yang gritted his teeth. Although he had lost Instant Transmission, his fighting spirit hadn't diminished. He shouted, "Everyone be careful! Even without Instant Transmission, I can still defeat you!" He flashed forward, charging towards the energy ball, leaving a golden afterimage behind him. A new fierce battle had begun, and Chen Yang secretly vowed in his heart that no matter the cost, he would truly destroy Cell...

Chapter 25: Ability Deprivation

A crimson lightning bolt ripped through the leaden sky. Cell hovered in mid-air, its malevolent aura distorting the air within a hundred miles into eerie ripples. A cruel smile curled at the corner of its mouth as it rapidly gathered energy in its hands. A hundred-meter-diameter energy sphere, radiating a ghostly purple light, took shape in its palms, resembling a miniature black hole about to fall, and crashed down with a destructive force capable of annihilating a planet.

Chen Yang roared, golden flames soaring into the sky as he threw a punch to meet the attack. The instant the two forces collided, a terrifying golden shockwave radiated outwards from the point of impact, blasting a crater a hundred meters deep into the desert, sending sand and gravel hurtling into the sky like a meteor shower. Just as Chen Yang was about to use his skill copying ability to mimic Vegeta's explosive impact and counterattack, he suddenly felt the familiar energy link within his body vanish as if severed by a sharp blade—Polunga's punishment had taken effect, and his prized [Skill Copying] ability had been completely stripped away.

"Chen Yang! You can't use your technique?!" Krillin's hand, holding the Destructo Disc, froze in mid-air, his face filled with shock and worry. Vegeta's pupils contracted slightly, he snorted coldly, and instantly leaped up to block Cell's sudden claw attack. The metallic claws sliced ​​through Vegeta's battle suit, tearing the fabric, and bright red blood seeped out, staining the blue and white battle armor: "Useless! You can't even calculate the price of a wish!"

Chen Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his knees slamming heavily to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust. Just then, he suddenly felt a strange, intense heat rising in his dantian, as if a dormant flame had been ignited. In the distance, Bulma frantically pounded on the monitoring device, the data on the screen jumping wildly, flashing red light: "Wait! His qi... is increasing exponentially! This is... the fluctuation of a god-level being?!"

Cell's tail suddenly swelled, becoming like a black steel whip, lashing Vegeta away. Vegeta's body streaked across the sky, crashing through several mountains before coming to a stop. Cell's crimson compound eyes swept over the golden divine runes swirling around Chen Yang, letting out a mechanical sneer: "So-called 'potential for godhood'? It's nothing more than making your death more dignified!" A purple sphere of light condensed again at the tip of its tail, its radiance even brighter than before. "Watch closely, this attack is a fusion of Frieza's Death Beam!"

"Trying to copy my moves? No way!" Chen Yang roared as he leaped into the air. Now free from the ability to copy skills, he was completely unleashed. His eyes burned with an indomitable fighting spirit, his hair moving without wind under the influence of divine power. The instant his fingertips touched the Cell Energy Ball, the intense heat within him erupted, and divine power surged forth like a volcanic eruption. His veins bulged, and with a roar, he crushed the energy ball with his bare hands! The deafening explosion sent shockwaves raging like a hurricane, causing the surrounding mountains to crumble.

"How is this possible!" For the first time, a crack appeared in Cell's core, and panic finally surfaced on its face. Chen Yang seized the opportunity to close the distance, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. His Kamehameha waves, unleashing a devastating force, blasted a gaping hole in Cell's chest. Just when everyone thought the battle was over, Cell's mangled body suddenly and mysteriously reformed, a dark, phantom-like demon appearing behind it. Its voice became sinister and low: "Fool! I am nothing but a pawn of the Demon God… He will find you and take your soul…"

Vegeta's Instant Transmission flashed by, and an energy blade appeared in his hand without warning. He decapitated Cell with a single stroke: "Shut up! Still playing tricks when you're about to die!" But the rolling head still grinned maliciously, and the last few words pierced everyone's ears with the sandstorm: "Universe Seven... Destruction Countdown..."

Chen Yang slumped onto the scorched earth, panting heavily, feeling the restless divine power within him. This power was terrifyingly strong, yet as uncontrollable as a wild horse. The test report handed to him by Bulma showed that his combat power had exceeded the detector's limit, but the warning bar next to it kept flashing: "Energy fluctuations are extremely unstable and may go berserk at any time."

"Let's go back to the spaceship and heal our wounds first." Vegeta tore off his blood-stained armband to wipe the blade, but his eyes remained fixed on Chen Yang, a rare hint of complexity flashing in his eyes. "You brat... reminds me of Goku's first Super Saiyan transformation."

Inside the medical pod in the dead of night, Chen Yang, drenched in cold sweat, was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. In the dream, the demon shrouded in black mist extended its claws, and the divine power within him surged uncontrollably towards it. The monitors emitted piercing alarms, and red lights flashed incessantly inside the pod. When Bulma rushed in, she saw mysterious black runes floating around him, identical to Cell's dying phantom.

“These runes… originate from the same forbidden power mentioned by the Supreme Kai!” Bulma’s voice trembled as she rapidly operated the instruments to analyze the power. “Chen Yang, a curse was placed upon you when you made your wish!”

Before he could finish speaking, the hatch was suddenly flung open, and the blood-soaked Supreme Kai of the North stumbled in. His divine armor was tattered, his body covered in wounds, and his breath was weak: "Run! The Supreme Kais of Universe 7... have all been slaughtered! The killer left a message—'Those who grant wishes with the Dragon Balls will not live!'" His gaze fell on the faint black markings on Chen Yang's forehead, his pupils contracted sharply, and his face was filled with terror, "You... have been marked by the Demon God!"

The universe outside the window suddenly darkened, countless meteors streaking across the sky, each trailing an eerie purple flame, like messengers from hell. Vegeta clenched his fists, his fighting instincts sending chills down his spine: "Something... is traversing a spacetime rift." Chen Yang, staring at his uncontrollable hands, finally understood that the "god-level potential" bestowed upon him by Porunga might be the truly fatal price. He knew that a greater crisis was quietly approaching in the darkness.

Chapter 26: Victory Celebration Banquet

The night sky over Earth's western capital was ablaze with vibrant colors from dazzling fireworks. Amidst the resounding explosions, Bulma's lavishly constructed floating banquet hall resembled a magnificent aerial castle. Inside, crystal chandeliers refracted countless rays of light, reflecting off the elegant attire of the attendees. Cheers and the clinking of glasses caused the crystal pendants on the chandeliers to sway gently. Mr. Satan, his face flushed, scurried around the hall, brandishing a champagne tower taller than himself, his thick hands waving incessantly: "Come on! Tonight's celebration drink must get Chen Yang drunk! He's our Earth's great hero, we won't leave until we're completely drunk!"

"You lot?" Vegeta leaned against the bar, his black battle suit making him appear even more imposing. He elegantly twirled the purple liquid in his wine glass, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "At the last martial arts tournament, this guy drank eighteen jars of King Kai's brew and wasn't even drunk. You Earthlings' weaklings should save your energy." Despite his words, he secretly poured three times the strength of the liquor into his glass, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, seemingly anticipating a thoroughly enjoyable battle.

Chen Yang was being held by Krillin and Gohan, his face full of helplessness. The aroma of fruit wine mixed with the smell of their sweat wafted over him. "Senior! Gohan! You're trying to murder me!" He struggled, but he couldn't overcome their strength. Suddenly, a chilling aura swept over him from behind, and Chen Yang's hair stood on end. He stiffly turned his head and saw Beerus appear behind him, his tail nimbly coiling around a plate of roasted meat. Beerus's golden vertical pupils were fixed on the glass in his hand, and his voice was critical: "This wine... can it taste better than Whis's?" Before Chen Yang could answer, the dome of the banquet hall suddenly flashed with strange light, and the phantom of the dragon Porunga slowly emerged, its enormous body almost taking up the entire dome. Mr. Satan turned pale with fright, and the champagne tower in his hand crashed to the ground, causing him to fall face-first into the mud, which drew laughter from everyone.

"Don't be nervous!" Bulma, holding a remote control, squeezed through the crowd. She was dressed in a shimmering silver evening gown, her makeup impeccable. "This is a holographic projection I specially set up. Porunga said he wanted to freeload!" From the holographic projection, Porunga's voice, mixed with electronic noise, came through: "Just here for a free meal… hiccup! Didn't expect Earth's banquet to be so lively!" Beerus instantly perked up, his golden eyes widening, his tail wagging excitedly. The two gods, like a whirlwind, began frantically devouring the food. In the blink of an eye, the hundred-meter-long table, once piled high with delicacies, was empty, leaving only a mess. The chefs stood by, dumbfounded, forgetting to put down their spatulas.

"Chen Yang! Time to keep your bet!" A crisp voice came from behind. Chen Yang turned around and saw Number 18 walking over, swaying a cocktail. Unusually, she wasn't wearing her combat uniform today, but instead a tight-fitting black dress that perfectly accentuated her figure, though a few ribbons were tied around the hem, giving her a playful look. "Last time you said I couldn't beat you, now you dare to…" Before she could finish, Yamcha suddenly rushed over with a camera, a mischievous smile on her face: "Film a celebratory kiss! Just a kiss on the cheek! Everyone, is that okay?" A chorus of cheers erupted around them, "Yes!" "Give me a kiss!" shouts filled the air.

Chen Yang's face flushed crimson, even redder than the dazzling fireworks behind him. He frantically waved his hands, stammering, "Don't...don't mess around! We're all comrades!" But Mr. Satan wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by. His massive body squeezed in, grabbing Chen Yang's shoulder, his breath reeking of alcohol: "What are you afraid of! Are we Earth heroes afraid of beautiful women? Drink this, and everything will be fine!" Without a word, he shoved a glass of strong liquor into Chen Yang's hand. The instant the liquor entered his throat, Chen Yang felt a burning sensation surge up his throat and to the top of his head, his divine power beginning to stir. The scene before him blurred into a double image, and the sounds around him became fragmented.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Yang slowly awoke. He found himself lying in Bulma's familiar guest room. The soft bed and the high-tech murals on the walls made him feel at ease. Moonlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a silvery-white glow on the floor. Beside the bed, a familiar figure sat quietly. Android 18 was bent over, wiping her energy pistol. Her focused expression softened her usually aloof face. Hearing the noise, she immediately turned around, a rare blush rising at the tips of her ears: "Finally awake? Drunk, you were hugging a telephone pole, shouting that you wanted to fight ten more Cells, and even saying your divine power was invincible."

Chen Yang rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling a splitting headache. He was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a colorful ribbon wrapped around Number 18's neck, standing out starkly against her fair skin. Almost instinctively, he reached out to untie it, but Number 18 swiftly grabbed his wrist. Number 18's breath brushed against his burning cheek, carrying a faint fragrance: "Does the bet from before still stand?" Before Chen Yang could answer, a soft touch landed lightly on his cheek, as light as a feather, yet it stirred a storm within him.

Just then, a sudden clap of thunder boomed outside the window, and Chen Yang sat bolt upright. He gasped for breath, his eyes filled with confusion. It turned out that everything just now was just a dream. On the bedside table, a note lay quietly, the handwriting of the number 18 was messy but forceful: "Poor drinking manners, next time we'll settle this in a real fight." Chen Yang rolled out of bed, his steps still a little unsteady. He walked to the wardrobe mirror, wanting to tidy his messy hair, but suddenly caught sight of a lipstick mark on his collar, the pale pink mark particularly clear in the moonlight, as if telling a story.

Meanwhile, Bulma's laboratory suddenly blared with alarms. The piercing siren shattered the stillness of the night, and red warning lights flashed incessantly. On the monitoring screen, the location where Chen Yang had been marked by the demon god was emitting an eerie red light, the glow growing ever stronger, as if it might burst through the screen at any moment. And in the distant depths of space, in the darkness, a figure slowly emerged. He crushed the energy ball in his hand, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his lips: "Divine power tainted by a mortal's kiss… interesting. It seems the game is about to get even more interesting."

Chapter 27: The Demon Realm Declares War

The Earth's sky was suddenly torn apart, as if the barrier of reality had been ripped open by an invisible giant hand. From the pitch-black crack, dark red light seeped out like surging magma, accompanied by a tooth-chilling sound of spatial distortion, and a figure slowly stepped out. Demigra, the overlord of the demon realm, was surrounded by black demonic energy. Each step he took caused the air to crack under the strain, and wherever he passed, the ground cracked inch by inch, spreading out in a spiderweb pattern.

"Even the Omni-King's universe is nothing more than this." Demigra's voice was low and cold, as if from the deepest hell, filled with endless contempt. He swept his gaze across the terrified crowd below, a cruel smile curving his lips. With a casual wave of his right hand, a black pillar of energy shot into the sky, instantly blasting a distant mountain into dust. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, screams rose and fell as people fled in all directions, chaos reigning.

At that moment, on King Kai's planet, the Omni-King suddenly jumped up from his chair, his large, round eyes filled with rage: "How dare they cause trouble in my universe! Unforgivable!" The energy around him surged wildly, and the entire planet began to tremble violently. The High Priest frowned, his eyes grave: "Your Majesty, this aura... comes from the Demon Realm. It seems they came prepared."

On Earth, Chen Yang, just recovering from the hangover of the victory celebration, felt this suffocating sense of oppression. His face instantly turned pale, and his divine power surged uncontrollably within him, as if in fear of something. "This is... an enemy more terrifying than Cell," he muttered to himself, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

Vegeta appeared beside him instantly, his battle suit fluttering without wind, his eyes burning with excitement: "Finally, a worthy opponent has arrived! Chen Yang, don't drag me down this time!" Despite his words, his slightly trembling hands betrayed his inner tension.

Just then, a mechanical notification sound suddenly rang in Chen Yang's mind, the shrill alarm causing his head to throb with pain. "System emergency update! Super-scale crisis detected, activating 'Multidimensional Expedition' mode!" A blinding light exploded before his eyes, and countless pieces of information flooded into his brain like a tidal wave.

"Multidimensional Expedition? What the hell is this?" Chen Yang roared, clutching his head and kneeling on one knee. Veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his face. The system's cold voice continued: "This mode can summon warriors from the multiverse to fight alongside you, but each use will consume a large amount of the host's life force. Currently available summonable characters: Super Saiyan God Goku, Vegito, Zamasu..."

Bulma frantically pounded on the testing device in her hand, the data on the display screen jumping wildly, and the red warning light flashing incessantly: "No! Chen Yang's current physical condition simply cannot withstand this power! His divine power is still in an unstable period!"

Demigra seemed to sense the unusual movement on Chen Yang's side. His gaze, sharp as a tangible object, shot towards him, and his smile grew even more arrogant: "Interesting, so you actually have such methods. However, before absolute power, everything is futile!" He raised his hands high, conjuring a massive black energy sphere. Lightning crackled within the sphere, emitting a chilling roar. "Feel the ultimate power of the Demon Realm!"

Vegeta charged forward first, golden flames soaring into the sky: "If you want to destroy Earth, you'll have to get past me first!" His fist, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed into Demigra. However, Demigra simply waved his hand, and a black barrier sent Vegeta flying. Vegeta's body crashed heavily to the ground, creating a huge crater. He struggled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained resolute.

Chen Yang gritted his teeth, staring at the system's prompts in his mind, his heart in turmoil. "I'll fight! If I don't stop him, the entire universe will be destroyed!" he roared, forcibly activating the "Multidimensional Expedition" mode. A dazzling light enveloped him, and within it, several familiar yet unfamiliar figures could be vaguely seen emerging.

Seeing this, Demigra let out a maniacal laugh: "A death throes! Today, I will not only destroy this planet, but I will also let the Omni-King know that the Demon Realm is the true ruler of the universe!" The energy sphere in his hand began to expand rapidly, shrouding the entire Earth in darkness, as if the end of the world was imminent. In every corner of the universe, all the powerful beings sensed this terrifying aura and looked towards Earth…

Chapter 28: Special Training for the God of Destruction

King Kai's planet still trembled slightly from the lingering pressure of Demigra's departure, its surface covered in spiderweb-like cracks. Beerus, however, lounged on the floating cushion with his legs crossed, his tail lashing impatiently, causing nearby meteorites to explode into dust in its wake. "That guy named Demigra, all he's got is a loud voice," he said, glancing sideways at Chen Yang, who was kneeling on one knee, looking exhausted. His golden vertical pupils suddenly flashed with a sharp light. "But your divine power is worse than Whis's instant coffee."

Chen Yang had just propped himself up, not even having uttered a single word, when an invisible wave of energy suddenly struck him. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a rock wall a hundred meters away, sending debris flying. Beerus's icy voice pierced through the dust: "From today onwards, you are under my control. If you still can't control this power in three days, I'll devour the Earth like a dessert."

"Hey! Lord Beerus! I want to train too!" Goku, who was playing Star Chess with King Kai in the distance, suddenly jumped up, scattering crystal chess pieces all over the board. "I held back a move when I fought Hit last time!"

"You're too noisy." Beerus didn't even lift his eyelids, casually tossing out an energy blast. The purple beam struck the cloud beneath Goku precisely, exploding into dazzling stardust. Goku screamed as he fell into the Milky Way, scattering starlight everywhere. Even so, his voice still drifted back: "Don't sneak up on me next time! Let's have a fair fight!"

Vegeta stood by the lava lake with his arms crossed, sneering, but his body unconsciously took half a step towards the training ground. Beerus's gaze swept over him like a tangible object, startling him so much that he immediately stood up straight: "What are you looking at? You should dye your hair back to black first." The God of Destruction sneered, and Vegeta's face instantly turned bright red.

"Concentrate!" Beerus's voice boomed in Chen Yang's ears. Before Chen Yang could react, a sharp pain shot through his lower back—Beerrus's tail lashed out like a steel whip across his back. He groaned, the surging divine power within him instantly spiraling out of control, the surrounding air distorting. In the distance, Bulma, holding a monitoring device, screamed frantically, "His heart rate is off the charts! He'll explode if this keeps up!"

Beerus yawned, slowly took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth: "If you die, you'll become fertilizer, perfect for planting my strawberries." After saying that, he launched another series of attacks at Chen Yang.

The special training continued into the seventh day, leaving the lava pool a scene of utter devastation. Chen Yang lay covered in blood on the scorching rocks, each breath carrying the smell of rust. Beerus tossed him a walnut-sized recovery pill, which rolled across his palm, leaving a scorch mark. "Remember, divine power isn't for showing off." Beerus condensed a wisp of black energy at his fingertips and gently touched Chen Yang's brow. "Feel the essence of destruction—not annihilation, but making the old give way to new life."

These words were like a lightning bolt cleaving through the chaos. In a daze, Chen Yang recalled his home destroyed by Cell, the half-eaten loaf of bread his mother had given him as a last thing amidst the ruins; he remembered Android 18 protecting him from Demigra's attack when Demigra descended upon Earth, the blood blooming on her back. He slowly rose, golden patterns illuminating his body, and the lava beneath his feet began to flow backward.

“Interesting. Let’s try this.” Beerus’s eyes flashed with admiration. He waved his hands, and twelve destructive beams, each as thick as a bowl, attacked from different directions. Chen Yang instinctively raised his hand, and divine power automatically wove into a net, absorbing all the attacks. Gohan, watching from afar, excitedly flipped over his binoculars: “This is… complete control?!”

Vegeta frowned. He clearly saw a faint, dark purple hue, not belonging to divine power, flash at Chen Yang's fingertips as he absorbed energy. He opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed his question.

As dusk fell after the special training, the orange-red sunset gilded King Kai's planet. Beerus, swirling his wine glass, walked towards the spaceship, and Chen Yang limped after him. Before he could speak, Beerus pressed his tail against his forehead: "Instead of thanking me, you should kill a few more idiots like Demigra." The God of Destruction suddenly lowered his voice, his breath reeking of alcohol on Chen Yang's face, "Also, don't let anyone else know about the dark matter fluctuations within you, not even Bulma."

Chen Yang was startled and about to press for an answer when Wukong's shout came from afar again. Wukong emerged from the clouds, clutching his pants, which had been ripped into fringes by the energy blast: "Take me with you next time for special training! I promise I won't say a word!"

Beerus rolled his eyes; the flames spewing from the spaceship's engines nearly roasted Goku into a crisp. Watching the departing spaceship, Chen Yang clenched his fist, divine power transforming into a streak of dark purple lightning in his palm. Was this power, which even the God of Destruction feared, truly just a coincidence? Meanwhile, unbeknownst to him, in some dark corner of the universe, a pair of eyes were watching all this through a crystal ball, a meaningful smile playing on their lips.

Chapter 29: A New Force Emerges

"Boom—" The energy fluctuations of the eleventh universe swept across Earth like a tsunami, causing the underground training room deep in the Himalayas to tremble violently. Chen Yang's silver hair was whipped about by the chaotic energy flow, the gravity device he was adjusting emitted a piercing alarm, and the energy ball gathered in his palm twisted wildly due to the fluctuations, its surface constantly bursting with tiny sparks of electricity.

The alarm blared sharply, and a streak of light, like a meteorite, burst through the window, its brilliant afterburner scorching the alloy walls of the training room. The moment the newcomer landed, ripples spread through the space, revealing a strange figure with blue skin, three golden eyes, and a crystal bottle hanging from his waist, engraved with mysterious star patterns. Each pattern shimmered with a faint light, as if containing the secrets of the vast universe. "Earth Warrior Chen Yang?" The visitor's voice was deep and resonant, like two meteorites colliding, each word carrying a pressure that seemed to shake the very air. The metal floor of the training room instantly cracked into a spiderweb pattern from the energy.

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, and his energy suddenly erupted. The energy ball at his fingertips spun rapidly, instantly condensing into a sharp blade: "State your purpose first, or don't blame me for being impolite." His words were icy and undeniable, and the aura emanating from him was in no way weaker than that of the mysterious guest before him.

The messenger opened his palm, and the crystal bottle immediately emitted a dazzling golden light, revealing a glowing invitation: "The Tournament of Power is a testing ground for the strongest beings in the universe. The victor will gain the qualification to reshape the universe. Your universe's God of Destruction, Lord Beerus, has agreed to participate in the battle, and now a ten-person team needs to be assembled."

Suddenly, a car horn blared and passersby screamed in terror outside the window. Chen Yang glanced at the surveillance camera and saw dozens of streaks of light falling like meteors across the city. "Looks like you've visited quite a few people." Chen Yang turned off the gravity device, his energy slowly receding, but his vigilance remained etched on his face. "But why should I trust you?"

The envoy suddenly knelt on one knee, and the energy fluctuations around him became even more respectful: "The Omni-King specifically instructed that a warrior named 'Glory' must be invited to lead the team. Mr. Chen Yang, you are the team builder appointed by Lord Beerus."

As night fell over the city, the underground fighting arena was bustling with activity. The heavy metal music was deafening, and the shouts of the audience nearly lifted the roof off. "Bang!" A loud crash echoed as the purple-haired youth, Lin Ye, smashed the android's head with a single punch, splashing hydraulic oil onto the name tag on his chest that read "Tyrannosaurus Rex." He flicked the oil off his hands, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Lin Ye, come with me." A cold voice suddenly rang out. The silver-haired woman pulled back her hood, revealing a mechanical prosthetic eye with a ghostly blue light in her left eye, reflecting a chilling glow. She was Tang Xue, a former Federal agent with a 78% prosthetic body modification rate, exuding a dangerous aura with every move she made. "Chen Yang is waiting for you on the top floor. He has obtained the right to form the Glory Team."

Meanwhile, in the VIP room on the top floor, Su Xiaotang, a girl with fluorescent green hair, casually placed her feet on the leather sofa, chewing on a lollipop, her eyes full of rebellion: "So you want the underground boxing champion to join a regular team? I won't take orders from anyone." Her tone was full of provocation.

Chen Yang looked down at the fighting arena through the one-way glass, his voice calm but firm enough to leave no room for refusal: "Your gene serum side effects will take effect in three days. Join the team, and I can provide you with the best medical resources in Universe Seven."

With a sharp crack, the sound of the lollipop shattering echoed jarringly in the quiet room. Su Xiaotang instantly closed in, her eyes blazing with anger: "You investigated me?"

"This is the responsibility of the organizers." Chen Yang remained expressionless as he pulled up holographic data, the light and shadow flowing in the air. "Lin Ye, son of an interstellar wanted criminal, is skilled in space-based abilities; Tang Xue, former federal agent, has a 78% rate of mechanical cybernetic modification... You all have reasons to fight, and I can give you a stage." His words carried an all-knowing confidence, as if he had already seen through everyone's past.

At three in the morning, the city rooftop was shrouded in the thick darkness of night, with only the distant neon lights flickering sporadically. Chen Yang stared at the invitation in his palm; the star pattern on the back suddenly glowed with an eerie red light. From the shadows, three figures descended like ghosts. The leader, clad in a black robe, revealed only half of his face, engraved with mysterious runes. The runes seemed to writhe, emanating an unsettling aura: "Founder of the Glory Team? I advise you to give up. Some forces don't want to see Universe Seven win."

"A Dark Universe Assassin?" Chen Yang's pupils contracted slightly, and he instinctively took a half step back, his energy starting to circulate again.

"Remember, Shadow Blade." The assassin raised his hand, and twelve black energy blades tore through the air, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression. At the critical moment, Tang Xue lashed out with a blue-glowing energy whip, precisely wrapping around Chen Yang and pulling him backward; Lin Ye quickly formed hand seals, creating a spatial rift to transfer part of the attack to another dimension; Su Xiaotang threw out a neurotoxin candy bomb, and the poisonous mist from the explosion instantly spread.

Shadow Blade's figure blurred in the smoke, his voice mocking: "Ants of Universe Seven, wait to face despair..." When the smoke cleared, bloody words were revealed on the back of the invitation: "The Tournament of Power is nothing but the Omni-King's toy box."

The morning light pierced through the thick clouds, casting golden rays onto the rooftop of the abandoned factory. Chen Yang stood atop the platform, looking down at the nine people who were arriving one after another: a silver-haired swordsman carrying a massive two-handed sword, each step exuding a steady and imposing aura; a green-clad girl manipulating plants, vines twining around her fingertips, brimming with vitality; a gamer wearing VR glasses, his eyes revealing a sharpness that belied his appearance…

"Do you know why I chose you?" Chen Yang held up the invitation, golden light shining on everyone's faces. "Because you are all 'outcasts' abandoned by the rules of the universe. But in the Glory Team, we make the rules."

"Tch, let's just have a fight." Su Xiaotang cracked her knuckles, her face showing an eager expression.

"Don't rush." ​​Chen Yang conjured a dazzling energy ball at his fingertips, its light illuminating everyone's pupils and the burning fighting spirit in their eyes. "When the Omni-King's toy box is opened, will you choose to become pawns, or the ones who break the chessboard?"

Lin Ye conjured a spatial vortex in his palm, a carefree smile playing on his lips: "There's no such thing as a 'chess piece' in my dictionary." Tang Xue wrapped an energy whip around her arm, her mechanical prosthetic eye flashing red: "I'm only responsible for clearing obstacles." The others also assumed fighting stances, each radiating a unique aura.

Chen Yang nodded in satisfaction and forcefully hurled the energy ball into the sky. Golden light transformed into the phantom of an eagle in the air, soaring high and drawing a dazzling trail through the clouds. "From today onward, we are the Glory Team. And the entire universe will remember our name." His voice was firm and powerful, as if he could already see the team shining brightly at the Tournament of Power.

Chapter 30: Final Chapter Preview

Golden steps stretched out beneath Chen Yang's feet, and with each step, the glazed tiles of the Omni-King Temple rippled with light. His silver hair was stirred by the strange air currents within the temple, and he could hear the whispers of powerful beings from the twelve universes.

"This is the Earthling? He doesn't look like much." The mechanical lifeform from the fifth universe sneered, its metal joints clanging together with a grating sound.

Chen Yang's gaze swept around. He saw the angel from Universe 1 with his arms crossed, a playful smile on his lips; the giant from Universe 9 was brandishing his weapon with his tail, glaring menacingly. He took a deep breath and continued walking towards the center of the temple, where the throne of the Omni-King radiated a light that dared not be looked at directly.

Just as Chen Yang reached the center of the temple, a cold, electronic voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Ding! Host detected entering the Omni-King's Temple, triggering the final mission—'Become the new God of Destruction, or... surpass a god!'"

"What the hell?" Chen Yang almost lost his balance, but luckily he reacted quickly and remained calm on the surface. However, this sudden task still made his heart race, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Hey kid, what are you daydreaming about!" the masked powerhouse from Universe 8 shouted impatiently. "The Omni-King has summoned you, so hurry up and pay your respects!"

Chen Yang raised an eyebrow, about to speak, when he saw the Omni-King jump up from his throne and wave his hand: "Alright, alright, the final battle of the Tournament of Power is about to begin! As for the winner... hehe, it's up to you to choose!" After the Omni-King finished speaking, he winked at Chen Yang, a strange move that made Chen Yang's heart tremble.

"Wait!" Chen Yang took a step forward. "What exactly does this mission mean? The difference between becoming a God of Destruction and a God Beyond is too great!"

The system announced again: "The host may explore the mission details on their own. A friendly reminder: the two routes will lead to different plot developments, and both are fraught with unknown dangers."

Beerus yawned, "Hmph, no matter which one we choose, we have to defeat the guys from the other universes first. Chen Yang, don't embarrass Universe Seven!"

"Don't worry, Lord Beerus." Chen Yang smiled confidently. "I'm not here to be a mere bystander."

The old man from the tenth universe stroked his long beard and slowly said, "Young man, the power of a God of Destruction is not so easy to control, and surpassing a god is a pipe dream. I advise you to face reality."

“Ha, reality?” Chen Yang looked directly into the old man’s eyes. “My reality is to break all impossibilities.” His words were resounding and echoed in the temple.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, the technologically advanced expert from the Third Universe suddenly raised his instrument: "Abnormal energy fluctuations detected! It seems that a mysterious force is affecting the spatial structure of the Omni-King's Temple!"

The King tilted his head: "Huh? This is fun! Everyone, please be quiet and let's see what happens!"