One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, starts with the Eight Gates Formation.

Beerus, the God of Destruction, suddenly bristled all his purple fur, each hair standing on end, making him look exactly like a frightened hairless cat.

He was completely stunned, his amber pupils contracted sharply, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Finished!

It's all over!

He desperately tried to wink at the little guy yawning below the ring, using all his strength; his eyelids were practically twitching.

The meaning behind that look was incredibly complex: Please! Ancestor! Don't do anything rash! That's the Omni-King! He's someone who can turn all the universes into "formatted hard drives" with a single thought!

Even the usually composed, elegant, and all-knowing angel Viss showed an extremely subtle hesitation in the hand holding the staff.

The High Priest's ever-present gentle smile froze for the first time, though it lasted only a fraction of a second, it was enough to show the unease in his heart.

He never expected that the Omni-King would suddenly make such a completely irregular, even extremely willful, request.

"Yay! Yay! Let's have a fight! Let's have a fight!"

However, the two Omni-Kings who were the culprits were completely unaware of the suffocating atmosphere on the field.

Like two children who have finally found their beloved toys, they clapped their hands and happily floated and spun around in front of the throne. Their pure joy and unquestionable will transformed into an invisible pressure that enveloped the entire Realm of Nothingness.

Faced with this will, any rules or procedures seem pale and powerless.

The high priest took a deep breath, and his smile returned to its usual flawless state.

He bowed slightly, and his gentle voice rang out again, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Since Lord Zeno is in such high spirits, then a special exhibition match will be added at the end of the preliminary battle."

"The match will be between Goku from Universe 7 and Lynn from Universe 13."

Upon hearing this, a certain figure in the Seventh Universe team instantly unleashed an unprecedented aura!

Sun Wukong!

The fatigue and exhaustion from the previous battles were instantly forgotten in this moment!

His eyes shone with an astonishing light, a pure desire of a warrior nation, the ultimate excitement of meeting a worthy opponent!

He didn't even pay attention to Beerus's murderous gaze beside him. He took a step forward and gave Lynn a bright smile on the other side of the ring, his white teeth shining brightly in the monotonous light of the Boundless Realm.

"Great, Lynn!"

"Finally, I can fight you fair and square!"

His voice was full of anticipation, and every word trembled slightly with excitement.

However, in stark contrast to him was the protagonist who was named.

Lynn looked disgusted, her two-year-old chubby cheeks puffing up in dissatisfaction.

He mumbled in a childish voice, not loud, but clearly heard by everyone.

"Ugh...this is so troublesome..."

"Why me...?"

"I just want to go back to sleep..."

His utterly lazy demeanor clashed sharply with the tense, almost frozen atmosphere around him, creating a stark and absurd contrast.

Kaido, Whitebeard, and the others twitched at the corners of their mouths. They were already used to their young master's behavior, but was it really okay for him to act like this in front of the Omni-King?

The high priest gave no one time to react, and gently tapped his staff.

hum.

Spatial transformation.

Sun Wukong and Lynn appeared simultaneously in the center of the dilapidated arena, facing each other from afar.

Battle is imminent!

"Alright, I'll go!"

Sun Wukong did not hesitate or test the waters at all.

He knew very well that holding back against an opponent of Lynn's caliber would be disrespectful to himself!

boom--!!!

A blue divine aura erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption!

The dazzling blue light tinged the entire Boundless Realm with a pale blue hue, and the terrifying air pressure caused the surrounding space to groan in agony, as if it were about to collapse under the weight of the pressure.

Super Saiyan Blue!

In an instant, Sun Wukong adjusted himself to his peak condition!

His eyes became incredibly sharp, and his fighting spirit reached its peak!

In contrast, Lynn remained as lazy as ever.

He let out a long yawn, and even managed to squeeze out a single, physiological tear from the corner of his eye.

He stretched, and his bones cracked and popped as if he had just woken up.

He seemed oblivious to Sun Wukong's terrifying aura, which was enough to make the planet tremble.

High above, the high priest's voice rang out calmly.

"The match begins!"

The moment the words fell!

Sun Wukong has vanished!

Without the spatial fluctuations of teleportation, without the trajectory of energy, it is the purest and most extreme speed!

It surpassed the gods, surpassed cause and effect, and surpassed the dynamic vision of 99% of the people present!

Krillin and Piccolo, who were far away, had their pupils shrink to the size of pinpoints. Before their brains could even process the words "The match has begun," Goku had already completely vanished from their sight!

The next moment!

He appeared before Lynn!

That innocent little face was magnified infinitely in his eyes.

With all the power of Super Saiyan Blue, a punch powerful enough to shatter stars, accompanied by a piercing shriek that seemed to tear everything apart, slammed into Lynn's face!

however!

The fist missed.

The terrifying fist wind was not hindered in any way, and it pierced straight out, creating a silent dimensional storm in the void tens of thousands of meters away.

Sun Wukong remained frozen in place, still in the stance of throwing a punch.

His face was filled with astonishment and disbelief.

What about people? !

A chill ran down his spine without warning, coming from behind him.

A lazy, sleepy, baby voice gently rang in his ear, so close it seemed to be speaking right next to his ear.

"Too slow, Wukong."

Your heart is too noisy.

Boom!

Sun Wukong's mind went completely blank!

He turned around abruptly, and what came into view was a scene he would never forget.

Lynn was standing less than half a meter behind him, appearing out of nowhere.

The little boy with black hair and black eyes was closing his eyes at that moment.

He had his hands behind his back, his expression serene, his breathing steady, and there was even a faint trace of drool at the corner of his mouth, as if he were about to fall asleep standing up at any moment.

There was no energy fluctuation from him.

There was no blood-red steam from the Eight Gates, no deep red flames from the Kaioken, no golden skeleton from Susanoo, and not even the golden hair of a Super Saiyan.

He stood there just like an ordinary two-year-old child.

Yet this seemingly harmless scene gave Sun Wukong an unprecedented and profound shock from the depths of his soul!

It's not a difference in strength!

It has nothing to do with speed!

That's an absolute crushing victory in terms of "level"!

It's like a primary school student who has just learned addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, suddenly encountering the vast formulas of calculus.

You can understand every symbol, but you can't understand the profound principles behind them at all!

Sun Wukong's pupils suddenly contracted.

He finally understood.

From the very beginning, the other party never considered him an "opponent" that needed to be defeated with force.

The speed that I was so proud of seemed like a slow-motion replay in the face of the absolute "emptiness" and "nothingness" of the other party.

The rapid beating of his heart with excitement and the battle strategies racing through his mind were perceived by the opponent as noisy as the chirping of cicadas in summer.

Is this... is this the true meaning of ultimate freedom?

Do not!

This has already transcended the realm of ultimate freedom!

This is……

Sun Wukong could find no words to describe the being before him.

He just stared blankly at the little boy with his eyes closed, as if he were sleepwalking, and for the first time, he began to waver in his belief in the "martial arts" that he had upheld all his life.