Chapter 133: End
"Damn!"
Thinking this possibility, Champa's expression turned somewhat gloomy. Watching Turles's calm face, a trace of wariness flashed through his eyes.
But immediately, Champa reacted—this wasn't Ultra Instinct. Because Ultra Instinct was a divine technique he'd also trained in. Naturally he knew this divine technique's difficulty.
However, Turles's earlier movements dodging his attacks were identical to Ultra Instinct. That's what made him mistakenly assume it was Ultra Instinct.
"Boy, how exactly did you do that?"
After contemplating for ages without figuring out how Turles managed it, Champa felt somewhat irritated. He directly asked Turles.
Currently, Turles's reaction was somewhat peculiar.
Turles also hadn't expected transforming into Super Saiyan God would amplify him so tremendously.
Pseudo-Ultra Instinct was a technique he'd previously created based on his powerful mental strength talent. But since creating it, he'd rarely had opportunities to use it.
The reason naturally was this technique's mental power consumption was simply enormous. Even with Turles's current strength, he could only maintain it briefly. Moreover, using it had some side effects.
But after using it this time, Turles had different feelings.
Because he discovered pseudo-Ultra Instinct's consumption seemingly decreased.
No—more accurately, Super Saiyan God divine power replaced part of the mental power consumption. Moreover, compared to mental power, this divine power seemed more suitable as driving force.
Recalling how Super Saiyan God required five Saiyans' heart power injection, Turles had a speculation.
While Turles contemplated these matters, he somewhat neglected Champa's presence.
"Boy, you're seeking death!"
Champa had never been ignored like this. A surge of fury immediately rose in his heart. The God of Destruction power permeating his body began raging.
Champa—angered beyond reason—could no longer heed Vados's earlier reminder. Destruction energy quickly condensed in his hand, then he threw it toward Turles.
Though his mind contemplated Super Saiyan God power's wonders, Turles's bodily instincts remained. As destruction energy was about to approach, Turles's body reacted.
Turles slightly raised his head. Vermillion eyes flashed with brilliance. Next moment, he slowly extended his right hand, similarly condensing an energy sphere in his palm.
This energy sphere looked extremely similar to the destruction energy Champa released—especially its interior containing continuously rotating tiny light points like stars.
Moreover, most critically, this red energy sphere emanated a destruction aura extremely similar to destruction energy.
"Destruction power!"
Seeing the energy sphere in Turles's hand, not only Champa but even the observing Vados showed some surprise.
After all, Turles was an apprentice Supreme Kai. Even using divine power, it should be the creation power belonging exclusively to Supreme Kais. How could he use destruction power?
That's right—what Turles used was precisely the destruction power he'd learned from God of Destruction Rumush earlier. However, this time Turles could activate it through Super Saiyan God power.
Just as Champa felt somewhat surprised, the two energies finally contacted.
No explosion whatsoever. No sound whatsoever. Like two water drops touching, they merely caused faint ripples in space, then mutually eroded each other, annihilating into the void.
Seeing his destruction power could truly block Champa's God of Destruction power, though Turles's face still showed no fluctuation, his heart released a breath of relief.
After relaxing, Turles grew excited. Since he could withstand Champa's God of Destruction power, he could completely relax. Then next came properly fighting Champa once.
This would also let him quickly familiarize himself with Super Saiyan God power.
Thinking this, even Turles's nearly ice-cold emotions due to pseudo-Ultra Instinct couldn't help growing somewhat excited.
Turles raised his head looking toward the opposite Champa. Though his gaze remained unchanged, Champa clearly sensed a trace of provocation.
"Hmph!"
Champa couldn't help releasing a cold snort. Then his body vanished from place, launching another attack on Turles.
Next second, fierce collision sounds rang out again inside the protective barrier. Moreover, because both mobilized God of Destruction power, this battle's intensity rose another level. Even the protective barrier seemed somewhat precarious.
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On the other side, Vados quickly recovered from surprise at Turles. Seeing the somewhat swaying protective barrier, helplessly, she produced her staff and reinforced it again.
While reinforcing the protective barrier, Vados's mind still contemplated earlier thoughts.
"This Turles-san is clearly an apprentice Supreme Kai, yet can use destruction power. Truly somewhat strange. Who taught him? Also, that divine power feels somewhat familiar..."
No wonder Vados thought this way—because this matter was indeed strange.
According to universal cultivation systems, if someone already served as Supreme Kai or God of Destruction, they'd basically remain in that Supreme Kai or God of Destruction position until the end.
Though some Supreme Kais pursued strength, making their true power reach or even exceed Gods of Destruction, fundamentally they still belonged to Supreme Kai lineage.
But like Turles—comprehending destruction power during the apprentice Supreme Kai stage—even in Vados's long life, this was extremely rare.
If merely this alone, though Vados felt somewhat surprised, it wouldn't warrant such attention.
The key was still the Super Saiyan God power on Turles's body. This power gave Vados an inexplicably familiar feeling.
"Saiyan! Could it be—"
Suddenly, Vados seemed to remember something. Her face flashed with realization.
After recovering, Vados watched the two battling fighters. Her mouth corners slightly rose. Softly murmuring:
"Whis, looks like big sister will have to wrong you this time!"
After speaking, Vados's figure gradually blurred.
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On the field, Turles and Champa's battle entered white-hot intensity. Red and purple energies continuously collided, leaving pitch-black cracks in the air.
Turles possessed pseudo-Ultra Instinct, always able to dodge Champa's attacks through minimal movements.
While Champa had abundant combat experience. Though he hadn't mastered Ultra Instinct, he'd witnessed it under Vados's training. So both were temporarily evenly matched.
However, as time passed, Turles already clearly felt his Super Saiyan God power beginning to fade.
After all, this power was essentially borrowed, not his own.
Fortunately, with this experience, he believed he could soon reach Super Saiyan God through his own power.
Having fought Champa this long, Turles had already satisfied his battle desire. So after sensing divine power somewhat fading, Turles began considering how to stop fighting.
Otherwise, once divine power faded—if Champa got desperate—he had no confidence withstanding God of Destruction power.
Just as Turles contemplated stopping the battle, a staff blocked before both.
The staff was small, yet easily dissipated the energy escaping from their battle.
Seeing this, Turles's heart completely relaxed.
"Huff, huff, huff, Vados!"
Intense battle placed considerable burden on Champa's somewhat obese physique. After stopping, Champa was somewhat breathless.
"Oh my, Lord Champa, your training quota for today has already been met. Training more won't be good for your body!"
Seemingly already guessing what Champa wanted to say, Vados interrupted him before he could speak. After finishing, she didn't forget winking at Turles.
"You! You!"
Hearing Vados say this, Champa was furious. His finger trembled pointing at Vados, unable to speak.
Seeing Vados intervene and even signal him, Turles immediately reacted. After exiting transformation, his face showed admiration, praising:
"Lord Champa truly deserves being God of Destruction. Such strength is truly admirable. I must also thank Lord Champa for showing mercy!"
After speaking, he didn't forget giving a thumbs-up.
"Of course—how would I, Champa, bother with a mortal?"
Champa was easily appeased. After Turles's praise, he immediately forgot being angry. Raising his head, he accepted Turles's admiration.
Vados looked at Turles with surprise. She hadn't expected Turles would be so perceptive, so easily understanding her signal.
Turles naturally saw the surprise in Vados's eyes. However, he didn't explain. Just continued: "After such long training, Lord Champa must be hungry. I happen to have some delicacies. Lord Champa can try them."
"Delicacies? What delicacies could you have that compare to my Haust bird eggs?"
Hearing Turles mention delicacies, Champa immediately felt somewhat disdainful, immediately taunting.
In Champa's understanding, the world's best delicacy was Haust bird eggs. Other foods were trash before them.
However, hearing Turles say this, he seemed to feel somewhat hungry. Involuntarily rubbing his belly, he looked pitifully toward Vados—clearly wanting Vados to give him a Haust bird egg.
Turles naturally knew what Champa's so-called delicacies were. Hearing his taunt, he didn't refute. Just mysteriously smiled: "Lord Champa might as well try before speaking!"
After speaking, Turles began descending toward the ground.
This piqued Champa's interest instead. After exchanging glances with Vados, both followed down.
After landing, they saw a house suddenly appear. Currently Turles was bustling about inside.
Before long, Champa's nostrils twitched. Unable to resist swallowing, he asked Vados: "Vados, do you smell it?"
Vados also felt somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected Turles possessed this skill. Just from the aroma, she knew this must be a delicacy.
After all, she wasn't like Champa—capable of eating Haust bird eggs for ages.
"Coming!"
Just as Champa could barely restrain himself, Turles emerged from the kitchen.
After Turles came out, Champa's attention focused on the plates in his hands—because the fragrance he'd smelled came from these two plates.
Seeing Turles place the plates on the table, Champa walked over seemingly casually. After secretly swallowing once, he asked with feigned disdain: "What is this?"
Watching Champa's appearance, Turles inwardly chuckled. Eyes rolling, he deliberately showed a surprised expression: "Lord Champa doesn't know?"
"Uh!"
Hearing Turles say this, Champa's face froze. Mouth slightly open, not knowing what to say. His heart began secretly doubting:
'Could this be something common? Why would he ask like this?'
Seeing Champa bluffed, Turles's mouth corners rose. But next second, his expression also froze—because his gaze met a half-smiling beautiful face.
'Damn, how'd I forget about her!'
Noticing Vados watching him, Turles felt somewhat annoyed. Not daring to keep teasing, he quickly produced utensils, placing them before both: "Please try!"
Champa had long been hooked by this delicacy's aroma. Before Turles finished speaking, he picked up chopsticks and grabbed some.
As for Vados, she didn't immediately pick up chopsticks. Just looked at Turles with meaningful eyes. Until Turles's smile could barely hold, only then did she let him go, elegantly beginning to taste.
The first bite—Vados's eyes brightened. Her mouth corners hooked, then her movements quickened.
Seeing this, Turles's heart finally completely relaxed.
Speaking of which, the delicacy Turles made wasn't any special dish. Due to time constraints, he'd only made simple fried eggs.
However, with Earth's seasonings, even simple fried eggs—for Champa who considered boiled Haust eggs delicious—were more than sufficient.
However, Vados's attitude left Turles somewhat puzzled.
Especially that meaningful gaze earlier—made Turles feel his little schemes had already been seen through.
But soon Turles tossed this question aside. Since Vados didn't expose him on the spot, that meant no problems.
Clink!
The sound of chopsticks touching plate pulled Turles's attention back. Looking up, he discovered the plate before Champa had already emptied.
"Ahem!"
Noticing Turles looking at him, Champa suppressed the urge to lick the plate. After coughing lightly, his mouth disdainfully stated: "Just average!"
If I hadn't seen the residue at your mouth corners, I'd almost believe you.
Turles inwardly rolled his eyes at Champa's plate-dropping chef-cursing behavior. However, his mouth flattered: "Indeed, indeed. I'd originally hoped satisfying Lord Champa. Didn't expect Lord Champa wouldn't fancy it. Then I'll just dump the rest!"
After speaking, Turles stood up, about to walk toward the kitchen.
"There's more?"
Hearing Turles say this, Champa's eyes immediately brightened. Before Turles could react, he vanished from sight.
"Hehe, Turles-san seems to understand Lord Champa quite well!"
Just as Turles felt somewhat smug, a crisp voice poured down like cold water.
Stiffly turning his head, Vados's half-smiling expression appeared in his sight.
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