Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

"Even if you push your strength down to the same level as yours, you're still far behind."

"I should have told you when I was in Jotunheim?"

Under the moonlight, the man directly stepped on the woman on the soles of his feet, bent over, put his right arm on his thigh, and stretched out two fingers with his left hand towards Hai, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth:

"If you want to beat me, you are [-] years too early."

Completely lost the ability to resist, Hela, who was out of breath, was unwilling to hit the ground, but was helpless and powerless to refute.

Newly added goal: When she becomes so powerful in the future, she must step on Beckett!

Hela, who was rubbing her chest in pain, gritted her teeth.

And not far from the two of them, the other, who was holding a scepter, was eating melons and fruits, and chatting with the robot cat Woz, who was holding a bottle of Saka engine oil and drinking.

These two fight every time they meet.

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Saka, another day of peace.

The roaring explosions have already made every Saka star used to it. They should eat and drink, and the initial panic is completely gone on their faces.

"How long do you think Hella can last this time?"

Gao Tianzun, who was leaning on the side of the stands, looked at the two figures who were "fighting" in the field, and instinctively wanted to start a gamble with itchy hands.

"One minute?"

"Still two minutes?"

"Probably, there should be a minute..."

After a few days of getting along, Jennifer's fear of Gao Tianzun gradually dissipated.

And among the people present, there are, and only her identity is more suitable for talking to Gao Tianzun.

Zola is a slave in the arena, and the other is Beckett's subordinate, not to mention Woz, who is the same as the other, that is, Jennifer, who was once the leader of the Gafar rebel army, barely matches the leader.

"Would you like to bet something?"

"For example, if you lose, you will stay on Saka and help me do things?"

Gao Tianzun turned around, and Jennifer was a little uncomfortable with his eager eyes.

"Grandmaster, the teacher once told me about you." Jennifer declined.

Such a moody and bullying boss is not what Jennifer wants.

"Ah, that's it..." Gao Tianzun nodded clearly, turned around and continued to cast his gaze on the two people who had already decided the winner, with his hands resting on the railing of the stand, his eyes flickering.

In the huge arena, frost spread all over.

The [Goddess of Death's Forgiveness] under the blessing of death's divinity failed to cause any damage to Beckett at all.

"call……"

Hela, who flipped back and lost her strength, quietly landed, her chest heaved rapidly, and her breathing was obviously a little disordered.

"That's it."

Beckett's voice followed like a shadow, and Hela looked back in horror, and an arm with condensed muscles had already appeared in front of her!

【what? ! 】

【when? ! 】

The rough palm directly locked her throat, and the powerful force struck, and Hela's body fell to the ground under this force!

The black tights engraved with mysterious patterns kept rubbing against the broken ground, and Hela, whose throat was locked by Beckett, was like a puppet that could be manipulated at will, allowing him to drag a long trace on the ground !

boom!

Dragging all the way to the end of the arena, Hela's body was firmly pressed against the stone wall by Beckett!

"The thirty-third time, you lost." The energy of his fingertips gathered and did not dissipate. Beckett raised his head, and the corner of his mouth still had the smile that disgusted Hela.

"Tsk." Hila turned her head, she didn't want to see this man's proud look.

"As expected of His Royal Highness Beckett!"

"So powerful, the princess of Asgard is helpless against you!"

In the stands, the other repeated what he had said thirty-two times before. Beside him, Woz, who was sitting on a stand chair with two short legs dangling in the air, held half of his body in his arms. The tall engine oil barrel was gurgling with its head up.

"Stop drinking Woz, it's over."

The other, who couldn't see past it, stabbed Woz's belly with the scepter in his hand, and the doraemon with the remaining oil stains on the corner of his mouth looked up blankly, blinking a pair of big eyes, knowing nothing.

"what?"

"I just started?"

"Why is it over?"

The little Doraemon's chubby face was full of bewilderment.

Hela, who limped off the arena, turned dark when she heard these words, and remained silent.