Gah!
Heh...
Water Ball!
...So, you're saying that you have obtained the full power of Ultra Instinct...?
You bet! Thanks to Shaggy, I'm stronger than ever before!
...Show it to me. I want to see Ultra Instinct's "true power" for myself.
...I'd like to show you, Vegeta. Really, I do. But a power like that isn't for display.
...So, if you use Ultra Instinct's power for too long, you will die. Is that right? ...Hmph. What a disappointment.
...So, are you going to go for Robbie Rotten's Berserk Instinct? It may be more your style than Ultra Instinct...
...Hmph. Don't be so foolish, Kakarot. I have need for neither of those techniques. I aim for power that is all my own.
Gee, Vegeta. Even after the aftermath of the Tournament of Power gave us bodies that never age, you're still the same guy from all those centuries ago, huh?
Don't go acting like you aren't still the same blubbering oaf from all those years ago, yourself!
WOAH! Calm down, Vegeta; I was just saying! Sheesh, no need to get all touchy about it...
...Hmph. (Just you wait, Kakarot; I will surpass you... And I will do so all without these "Instinct" transformations...)
In any case, I haven't called you here because I wanted to do a show with you... Well, technically I have, but for a completely different reason.
I'll just get straight to the point: All three of you possess great combat ability that should be excellent for ratings for our newest Primetime television event: I want all three of you to compete in my fighting tournament.
I see. And what makes you think we will accept your invitation to compete?
Why, because of money, of course; There is a 1,000,000 Zenny prize for the victor. And not only that, but I am also offering 1,000 Zenny each for your participation. So, win or lose, all three of you are GUARANTEED to be 1,000 Zenny richer! You've joined tournaments in the past for less, after all, Beta my boy!
Please, do not call me that.
Oh, please! We have a history together, don't we? Remember Beta Man in the Underground?
I'm pretty sure that ANYONE who has ever known it existed doesn't want to remember Beta Man in the Underground.
We're getting off-topic here.
Right, right. So, what do you say? Shall we register you on our roster?
...*Sigh* Well, you have indeed proven that being in another universe entirely has never broken my ties to you and the company...
...Very well. We'll go along with this little tournament of yours.
(And who knows... Perhaps this is finally my chance to prove myself against my world's Beta Man!)
...Why aren't we dead yet?
Oh, right, Regulus. He's de-- gone. H-he's gone.
So we aren't doomed then.
Oh no, we are definitely boned should any potential backups of him appear. But that won't be for.... a billion years time, four tops. So we still have some time left.
..Hmm. Well, that's a relief.
Oh yeah. Where'd that A. Rock guy and his friend go? Weren't they here a minute ago?
They left to do... something. I don't really have any idea as all I did them if it was for the tournament and they said no. Well, at least they'll be taking their hijinks with them.
...So we're alll alone?
Yeah, why?
Oh~...
...No reason.
I'm sorry wha--
Look... if this is about using all your shampoo, I'm sorry. I'll by some la--
You idiot. This isn't about shampoo or any other trivialities. This is about you paying a price equal-- no, a cost tenfold more to mine.
Huh. And here I thought you were the furthest thing from the emo type.
...Dense as ever, are you? Let me put it in the forthmost simplistic manner of speech so that an dense airhead such as yourself can understand.
I am not Pop. Or rather... this isn't her speaking.
!?!?!?
Hup!
Heah!
Hmph...
Time for some new features...
Oil Slider!
Comin' 4 ya-
FU-
I know just what to do... NYEHEHEGEHHEHEGef
Who's the real one now?
Heheh...
A tourney, you say...
Well, looks like something to look forward to fighting in. Besides...
Us defensive wall-types could use a bit more recognition. People these days underestimate the value of being able to sponge utterly obscene levels of damage.
Another Tournament, huh...
May as well try my hand at ANOTHER one of these. I'm not ringing up Imp Man though, I'm not gonna let him cause the match do drag on further than it's supposed to.
Gah! Argh...
Ah, I see your call has been completed... Say, who was calling us, anyways?
A man who seemed interested in signing up for the tournament himself, sir... Claimed to have been the champion of another tournament, ages ago.
Interesting... Who was this man, anyways?
...I believe he referred to himself as Mr. Satan, sir.
...Mr. Satan... I've heard of him. He's a huge celebrity, many centuries ago, actually.
That kind of celebrity endorsement... is EXACTLY what we need for the Tournament.
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