"My, my, such a rare battle, of course, I had to come and see," Whis said with a smile.
"You're just here to watch?" Rumssi wasn't entirely reassured.
"Does Lord Rumssi mean you want us to go up and help?" Whis smiled, "Wouldn't that be inappropriate? We wouldn't feel right about helping Vegeta fight our father."
Rumssi: "..."
Is that what 'help' meant?
But that was good, it seemed these Angels had no intention of intervening for now.
If they all attacked at once, could Vegeta handle it alone?
"By the way, Whis, what were you just saying?" Heles asked from the side, "You said Vegeta had already transformed?"
"Yes, Vegeta's appearance hasn't changed, but he's actually using the energy of transformation. He's fused all his transformations together and contained the energy emitted by the transformations within his body," Whis explained. "This way, he can ensure his own energy doesn't leak out and can sustain the fight for a long time."
"Oh my, Vegeta is constantly using his powerful regenerative abilities to repair the damage caused by containing the energy within his body," Vados added.
"So that's how it is," Rumssi finally understood.
The battle between Vegeta and the Grand Minister continued.
They had already exchanged tens of thousands of blows.
Their fight had lasted for a full ten minutes.
At present, they appeared to be evenly matched.
Everyone present could see that Vegeta still had his hands in his pockets, showing no intention of using them.
Despite this, Vegeta had not been defeated.
As for the Grand Minister, he seemed a little restless.
"You've contained the energy of all three of the Ultra Ego transformations... At first, I thought you had truly reached the realm of merging with this world. That is my realm!" the Grand Minister said calmly.
"Saiyans have their own way of fighting. I will not merge with this world," Vegeta shook his head.
"You are unable to merge with it, aren't you?" the Grand Minister chuckled.
"Grand Minister, your composure is breaking," Vegeta suddenly blocked the Grand Minister's incoming punch with a kick and smiled at him, "After fighting for so long, you still haven't defeated me! Dare you say your composure isn't shattered!"
The Grand Minister remained silent.
"We've been fighting for about ten minutes, and you still can't beat me even with my hands in my pockets," Vegeta said with a smile.
The Grand Minister took a deep breath.
"I think it's about time. It's time to take my hands out," Vegeta's smile widened.
The Grand Minister's expression also became serious.
"Then..." Vegeta slowly withdrew his hands from his pockets.
And at the moment Vegeta revealed his hands.
"Rumble!"
Endless energy surged from Vegeta's body.
Vegeta's entire body was radiating light of various colors.
Simultaneously, the color of Vegeta's hair became a riot of colors, with various lights flashing brilliantly, making him look incredibly magnificent.
"Ultra Ego Four!" Vegeta's smile reappeared.
"What?" the Grand Minister's face changed drastically.
"Bang!"
Vegeta casually waved his hand, and a streak of multicolored energy instantly enveloped the Grand Minister.
The Grand Minister reacted with extreme speed, crossing his arms to try and block the incoming multicolored energy.
However, as the multicolored energy appeared before him, the Grand Minister could distinctly feel the fear emanating from it.
"Boom!"
The multicolored energy effortlessly broke through the Grand Minister's defenses.
The Grand Minister was sent flying backward.
"Pfft..."
Blood spurted from the Grand Minister's mouth, and he felt utterly terrible.
"Swish!"
Vegeta instantly appeared behind the Grand Minister, gently raised his hand, stopped the Grand Minister's backward momentum, and immobilized him.
The Grand Minister was stunned and mechanically turned his head to look at Vegeta.
"Do you wish to continue, Grand Minister?" Vegeta's smile returned.
"Very well, then..." the Grand Minister wiped the blood from his lips and slowly said, "We will not continue... I concede."
Vegeta was about to deliver another palm strike when he immediately stopped upon hearing the Grand Minister's words.
"Oh? Are you sure you concede?" Vegeta was slightly taken aback, not expecting the Grand Minister to surrender so readily.
"Indeed," the Grand Minister nodded solemnly.
"Does that mean your three daughters are mine now!" Vegeta exclaimed, brimming with excitement and anticipation.
The Grand Minister: "..."
"Hey, Vados, Whis, Makarita, did you hear that? The Grand Minister has betrothed you to me!" Vegeta shouted towards Whis's group.
Whis: "..."
Vados: "..."
Makarita: "..."
"Grand Minister, say something! Don't go back on your word," Vegeta urged.
"I admit that my strength is inferior to yours, so I have decided to step down as Grand Minister and yield this position to you," the Grand Minister said with a serious expression. "From this day forward, you shall be the Grand Minister of this world!"
Upon hearing this, Beerus and the others were petrified.
If Vegeta became the Grand Minister, would they ever have a good life again?
He would torment them to death.
"Lord Grand Minister, think again!" Beerus was close to tears.
"Oh? I am the new Grand Minister of this world?" Vegeta blinked.
"Indeed, you are more suited to be the Grand Minister," the Grand Minister nodded. "Moreover, you have developed the universe so well. It would be a waste if you weren't the Grand Minister."
"Mhm, mhm, mhm, I agree completely," the Omni-King immediately flew over and nodded vigorously at Vegeta. "Vegeta, from now on, you are the new Grand Minister."
"I said, regardless of whether I win or lose, I would resign from my current divine position!" Vegeta shook his head. "I've worked hard for so many years, I'm tired of this constant work!"
"You can indeed resign from your current position as God of Destruction," the Grand Minister smiled. "But as the Grand Minister, you don't have to personally do the work. You can guide these Gods of Destruction, so it won't be as tiring."
Vegeta thought carefully. The Grand Minister's words seemed to have some logic.
From now on, he wouldn't have to do the work himself.
He would just guide them in their work.
"Think about it carefully," the Grand Minister continued. "And you wanted to marry my daughters, didn't you? Do you think you are worthy as a God of Destruction?"
"I think my hands, which I just took out of my pockets, are worthy," Vegeta replied.
"This way, we can't have a conversation," the Grand Minister huffed. "Think about it carefully. I will await your answer in three days."