Chapter 30 Tragic Zamasu
"Pfft!"

Belsay aimed at Zamasu's shoulder and stabbed it hard, piercing through his shoulder blade and nailing him firmly to the ground.

"what……"

Zamasu screamed like a pig being slaughtered, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Look, you pierced my shoulder and I didn't even scream." Berset shook his head and said with a smile.

"Ah...Ah..." Zamasu was still wailing in pain.

"I have always been narrow-minded and I hold grudges. You stabbed my shoulder, so I will repay you double." Belset suddenly pulled out his knife.

"laugh……"

Bright red blood spurted from Zamasu's shoulder, looking particularly gorgeous under the sunlight.

Rumsey: "..."

Why do I feel like this guy is talking to me?

"Pfft!"

Then, Belsay stabbed with another flaming hand knife, which directly pierced through Zamasu's left shoulder.

"what……"

Zamasu once again let out a heart-wrenching cry, with endless fear and anger appearing in his eyes.

Zamasu stared at Belsay, his pupils filled with resentment.

If looks could kill, Belsay would have been killed several times by Zamasu by now.

"Why are your eyes so fierce?" Belsay snorted and slowly turned his hand knife, leaving a deeper and bigger wound on Zamasu's shoulder.

"Ah... ah ah ah..."

Zamasu's roar became even more terrible.

"This kid... is so ruthless..." Rumsey retreated to the side of Kess and whispered to her.

"Yes, yes, after all, he is a Saiyan from the fighting nation." Kos nodded, not surprised.

"I feel very conflicted. I feel like I'm cultivating a terrible opponent." Rumsey whispered.

"Lord Rumsey should think positively. Perhaps he is a very good partner." Kess chuckled. "Lord Rumsey and Belsey just now cooperated very well."

"What you said seems to make sense... After all, I have saved his family, and this kid has nothing to blame me for." Rumsey shook his nose and nodded thoughtfully.

But after he finished saying this, Rumsey suddenly came to his senses and slapped his forehead.

"Wait a minute, I'm the God of Destruction, what do I have to be afraid of?" Rumsey snorted, "Even if this kid practices for 1000 years, he will never be my opponent!"

Kess smiled strangely and said nothing.

"Hey, Chris, there's something wrong with your smile..." Rumsey had a bad feeling.

"I didn't say anything, Lord Rumsey." Kos replied with a smile.

"Hmph, let's go back and ask the prophecy bird." Rumsey shook his elephant trunk and whispered.

"That's a solution." Kess nodded.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Belsay slapped Zamasu's face several times, knocking him unconscious.

Then, Belsay clapped his hands calmly, turned his head to look at the King of the Worlds, Gvas, in the distance, and nodded slightly at Rumsey.

Ramsey quickly understood what Belsay meant and quickly stepped forward to pull Gevas up.

"Ouch..." Gewasi grimaced in pain, his mouth twitching constantly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "My old waist... I'm an old bone, Lord Rumsey, can you be gentler?"

"Stop talking nonsense, the North King Zamasu has fainted." Rumsey returned to the vicinity of Belsay and Zamasu carrying the kvass.

Gvas looked at Zamasu, who was covered in blood, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Just now, Kvass heard Zamasu's pig-slaughtering screams from a distance.

But who can be blamed for this?
Gervas shook his head and announced, "In the first test of strength for the trainee Kaioshin, Bell wins."

"That's more like it." Ramsey smiled complacently and stepped forward to pat Belset on the shoulder. "Wait a minute!" Belset disagreed.

Gewas was stunned.

"He hasn't admitted defeat yet. He must admit defeat in person. That's what the rules of the game said." Berset smiled.

"This... is not necessary... he has fainted." Gervas replied.

"What does Lord Rumsey think?" Belsay looked at Rumsey.

"I think so too. In this case, we must make that guy named Zamasu admit defeat himself, otherwise it would be unfair to win." Rumsey shook his elephant trunk and said with a smile, "What if that guy refuses to admit defeat after waking up? Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to take the initiative here?"

"Well... okay, wake him up and see what Zamasu means." Gvas felt that what Rumsey said was correct. It was not a complicated matter anyway.

Just wake up Zamasu and ask him.

"Crack! Crack!"

Belsay stepped forward again and slapped Zamasu twice.

After these two slaps, Zamasu became even more dizzy and didn't wake up.

Gervas was speechless.

Are you afraid that he is not dizzy enough?
"Hey, wake up, wake up quickly." Belset said, and slapped him several times.

Zamasu's face was swollen.

Then, Zamasu seemed to regain some consciousness, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at Belsay with some horror.

"Snapped!"

Belsay kicked Zamasu in the face again.

Zamasu, who had just woken up, tilted his head again and fainted.

Even Kvass couldn't bear to look at it.

“It’s not easy to wake up.” Berset sighed.

"Try it with water," suggested Rumsey.

"That's a good idea." Belsay nodded, waved his hand towards a lake dozens of miles away, and shouted, "Water!"

"call out!"

A column of water came rapidly from a distant lake and hit Zamasu directly in the face.

"Ouch..."

Zamasu immediately woke up from his coma, shook his head, and struggled to get up from the ground, trembling with fear like a frightened little rabbit.

"Zamasu, do you admit defeat?" Gvas hurried forward and asked, fearing that he would continue to be beaten.

To Gewas, Zamasu is his subordinate and the King of the Realm who governs the northern universe.

Being beaten like this by a human being, Gewas felt as if he was hit in the face.

"I admit defeat... I admit defeat." Zamasu responded immediately.

"Snapped!"

Belsay kicked Zamasu and knocked him to the ground.

Gewas was really speechless.

He has already admitted defeat, why are you still fighting?

"Is that all you have to say?" Belsay stepped on Zamasu's head and asked slowly, "Would you like to say it again later? It's impossible for me to admit defeat?"

"No more, I won't say anymore..." Zamasu said hurriedly.

"You'd better behave yourself and don't play any tricks in front of me." Rumsey snorted, glared at Zamasu and threatened.

Zamasu lowered his head.

"Announce the results of the game quickly." Ramsey ordered Gervasi.

(End of this chapter)