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Vermoud's eyes twitched, his face contorting with rage. "Impossible! There is no way Son Goku can achieve Perfected Ultra Instinct under these conditions!" Despite his loud protest, a cold surge of unease washed over him, mirroring his reaction in the video.
He had witnessed the Saiyans' performance during the Tournament of Power firsthand. To be honest, he felt like reporting them all for cheating.
Universe 11 should have secured an easy victory, yet because of Son Goku, Vegeta, and their persistent lot, the entire situation had spiraled out of control. Was it truly possible for this man to reach that ultimate state? He refused to believe it—not in Goku's current battered condition.
Still, it was better to be safe than sorry. Vermoud watched his video counterpart with total approval, silently urging Jiren to finish the job. End him now, Jiren! Don't give Kakarot a single second to mount a comeback!
The rest of Universe 11 shared his desperation, praying for Jiren to eliminate the Saiyan threat immediately. However, the viewers across the multiverse were beginning to lean the other way. Sengoku stroked his chin thoughtfully, remarking, "Vegeta is right; these Saiyans are truly terrifying. Perhaps Son Goku really can reach that height.
" Kakashi nodded in agreement, adding, "I hope he does. It's the only way Universe 7 has a chance of winning." Duanmu Yan chimed in, "I just hope he can hold on and not get knocked out by Jiren before it happens." Even Tien Shinhan shouted his support: "That's right! Goku, you have to persevere!"
Aside from Universe 11, nearly every viewer was rooting for the miracle. They weren't necessarily wishing for Universe 11's destruction; they simply yearned to witness the legendary form of Perfected Ultra Instinct.
These comments sent the members of Universe 11 into a mental meltdown. Do these people want Jiren to lose? Do they want our universe erased just to see a transformation? they wondered indignantly. But the video marched on, indifferent to their protests.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta's voice rang out across the arena, heavy with emotion. "I'm entrusting my pride and my promise to you! If you lose, I will never forgive you! Surpass the realm of the gods and defeat Jiren! Kakarot!" Driven by the Prince's resolve, Goku unleashed a fresh wave of golden Ki, throwing himself back into the fray. Their fists collided with bone-shattering force, though to the untrained eye, the stalemate remained unchanged.
High in the spectator stands, Whis looked on with a knowing smile. "It seems the situation is shifting," the Angel remarked calmly. "The surge in his aura isn't chaotic; it's accelerating through the pure friction of the collision. Goku is facing Jiren with a mind stripped of all distraction.
He is wholeheartedly embracing the battle, allowing his spirit to burn with an intense flame. The destruction of his universe, the power gap, his own fear and anxiety—it is all being consumed by that fire. All he feels now is himself, his opponent, and the fight. Eventually, even that awareness will fade, becoming something faster and deeper than mere instinct. Beyond that lies..."
Whis didn't finish the thought, but his meaning was clear. Duanmu Yan gasped, "So Goku is actually entering the state of Perfected Ultra Instinct?" Tien Shinhan added, "We're finally going to see it.
" Kakashi, ever the strategist, questioned, "How does Whis know so much? He talks as if he's seen the end of the road already." Akira, watching with the keen insight of a transmigrator, noted Whis's composure. Zhang Chulan speculated, "As the teacher of a God of Destruction, he has to be special. Maybe he can use it too?"
Lord Beerus snorted at the screen. "You guessed right. Whis has already mastered Perfected Ultra Instinct. In fact, for him and all the Angels, that state is their natural baseline." The revelation sent shockwaves through the dimensions. Krillin stammered, "You mean the Angels are always in Ultra Instinct?" Beerus confirmed, "You could say that."
The viewers across the myriad worlds were floored. They knew the Angels were powerful, but this put it into perspective. A state that even the Gods of Destruction struggled to reach—a state Goku was literally dying to achieve—was as natural as breathing to Whis. If Whis said Goku was going to make it, then it was a near certainty.
Vermoud's mind was nearing its breaking point. He could ignore Beerus, but he couldn't ignore an Angel's assessment. His heart hammered against his ribs. How is this possible? He's out of stamina!
Where is he getting the energy to transform, let alone trade blows with Jiren? Does Ultra Instinct restore your health? He searched his knowledge of the technique, but he had never heard of it possessing such properties. There was only one logical conclusion left in his panicked mind: "He's cheating! Son Goku has to be cheating!"