Danmachi: Bell Gojo through the fictional Multiverse

The arena buzzed with anticipation as the first match of the Universe 6 vs. Universe 7 tournament was announced. Whis and Vados floated above the arena, their serene voices carrying the announcement.

"The first match," Vados began, "will be Goku of Universe 7 versus Botamo of Universe 6."

Cheers erupted from the crowd, and Goku bounded into the ring, stretching his arms and rolling his shoulders. Across from him, Botamo, a rotund yellow bear-like creature, stepped forward, his confident grin never wavering.

The gong sounded, and the battle commenced. Goku dashed forward, his fists blazing with energy as he landed a series of punches on Botamo's torso. To his surprise, Botamo didn't budge.

"Huh," Goku muttered, dodging a slow swing from Botamo. "You're tough. That's good!"

He launched a Kamehameha directly at Botamo's chest, the beam blasting him back slightly. But Botamo absorbed the energy like a sponge, his body wobbling and then returning to form.

Botamo chuckled. "Give up, little Saiyan. No attack of yours can hurt me!"

Goku frowned, dodging another sluggish strike. "If my attacks don't work, maybe I'll just have to think of something else."

The Saiyan danced around Botamo, landing more blows, trying to discern a weakness. Then, as Botamo lunged forward, Goku noticed his opponent's poor balance.

"Got it!" Goku grinned.

Leaping over Botamo's wide arms, Goku grabbed his legs, lifted the massive creature off the ground with a surge of power, and began dragging him toward the edge of the arena.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Botamo shouted, flailing.

"Winning!" Goku quipped, his grin widening as he hurled Botamo out of the ring.

The gong sounded, and Vados announced, "The winner of the first match: Goku of Universe 7!"

The crowd erupted in cheers as Goku waved to his team, jogging back to the sidelines.

"The next match will be Goku of Universe 7 versus Frost of Universe 6," Whis declared.

Frost entered the ring with a polite bow, his demeanor a stark contrast to his Universe 7 counterpart, Frieza. "It is an honor to face you," Frost said warmly.

Goku scratched his head. "You're nothing like Frieza. You're nice."

Frost chuckled. "I try to uphold a more peaceful image for my people. But I won't hold back."

The two began their fight, starting in base forms. Goku quickly gained the upper hand, forcing Frost to transform into his second and then his third form.

"Come on," Goku teased. "You've got more in the tank, don't you? Let's see your full power!"

Frost nodded and transformed into his final form, a sleek and powerful figure. His aura flared as he charged at Goku. Their blows created shockwaves that reverberated throughout the arena.

As the battle raged on, Bell, observing intently, noticed Frost's movements were too deliberate, too calculated. Then he saw it—subtle glints of metal emerging from Frost's wrists during an exchange.

"Hold the match!" Bell shouted, standing.

The arena fell silent as all eyes turned to him. Bell pointed at Frost, his expression stern. "Frost, remove the poison-tipped needles you've hidden in your wrists."

Frost's face turned pale. "What?! I have no such thing!"

Bell's energy flared slightly. "Do it, or I'll do it for you."

Champa stood, glaring. "What's the meaning of this, accusing my fighter of cheating?!"

Beerus snarled back. "You've got some nerve recruiting scum like this into your team!"

Frost hesitated, but under the scrutiny of Vados and Whis, he reluctantly revealed the hidden needles. Gasps echoed through the arena as Whis confiscated the devices.

"Well, well," Whis said, his voice calm but sharp. "It seems Bell was correct. These are indeed laced with a paralyzing poison. Quite unsportsmanlike."

Frost bowed his head, feigning remorse. "I deeply regret my actions. I only wished to ensure victory for my universe."

Goku, wobbling slightly, spoke up. "He already got me with some of that poison during our handshake earlier. I think I'm done for this match."

The crowd murmured as Goku stepped out of the ring, collapsing onto the sidelines where Bell and Vegeta helped him recover.

Piccolo was the next to step into the arena. He fought valiantly, using his superior tactics and energy manipulation to keep Frost on the defensive. However, loss of the poison had weakened Frost only slightly, and his final form's sheer power overwhelmed the Namekian.

After a grueling battle, Frost managed to land a decisive blow, knocking Piccolo out of the ring.

As Piccolo staggered back to the Universe 7 bench, Vegeta stood, offering the Namekian a rare high five. "Good effort, Namekian. I'll finish what you started."

Piccolo smirked and returned the gesture. "Don't hold back, Vegeta."

The Saiyan Prince leapt into the arena, his aura flaring as he stared down Frost.

"You've cheated your way through enough battles," Vegeta growled. "It's time someone put you in your place."

The gong rang out, signaling the start of the next match.

To Be Continued…