"Hey! What the hell is going on?" Beerus suddenly shouted up at Champa and Vados, both of whom were hovering above the ring.

"We're just making some minor modifications to the ring," Champa replied, averting his gaze.

"What sort of modifications? I didn't approve anything," he argued hotly, going up there to get in his face.

"I'm having Vados set up a barrier for the safety of the spectators," he said. "And if someone touches it it'll be considered a ring out."

"Absolutely not!" Beerus yelled angrily. "I didn't approve any changes to the rules!"

"Fine so let's discuss it."

"No, you don't have any justification for this modification, so I absolutely refuse!"

Champa growled in frustration, but ultimately said, "Fine. Vados, never mind." He went back to his area, and told his next fighter, "Well, get a move on, Magetta! Barrier or not make sure you win."

The robot picked up a vat of lava with its metallic claw, and jumped down to the ring in with a rush of wind. When the robot landed, the ring was practically tipped over before landing back down in place with a loud crash. Gohan steadied himself and looked at the robot in astonishment. It then began drinking the lava it brought with it, as the announcer nervously told everyone, "Gohan Brief's next opponent is the Sixth Universe's Auto Magetta!" As Magetta tossed aside the empty vat, the gong rang out. "Begin!" Magetta immediately charged forward.

Magetta punched down at Gohan, who jumped out of the way, creating a crater on the ring floor.

"Damn, he's slow but he sure is powerful," Ranch observed.

That certainly was the case as Gohan was able to dodge Magetta's attacks even easier than he did Frost's. "Come on, man, is that all you got?" he chided, as Magetta got faster. Gohan then got under one of his attacks, and sprang upwards at its midriff to drive in his elbow. But that only caused a loud clang that reverberated throughout the arena. Gohan then switched it up to try punching it over and over again. The loud clanging continued, causing Bulma and Chi-Chi to cover up the twins' ears.

Eventually Gohan bounded back to look up at Magetta, who seemed unfazed. "Even after enduring such a pummeling, Magetta doesn't have a scratch on him!" cried the announcer.

"Alright, I guess you're pretty tough!" Gohan said excitedly, as it began beating its chest, seemingly causing its insides to fire up. "Bring it!" When Magetta charged back in, Gohan could tell that both its speed and power increased, and he was so fast that one of its claws brushed his cheek despite his dodging. In that instant Gohan decided that close combat wasn't the best idea, and dove between its legs to put some distance between them.

Gohan then turned around to face its back, brought both palms up, and began to pepper Magetta with a bunch of ki blasts. His attacks did nothing, though, as Magetta stood up right with it arms spread out, and began to rapidly spin around. It then rushed towards Gohan, who had a hard time avoiding its blunt attack at first, before taking to the air. "Hey! I'm up here!" he shouted at it in a condescending tone, as Magetta stopped moving and just looked up at him.

"That must be why Lord Champa wanted that barrier," Trunks reasoned when all Magetta seemingly did was stare up at Gohan.

"Yup, Magetta probably can't do much with flying opponents," Ranch said, as Gohan once again tried to pepper Magetta with energy blasts. Seeing that, Ranch sighed with exasperation, "C'mon, Gohan, you already know that doesn't work."

As Gohan continued his attack, Magetta opened his mouth wide and began spewing lava, which pushed back against Gohan's onslaught.

"Hey!" Beerus started. "Foul! He's got a weapon in his mouth!"

The announcer, who was ducking for cover, received an update through his antenna. "I just got word that it is lava spit, and not a weapon."

"What a freak," Beerus remarked.

The lava spit got more intense, and began pushing back more against the attack, until Gohan broke it off and flew out of the way. The lava spit that Gohan avoided ended up hitting the large screen displaying the competitors, as well as the giant portraits of Beerus and Champa, and the dome up above. Noticing this, Gohan flew around, avoiding either side of the arena that the spectators were watching from.

"Hey, uh, Whis, can you put a barrier around everyone?" asked Ranch, concerned. "It doesn't directly impact the fight, so it should be okay."

"I suppose," Whis said, waving his staff so that a shield appeared around their podiums.

Champa saw that, and shouted, "See! I told you we needed a barrier!"

"Yes, but this way it'll ensure the safety of the audience without impeding the match!" Beerus yelled back insincerely.

Up above, Gohan no longer had to worry about the safety of his friends and family, so he freely flew around. The lava couldn't hit him, but he also couldn't cause any damage. At this rate they'd be there forever in a stalemate.

"Alright, let's just end this!" shouted Gohan, turning back into a Super Saiyan with such force that it caused Magetta to stop his attacks and stumble back a bit. He twisted his body, bringing his arms up to charge his next attack. "Galick Gun…"

Magetta also began to power up as well, kicking the heat within him up a notch.

"Fire!" Gohan's let off his beam just as Magetta spewed even more lava that was hotter than before. The two met in the middle, and it took everything the two had to keep it going. Gritting his teeth, Gohan was determined to not let up, but despite pouring everything he had into the beam it clearly wasn't enough to overpower his opponent. He wanted to save it for later—but screw it! With a loud yell, Gohan powered up, causing his energy to shoot up and his hair to become more spiked up. His beam then easily over took Magetta's lava.

"Holy crap!" Ranch exclaimed, looking from her son and then to Trunks. "Why didn't you tell me he reached Super Saiyan 2?"

Trunks chuckled. "I thought it'd be more dramatic this way." Then he grew serious, "But he by no means mastered it."

Magetta's lava attack blew back in his face, and Gohan's beam pushed it all the way back to the edge of the ring.

"Come on!" Mai yelled.

"Just a little bit more!" shouted Shu.

"Do it, already!" Pilaf fiercely added in.

Gohan relented on his beam, throwing off the already disoriented Magetta. He then closed in on Magetta, and delivered one last punch that had everything he had. Magetta blocked it, but Gohan continued to push with all that he had left.

Frustrated, Gohan shouted, "Just fall over, you hunk of junk!" Magetta's eyes widened, as the floor beneath began to give out. Noticing this, Gohan wildly continued, "Oh? Don't like that, ya damn rust bucket! I've met washing machines that were worth my time more than you!" He unleashed a verbal onslaught that he began to spice up with choice words.

Trunks covered both of Bulla's ears. Ranch watched and heard everything with a dumbfounded expression before she angrily yelled over the side, "MOM! What in the hell have you been teaching my son?"

Blonde Launch laughed heartily. "Nothing he didn't pick up from you too, sweetie!" she said back loudly

Beerus suddenly said, "Who cares? It's working!" He was right. Magetta's will finally broke, and he was pushed off the ring by Gohan, landing in a heap on the ground below.

The announcer ran up to inspect, before calling out, "Magetta is out of bounds! Gohan Brief is the winner!"

Panting heavily, Gohan tiredly said, "Yeah…you like that…you piece of…" He suddenly ended up powering down to his base form as he collapsed onto his back, shocking Beerus.

The announcer ran up to Gohan to look him over, and told everyone, "Gohan Brief has passed out from exhaustion! He is unable to continue, and by the rules put in place he is out!"

"Yup," Trunks said, unsurprised.

"No way!" Beerus fiercely shouted, standing up. "The kid didn't lose! He's still in!"

"He's knocked out, which means he's out!" Champa loudly argued back, trying to salvage as much as he could from the loss.

"I'm afraid they're right, Lord Beerus," said Whis. "The rules stipulate that if a fighter is knocked out then they're eliminated, and Gohan is indeed unconscious, whether he was actually beaten or not."

Trunks went down to the ring to return Gohan back to their side as Magetta went back to his podium in disgrace. When Trunks laid him down, Gohan opened his eyes, and tiredly asked, "Dad? What happened?"

"You went at it too hard, and passed out," explained Trunks. "Didn't I tell you not to use that form seriously until you mastered it?"

"Yeah, but it was the only way to get the edge on him," he claimed forlornly, sitting up.

Roshi stepped up. "Don't worry about it, you did the best you could and displayed an impressive amount of strength," he said to the youngster. "Everyone here is proud."

"He's right," said Trunks. "Take a look over there."

Gohan looked over to the podium next to theirs where his family and friends were sitting, and they all cheered him on for his performance. Grinning broadly, he waved back. Then he looked back, asking, "What was up with Magetta, though? I just said some stuff to him, and he just gave up."

"That's because the Metalmans are mentally weak," explained Whis. "They can't fight even if they are slightly bad-mouthed. And after all you said I'm quite surprised Magetta's not catatonic right now."

"That would've been nice to know in the first place!" Beerus heatedly said. "Then the kid wouldn't have tired himself out!"

"But then it wouldn't have been any fun to watch!" countered Whis.

There was a slight pause in the action as Vados and Whis repaired the ring, and everything that got covered in lava. In the meantime a picnic was brought out by Bulma, as up on the podium Dende was called up to heal Gohan.

When the burns that he sustained were healed up, Gohan rolled his shoulders. "Thanks! I feel loads better!"

"No problem at all," Dende said.

Gohan then eagerly said, "You know, since I'm up and didn't actually lose I should stay in, right?"

"That's what I said!" Beerus said loudly.

"No chance in hell that's happening!" Champa shouted back from across the arena.

When it looked like the Gods of Destruction were going to butt heads, Whis and Vados announced, "Finished!" They presented to them a pristine ring that was ready for more action.

"Let's do it," said Ranch, leaping down to the ring.

Across from them, Cabba stood up. "I'm next."

The two walked towards the center of the ring, and the commentator announced, "Up next for the Seventh Universe—Ranch Brief! And her opponent from the Sixth Universe—Cabba!"

Cabba bowed slightly. "Let's have a good match."

Ranch smiled eagerly as she returned it. "Damn right. Come at me with all you've got so I can see what Sixth Universe Saiyans are made of!"

Beerus rang the gong, and they both got into their stances. "Begin."

Without hesitation the two fighters charged at one another, their fists colliding. As she applied more and more force into her fist, Cabba matched her no problem. They both exerted more and more power, continually pushing into each other in the hopes of outdoing the other. But when it became vastly clear that neither would let up, Ranch decided to be the first to break the stalemate. She suddenly retracted her punch while spinning, aiming a rounding kick at Cabba.

Cabba took the hit, bounded back a ways, and then launched himself at her again with Ranch doing the same. They began to trade blow after blow, throwing all manner of punches, kicks, and anything else they thought they could sneak in. He was strong, much stronger than Ranch suspected, which only drove her to keep on going even more. Cabba punched Ranch, just as Ranch elbowed Cabba, and the two were blown back, panting.

Ranch couldn't help but grin wickedly. She finally understood. Without the threat of annihilation looming over her or secure with the knowledge that they were simply training or sparring to get stronger, Ranch was able to focus on nothing else but the fight at hand.

In no time they were ready to go again. They continually threw flurries of strikes, with Cabba eventually managing to sucker punch Ranch to the floor. While she was down, Ranch quickly spun around on her back, kicking his legs out from under him in the process. As Cabba fell, Ranch used her arms to spring herself upwards so that she could dive back down to drive her elbow into his gut.

From his position, Cabba tried to punch her, but Ranch managed to roll out of the way, so he only managed to send his fist through her mane of hair, taking her ribbon off in the process. Ranch snatched up her ribbon, leapt backwards and stuffed it in her armor for safe keeping. In that time Cabba got back up, charged up an attack, and shouted, "Galick Gun fire!"

Not to be outdone, Ranch thrust her palms out and cried, "Double Sunday!"

The beams met in the middle, and it became a game of who could push back the most. It took everything they had just to keep up the deadlock. The two strong surges of energy caused the air around them to violently swirl around, and the ground to shake beneath their feet. Ranch grit her teeth and put out a little bit more, but Cabba managed to match her and then some. Then Ranch noticed another problem: without her ribbon tying her hair down, the gust being generated caused her hair to whip around her face.

At first she tried to ignore it. But then strands of hair began getting into her nose. Again, she tried to ignore it. But eventually she sniffed. And as she tried to keep control of her attack, Ranch couldn't help but start, "Ah…ah…CHEE!" Her eyes and hair changed color, her power instantly shot up, and as a result the energy blast easily outstripped Cabba's.

Cabba just barely managed to get out of the way, and the energy beam hit one of the protective barriers to create a large blast. He looked up in shock to see Ranch as a Super Saiyan, sniffing and scratching her nose. "Damn, sorry about that," she casually said.

In the stands Bulma chuckled and glanced at Launch. "Like mother, like daughter, huh?"

Ranch said, "Oh well, I'll power down and we can keep on—"

"Can you teach me that?" Cabba suddenly asked.

"Huh?"

"Please teach me how to transform like that!" he said earnestly.

"I was wondering whether or not you knew how to turn Super Saiyan," she said curiously. "I guess not."

"So will you teach me?"

"I don't see why not. Let's talk after."

"Can't you teach me now?" he asked desperately.

Put off by that, she said back to him, "We're in the middle of a match, though."

"But—"

"Look," Ranch cut in rather irritably at having their fight interrupted, "I can probably give you a crash course on turning Super Saiyan, but to do that I'd have to show you a really nasty side of me that I don't want my kids seeing. Let's just keep fighting like we were, and we'll see about teaching you later."

"But even if we keep going, and I'm the verge of winning, you'll just use that power to finish me off."

Ranch looked away, admitting, "Yeah, that's true." But then she went on, "It doesn't matter, though, because even if you managed to transform right now, I'd just kick it up another notch and take you out in a heartbeat!"

Looking down forlornly, Cabba said, "Then I should just surr—"

"Come on, man, don't just give up," Ranch interrupted again, annoyed. "If you're really a Saiyan then nut up and fight!"

"What's the point, though?"

Ranch frowned. "Would you have that same attitude if everything you loved was on the line?"

"Huh?"

When Cabba looked back up at her he saw that she now had her palm pointed at him. Before he could do anything Ranch let off a quick energy blast that caught him in the chest, and sent him tumbling off of the arena. As far as Ranch was concerned, there really was no point in continuing the match if Cabba didn't want to fight simply because he was outdone in power.

"Cabba is out of bounds! Ranch Brief is the winner!" declared the announcer.

"So," Ranch said, walking up to the edge, "how about I give you a pointer on turning Super Saiyan?"

Sitting up and rubbing his aching chest, he asked, "Seriously? What is it?"

"Get really, really pissed off."

He stared at her in silence for a few seconds. "Is that all?"

"More or less." She powered down, retied her ribbon, and hopped off the arena to offer Cabba a hand up. "Look, if you ever get yourself to Earth you're more than welcome to train with us."

Cabba took her hand, saying, "You mean it?"

"Yep." Ranch then gave him a snarky grin. "My kid could use a partner during her own Super Saiyan training, after all."