Suddenly, a blue light soars through the skys with the intent to land in the middle of the stadium. It showered from the heavens and crashed onto said stadium, and immediately two people appear through the smoke. A 17 year old and a 21 year old. It was Asura and Arrin! They finally arrived!
"Sorry for the wait, Asura was being lazy and careless"-
"Hey shut up! Ugh let's just get on with this." Asura cut off Arrin. Arrin tapped the floor with his staff twice, making light blue sound like waves. Immediately Vados and Champa appeared, followed with a soar of the audience. The announcer appeared out of an entrance to the stadium with a wireless mic in his left hand, and a document in the other.
He then proceeds onto the stage, and speaks: "Hello everyone! Welcome to the inauguration ceremony of Asura! Before we begin, I need you guys to sign this agreement." The announcer demanded, "it states that if either party loses, he cannot destroy anyone or anything" Both Gods and Angels sign the paper.
"Now that that's settled, get in your positions! The match will commence shortly!!". Everyone gets in there positions: Arrin and Vados teleported to their beautiful, golden, red-cushioned seat in a glass box at the front of the stadium, whilst Champa and Asura got in there fighting stance, both with one hand behind their backs and another to defend with. The stage is dead silent, waiting to cheer at The sound of "ready, set, BEGIN!", But unfortunately the announcer lost interest, now focusing on an "itch" inside of his nose. Both Gods noticed and frowned at him, reminding him of his job.
"Oh sorry...Ready.." Both destroyers glared at each other intensely, in preparation for the countdown to finish. "Set..." Both gods grinned maliciously at each other, setting their feet for takeoff. "FIGHT!!!!!!" Asura vanished the second the one-syllabled word slipped out of the announcers mouth. Champa immediately shut his eyes while still in position, not showing any notice of Asura being right behind him. Asura dead-sprinted towards him, but suddenly stopped when Champa opened his eyes and swung his leg around. Asura then vanishes, but Champa then grins and follows.
Fireworks formed around the arena, moving as fast as lightning to keep up with one another. As fireworks scattered, red streaks followed to form the next firework, which goes on for 30 seconds. Suddenly, a streak crashes to the center of the arena, and puff of dust appears and disappears just as quickly. An unscathed Asura appears out of the cloud, smiling while dusting off his pants.
An afterimage of Asura flashes what was assumed to be the original, and suddenly a gust of air was visible around Champa, and a blow to the stomach were visible on Champas face: shocked and in pain, even though no one was visible causing him pain. Suddenly Asura appeared with his fist digging in Champas stomach, and disapeared once more, trying his successful tactic again.
"That wont work again..." Champa said, maintaining his normal stance.
"Lets test that hypothosis" replied Asura. His speed increased, bouncing around the stadium like a pinball. In a matter of seconds, stops, and his afterimage reappears. Champa smirks, as a gust of air hits his hand. Asura appears once more, smirking as another gust of air is seen striking his neck. Champa opens his mouth widely, realizing the one hitting his fist is the afterimage, and the real is the one striking his pressure point in his back neck.
Champa smirks once more. "Its my turn". He vanishes, and Asura follows. 'Champa has the same style as Beerus, that being pressure points. If I keep my speed or distance, this should be a cake walk.' Asura thought, mindlessly circling the arena. Champa laughed, watching Asura pace across the arena In a chasing motion. He then proceeded to give away his hiding spot by jumping down and kicking Asura in the back of his neck, sending him back onto the center of the arena.