Mato searched for her, and found her free-falling out of the sky. Her energy was dangerously low. He was close to victory, but first needed to finish her off to be sure.
He closed on her in a hurry, just as she hoped he would. A little closer. When he was a few feet form colliding with her, she sprung into action. With hands coated with scarlet ki, she struck, hitting him twice in the face, then kicking him in the torso, then again in the back of the head.
He recovered quickly and responded by kneeing her in the torso and batting her to the ground.
She bounced off the hard surface, but wasn't down-and-out enough not to respond. And she responded by firing off another bevy of energy blasts. They seemed to veer wildly out of control, not one of them coming anywhere close to hitting him.
It only took him seconds to figure out what was going on when they stopped and hovered near him. “Oh no.”
“Oh yes.” She summoned the blasts she stored in the clouds earlier, creating a massive network of destruction surrounding Mato in every direction. She then connected these blasts together with energy tethers to ensure that escape was quite impossible.
With a simple gesture, she caused the destruction net to close in on him. The explosion shook the surface of the planet and filled the sky with enough red to mimic the sun set. She lessened the power of the blasts to make sure this maneuver didn't kill him.
He fell out of the sky and landed on the broken, shattered earth with a solid thud. His armor had been destroyed and he looked like he had seen better days.
Sarada knew better than to assume the fight was over or to foolishly close in for the win, so she formed the Agony Matrix and fired it at his prone form. It struck true, infiltrating his body and doing its harrowing work.
Mato roared in pain, writhing and squirming on the ground as his pain receptors exploded into overdrive. He never said he surrendered, but rather passed out when the intense pain finally became too much to bear.
When the referees finished the ten count, Sarada felt numb. She had won, but it didn't seem real. It felt like she was having a dream and any moment, she was going to wake up in her bed with Ishtar beside her.
Even when she was transported back to Vocado and was immediately bombarded by dozens upon dozens of reporters all shoving microphones in her face asking her question after question, she still felt like none of this was really happening.
“Congratulations,” spoke a man, the tournament manager, as he placed a crown on her head and handed her a massive, elaborate bouquet of flowers from every planet in the empire. “Congratulations, Your Highness.”
Then, with those final two words, the reality of what she had done finally set in. Once her brain comprehended that she had won and that she was the Queen, there was only thing to say. In front of 28 million Saiyans across the empire, she gave her thoughts in the form of two words: “Holy fuck!”