The Right Guard's mouth twitched, and his face went pale on the spot.
Seriously? He was tattling now? Who fought like that? That was shameless.
"Well? Are you agreeing or not?" the Right Attendant snorted.
"No." Ken shook his head. "Fighting without using divine power is an unbelievably stupid idea."
The Right Attendant fell silent. He was on the verge of cursing.
Hadn't he explained it clearly enough already? If they fought seriously with all their strength, Zeno-sama wouldn't be able to see a thing. And if Zeno-sama couldn't enjoy the show, he'd be furious.
"What, are you scared?" the Right Attendant said, suddenly sounding enlightened. "So this so-called battle instinct of yours is just something you made up."
"No," Ken replied. "What I mean is, I wanted to learn a few combat tricks from you, but it turns out you're just... this much." He shook his head in disappointment. "In that case, let's settle the matter of you provoking me earlier."
"Oh? And how exactly do you plan to settle it?" the Right Attendant let out a cold laugh. "You want to beat me up? Don't be ridiculous. Our levels are too close. If this keeps going the way it is, it'll take days before there's a winner."
Ken turned to Zeno. "Zeno-sama, am I allowed to beat him up?"
"If you can beat him, then do whatever you want," Zeno replied calmly.
"Good. Then I won't hold back."
The Right Attendant smiled faintly, completely unconcerned. "What are you going to do, exactly? You think you can beat me?"
On the surface, he looked dismissive, but deep down he had gained a new respect for Ken. This kid had trained for less than a hundred years, yet in terms of actual combat, he was already nearly on his level. Otherwise, Ken would have lost long ago.
Could that thing Ken talked about—battle instinct—really exist? Maybe Ken didn't have superior technique at all. Maybe what he had was pure combat awareness, the kind that let him resolve danger after danger on his own.
"Well then," Ken said with a grin, "I won't hold back either."
Golden light suddenly burst from his body.
With a crack of energy, his entire body shone gold. His hair spiked upward and turned the same blazing color.
Super Angel transformation!
The Right Attendant froze in shock, his face full of disbelief.
The Left Attendant's eyes widened too, stunned beyond words.
"Huh? Ken transformed?" Zeno rubbed his eyes and stared at him in surprise.
Merus stood there in a daze.
After a brief moment of shock, Bier's eyes lit up with something very close to excitement. "That looks so cool... I've never seen a golden Angel before." She looked like she'd turned into a lovestruck fool, and her face was already red.
"Bier... you..." Merus honestly had no idea what to say.
Fuwa was so stunned he couldn't get a word out.
Broly and Ai, meanwhile, remained perfectly calm as they watched. Maybe to Broly, Ken was simply someone who could never be defeated.
But the one who was truly the most shocked was Amarella.
Amarella, who was inside Ken's body.
"You... you can transform?" she cried out.
"What's the big deal?" Ken said with a smile. "It's just a transformation."
"Just a transformation?" Amarella was speechless. "Your power increased by at least ten times."
"Don't say something that cutting," Ken snapped. "A Super Saiyan gets fifty times stronger. Mine only gives me ten times."
Amarella fell silent.
Only you would calculate it like that.
If this form gave him fifty times instead... wouldn't that be completely absurd? At his current level, that kind of jump would skip at least eight entire tiers. He was level 71 right now. If he became fifty times stronger, he'd hit level 79. And at that point, rounding up made it basically 80.
Amarella went quiet for a long moment, too stunned to say anything.
"Hurry up and praise me," Ken said suddenly.
Amarella stared at him.
"Say, 'You're incredible,'" Ken said with a smile.
"You... you're incredible," Amarella replied numbly.
I think I just witnessed the birth of a new Grand Priest.
"Accepted." Ken nodded in satisfaction.
"You're not seriously trying to become the Grand Priest, are you?" Amarella asked curiously.
"No," Ken said, shaking his head. "I'm going to become the Giant Priest."
Amarella had no words left.
The Giant Priest?
"So you're aiming to stand above the Grand Priest himself," she said with a sigh.
The moment those words left her mouth, a giant hand suddenly appeared inside Ken's body and slammed her to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Amarella shouted.
"Watch how you phrase things," Ken scolded. "What do you mean, stand above the Grand Priest? I'd sooner pin you under me..."
Amarella had no reply to that.
"A transformation?" The Right Attendant felt his head buzzing.
This guy could transform?
Was he even an Angel?
He had never seen the Grand Priest transform before, and yet this guy could? What kind of nonsense was that?
The Left Attendant at Zeno's side was even more alarmed now.
"Level 73..." he murmured, his expression darkening.
That transformation had pushed Ken up by two full levels.
Righty was in real trouble.
Should he step in and save him? But this was a fight between Ken and the Right Attendant. If he interfered, Zeno-sama would never let it slide.
"So, Righty," Ken said with a grin, showing off a row of white teeth, "can we begin now?"
"Who's scared of you?" the Right Attendant gritted out. "So what if you transformed? It's just for show!"
Ken said nothing more. He vanished in an instant and appeared right in front of him.
He was so fast the Right Attendant didn't even have time to react.
Ken's fist smashed straight into his nose.
His face caved in on the spot.
The Right Attendant bared his teeth in pain and struck back at once, but Ken casually raised a hand and caught the attack.
"That's all the power you've got?" Ken said with a smile. "Looks like a two-level gap really is a big deal."
"T-That's impossible!" the Right Attendant panicked.
He had gone billions of years without a single defeat. Of course he was panicking.
Ken drove another heavy punch into his chest.
The Right Attendant spat out a mouthful of sour fluid and felt like his whole body was falling apart.
"Well?" Ken asked with an amused smile. "Still want to keep going, Righty?"
"No, no more..." the Right Attendant said hurriedly, waving both hands.
"That's it? You're surrendering already?"
"I... I hate to admit it," the Right Attendant said, clenching his fists, "but I admit it. You're stronger than I am."
He had actually been defeated by a mortal who had trained for less than a hundred years.
It was downright tragic.
"What was it you said earlier?" Ken asked with a smile. "What was the loser supposed to do?"
The Right Attendant shuddered slightly. Then, without any hesitation, he bowed to Ken on the spot.
"Oh, Righty, you're too polite," Ken said as he stepped forward. "There's no need for such a grand gesture. I was only joking before."
As he said that, he pressed the Right Attendant's head even lower.
The Right Attendant went speechless.
Shameless bastard.
Stop pushing my head down.
Ken didn't keep humiliating him after that. Zeno was still right there, after all. If he went too far with one of Zeno's attendants, there was no way Zeno would be pleased. Ken knew very well when to stop.
Besides, from beginning to end, he hadn't really suffered any loss here.
The one who got wrecked was Righty.
"Righty," Ken said quietly, lowering his voice, "are you a eunuch?"
The Right Attendant stared at him in disbelief.
"Aren't royal attendants usually eunuchs?" Ken asked after thinking about it.
The Right Attendant gnashed his teeth.
You're the eunuch!
Ken patted him on the head a couple more times before finally letting him go.
"Very good, Righty. Since you lost, you should honor your promise," Zeno said as he floated forward, nodding in satisfaction.
The Right Attendant nearly choked on the moment.
Even Zeno-sama was calling him Righty now?
His name was supposed to be Right, not Righty.
"Ken, that was certainly a unique fight," Zeno said with a grin. "But your battle wasn't very fun to watch. Compared to that, the Cell Games were much more interesting."
Ken thought for a moment. "Then one day, we could hold a martial arts tournament for all the universes, something like the Cell Games. We could call it the Tournament of Power."
"The Tournament of Power?" Zeno repeated thoughtfully. "That does sound interesting. I'll consider it. But before that, I've decided I should replace Universe 7's Supreme Kai first."
Ken fell silent.
Just how petty was he?
That Supreme Kai of Universe 7 really had rotten luck.
"I should be going," Zeno said, waving to Ken.
"Of course, Zeno-sama. Take care."
"Lefty, we're leaving," Zeno called.
The Left Attendant went silent.
That damn Ken.
Now he was stuck being called Lefty too.
"Hya!"
Zeno flipped onto Buu's back and smacked him hard on the rear.
Buu looked like he was about to cry. He immediately twisted his head around to look at Ken, his eyes full of despair.
Hadn't they agreed to give him his freedom?
Then why was Zeno still riding him?
"Zeno-sama," Ken suddenly called out.
"Whoa!"
Zeno yanked the imaginary reins and stopped in the middle of the World of Void, then turned back toward Ken.
Buu was speechless.
Please stop pulling on the reins. I wasn't even running.
You're practically tearing my mouth open here.
"What is it, Ken?" Zeno asked.
"Wasn't Zeno-sama planning to make Universe 7's Supreme Kai into a mount too?" Ken said with a smile. "You said Buu should train him properly."
"Oh, right. I forgot." Zeno slapped his forehead, then reluctantly climbed off Buu and gave his head a few affectionate pats.
Buu nearly burst into tears on the spot.
Was he finally going to be free?
"Then make a clone," Zeno ordered.
Buu nodded hard, and his body split in two immediately.
In the next moment, half of him twisted and reshaped itself into a little pony, while the other half returned to his original plump form.
Once he returned to normal, Buu promptly dropped to his knees again.
"This clone shares your consciousness, right?" Zeno asked, examining the pony clone before turning to the original Buu.
"Yes."
"Will it work just as well as you?"
"Yes. Same as me."
"I'll test it."
Zeno hopped onto the clone and slapped it on the rear.
The clone shot forward at once.
"Not bad, not bad. Works great." Without even turning his head, Zeno waved back at Ken. "Remember to train a proper Supreme Kai as soon as possible—and make Universe 7's Supreme Kai into a proper mount too."
"Understood, Zeno-sama."
The two attendants hurried after him.
This time, the Right Attendant didn't even dare look at Ken before leaving.
"You're fun, Ken! Come play with me sometime!" Zeno shouted from the distance as his voice gradually faded away.
"Sure," Ken called back.
Before long, Zeno and the two attendants disappeared completely.
Only Ken, Merus, Bier, Supreme Kai Fuwa, Broly, Ai, and Buu remained.
Buu looked at Ken with tears streaming down his face, then immediately dropped to his knees and began bowing and kowtowing over and over.
"Get up, get up." Ken personally helped him to his feet.
"Ken... from now on, I'm your dog," Buu cried. "Tell me to go east, and I'll never go west!"
Did anyone know what the last three years had been like for him?
Every single day, Zeno had ridden on his back. He hadn't had a shred of freedom. He hadn't even been allowed to eat properly. There wasn't even any chocolate, the thing he loved most.
Merus stood to the side, wanting badly to say something.
Becoming Ken's dog honestly sounded worse than serving as Zeno-sama's mount.
Bier, meanwhile, could only stare in silence.
"From now on, you should stay with Broly," Ken said with a smile. "Keep being his little God of Destruction."
"Yes, Ken-sama!" Buu dropped to his knees again and bowed.
"You poor thing. Three whole years, and your level didn't go up at all." Ken helped him up once more and sighed.
Buu cried like a child.
At this point, just surviving already felt like a miracle. And Ken still expected him to level up?
Even now, Buu was only level 55.
For the last three years, he had spent all his time serving as Zeno's mount, so he had never had any chance to train. Besides, once someone reached Buu's level, they were already close to their limit. Climbing any higher was incredibly difficult.
"Broly... waaah... I missed you so much!" Buu rushed over and threw his arms around Broly.
Broly gently patted him on the back.
Merus felt even worse watching that.
The God of Destruction he had raised was now completely part of Ken's camp?
Wait.
Suddenly, Merus had a very bad feeling.
Right. Kale.
How was Kale doing right now?
Feeling more uneasy by the second, Merus quickly raised his staff and checked on her current situation.
Inside a cozy little house, Kale was sitting with Gohan, eating chips.
"Gohan-nii, here, you eat too." Kale picked up a chip and personally held it to Gohan's mouth.
"Kale, I can eat it myself," Gohan said, already embarrassed.
"No. I want to feed Gohan-nii myself," Kale insisted stubbornly.
Gohan could only open his mouth helplessly and eat the chip.
Just then, Chi-Chi suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
Gohan and Kale reacted instantly. They hurriedly straightened the books and looked down at the homework on the table.
"This question is pretty complicated... We should really work through it carefully," Gohan said, gripping his pencil and pretending to think deeply.
"Gohan-nii, what about solving it this way?" Kale asked as she scribbled calculations across a blank page.
"Kale, you're amazing," Gohan said, his eyes lighting up. "That's exactly right."
"Let's do the next one too. I'm starting to really like solving problems. The more I look at math, the more interesting it gets." Kale giggled.
Chi-Chi looked at Gohan, then at Kale, and nodded in satisfaction.
Maybe this little girl really could keep Gohan focused on studying.
Then she paused.
Why did she smell chips?
Chi-Chi sniffed the air and began searching the room.
Kale noticed immediately, and a tiny spark of destruction energy lit up in her hand.
The bag of chips vanished into nothingness on the spot.
Failing to find anything, Chi-Chi left the room and decided not to disturb Gohan's studying any further.
"Whew... that was close..." Kale let out a long sigh.
"Kale, was that Vegeta's destruction technique just now?" Gohan asked in surprise.
"Ah, Merus-nii taught me that," Kale said with a grin. "It took me a really long time to figure it out."
"Really?" Gohan looked at her thoughtfully. "I wonder what Merus-nii would think if he knew you were using destruction energy to erase a bag of chips."
"Who cares?" Kale said firmly. "From now on I'm staying with Gohan-nii. I don't want to stay with Merus-nii anymore. It's so boring with him. All he ever does is chase bad guys."
Merus was speechless.
That hit him right in the heart.
The other God of Destruction he had painstakingly raised had also been poached by Ken's side.
Did he really need to keep training new Gods of Destruction?
Thankfully, the Supreme Kai he had trained—Jiren—probably wouldn't leave with someone else, right?
With that thought, Merus immediately checked on Jiren through his staff.
In the crystal projection, Jiren was speeding through outer space.
Merus looked carefully and saw that Jiren was currently traveling through Universe 6.
Thank goodness. Jiren hadn't stayed behind with Ken's people.
At least that let him recover a little emotionally.
If even Jiren got poached by Ken's side, Merus honestly wouldn't know what to say anymore.
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