Aside from Kusu, all the other angels were staring intently at Little Broly.
At a single glance, they had already seen through his physique.
It was a constitution that felt… strangely familiar, as though they had heard of it somewhere before.
Suddenly
Brilliant flashes of realization streaked through the angels' minds.
They remembered.
It was the same kind of physique possessed by Odys
a body capable of "limitless" power growth!
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In an instant, all the angels—except Whis—snapped their gazes toward the Grand Priest.
Even Vados was no exception.
Back then, when she and Champa had traveled to Universe 7, Little Broly had not been there.
Vados clearly remembered Gran once recommending a direction for selecting candidate Gods of Destruction
And that direction had been Saiyans.
Who would have thought that this race would truly produce
someone with the same physique as Odys?!
Sensing the shift in the angels' expressions, Quitela and the others were startled.
They hurriedly turned their attention back to Little Broly.
Little Broly showed no trace of stage fright.
He stood there calmly, unmoving—just like a true candidate God of Destruction.
"Father… is this the physique you mentioned back then?"
The Universe 11 angel, Marcarita, asked.
"Yes."
The Grand Priest did not deny it.
The moment those words left his mouth, the expressions of the angels turned utterly grave.
Unlike the angels, Quitela and the other Gods of Destruction could only sense that Little Broly's aura was extremely violent.
They couldn't actually tell what was special about his physique.
But judging from the angels' reactions, they knew one thing for certain
This child was anything but ordinary.
No wonder…
No wonder Beerus had accepted this brat as a candidate!
Beerus, you damn bastard!!
Every God of Destruction was roaring internally
Champa included.
Beerus already had Gran, that freak of nature—
how the hell did he also get a monster like Little Broly?!
"Hahahaha!"
Beerus laughed with unrestrained delight.
He walked over to Quitela, casually patting him on the shoulder.
"Dead rat, weren't you the one laughing the loudest just now?
What's wrong—can't laugh anymore?
Born without a sense of humor?"
Then he moved in front of the Universe 8 God of Destruction, Liquiir.
"If I remember correctly, you fox like to laugh too, don't you?
Come on—laugh for me.
Like this, right? Hehehe~"
Next, he stopped before the Universe 11 God of Destruction, Belmod.
"A clown really is a clown.
In my eyes, you're nothing but a joke."
"..."
Beerus was being deliberately obnoxious.
Every God of Destruction who had mocked him earlier—
except Champa—received personal attention in return.
"So? Not bad, right?
Does my candidate qualify as a genius in your eyes?"
"Why so quiet now?
Didn't you all say my candidate God of Destruction was trash?"
"Well? Is he still trash?"
"Come on, laugh with me—ha, ha, ha…"
Things had turned around in the blink of an eye.
Moments ago, these Gods of Destruction had been mocking others.
Now, it was Beerus mocking them.
At this moment, Beerus felt only one thing—
Pure exhilaration.
"What are you so smug about, Beerus?"
The Universe 5 God of Destruction, Arak, finally snapped.
He snorted coldly.
"I admit this candidate of yours has terrifying talent.
But he hasn't grown yet, has he?"
Arak might not understand Little Broly's physique either,
but his point wasn't wrong.
The Omni-King's universes were full of geniuses.
If you couldn't grow—
Then you were no different from trash.
"Exactly!"
The Universe 1 God of Destruction, Iwan, sneered.
"The Grand Priest has already finished building the arena.
How long do you think the candidate God of Destruction battle is going to take?"
The Universe 12 God of Destruction, Giin, joined in mockingly:
"You don't actually think he'll make it in time for that battle, do you?"
"..."
The Gods of Destruction resumed their taunts.
Only Champa and Rumsshi remained silent.
Whether this little monster could make it to the battle five years from now, they didn't know—
But Gran absolutely could.
Without a doubt.
"Whether my candidate makes it or not is none of your concern."
Beerus had already achieved his goal in bringing Little Broly here.
He gently pushed Little Broly back to Whis's side, then turned around.
"You'd be better off worrying about yourselves."
"If you end up in the bottom three when the time comes…"
He smiled faintly.
"You'll have to accept Lord Zeno's punishment."
Only then did the Gods of Destruction realize something—
Universe 7 didn't have just one candidate God of Destruction.
Which made sense.
Their own universes had recruited multiple candidates as well.
There was no reason Universe 7 wouldn't do the same.
And judging by Beerus's tone…
He didn't seem worried about the future battle at all.
Could it be that he still had someone even stronger?
Even more talented?
The Gods of Destruction exchanged uneasy glances.
Concern was written clearly in each of their eyes.
As expected…
Even though Universe 7 ranked second from last—
As long as Beerus was around, they couldn't afford to underestimate them.
"Enough."
The Grand Priest, who had remained silent all this time, finally spoke.
"I summoned you here for two purposes."
As he said this, he glanced at Beerus.
This fellow was getting a little too arrogant.
Let's see if you can still be so smug in a moment.
With the Grand Priest speaking, every God of Destruction and angel snapped back to attention.
They all listened intently.
"First—Lord Zeno believes that the number of punishment slots is too small."
"If only three universes are eliminated at the very beginning,
then the remaining battles will lack tension…"
"And without tension, they won't be entertaining."
He paused briefly, then said calmly:
"So the rules need to be changed."
"The number of punished universes has now been increased to ten."
"In other words—
only two universes will be spared from punishment."
The moment those words fell—
"What?!"
"Only two universes escape punishment?!"
"..."
Shock rippled through the Gods of Destruction.
END OF CHAPTER
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