.....
"Tap, tap, tap."
After Piccolo landed in the Peak Division, he immediately sized up his opponent.
His opponent did not look anything like an ordinary Earthling.
He was a "green onion"!!!
Piccolo was completely dumbfounded.
"What kind of creature is this?"
The opponent's appearance was literally that of a green onion. Its green leaves served as its hair, and beneath them was a pair of bright blue eyes.
Piccolo had never imagined that the Sixth Universe would contain such a bizarre life-form.
What surprised him even more was that this "green onion" possessed a battle power of 2.5 billion!
1.8 billion versus 2.5 billion.
There was a difference of 700 million in battle power.
Could he really win this?
"What the hell? What kind of matching system is this?"
Piccolo's face immediately turned green.
.....
Elsewhere.
Son Gohan also entered the Peak Division.
If he won his match, he would earn 7 points for the Seventh Universe.
His opponent was a blue-skinned alien whose displayed battle power had reached 15 billion!
"Huh? How is my opponent so strong?"
Son Gohan was stunned.
His revealed strength was only 5 billion battle power. Normally, he should have been matched against an opponent of roughly the same strength.
But this difference was far too large!
"Could it be..."
A flash of realization crossed Son Gohan's mind.
Could it be that opponents were not being matched according to the battle power revealed during testing?
"Hey, hey, hey! Why is my opponent a little kid?"
The blue-skinned alien stared at Son Gohan with wide eyes.
"Wait! Your tested battle power is... 5 billion?!"
"How can a little kid possibly possess 5 billion battle power?!"
…..
As for the other Z Fighters.
Yamcha, who possessed 300,000 battle power, was matched against an opponent with 350,000.
Krillin, who possessed 900,000 battle power, was matched against an opponent with 1.1 million.
Chiaotzu, who possessed 200,000 battle power, was matched against an opponent with 250,000.
Tien, who possessed 1.2 million battle power, was matched against an opponent with 1.5 million.
And it wasn't just the Z Fighters.
The same situation was happening throughout both the Sixth and Seventh Universes.
Even though many contestants had deliberately revealed relatively weak battle powers during the testing phase, the opponents they were matched against were all stronger than the battle power they had displayed.
"Oh-ho-ho-ho~ You thought you could hide your strength? I figured out your little tricks a long time ago. How could I possibly let you get away with it?"
High in the sky, Whis covered his mouth as he chuckled.
Vados, the mature beauty, also had a smile in her eyes.
"If we used their tested battle power as the standard for matching opponents, it would be far too unfair to everyone else."
"You two..."
Gran was somewhat surprised.
"What?" Vados asked playfully.
"You siblings really are clever!"
Gran gave the two Angels a thumbs-up.
While inspecting the contestants from the two universes, he had also noticed this loophole.
If this had been like the World Martial Arts Tournament, where contestants could continually eliminate their opponents until reaching the final match, then hiding one's true strength would indeed have some value.
But this tournament was a single-match elimination format!
If someone like Son Gohan concealed his strength and the system continued matching opponents according to his tested battle power, it would be extremely unfair to his opponents.
"Clever? Naturally!"
Whis let out another one of his strange chuckles.
Gran rubbed his forehead.
He hadn't seen Whis in so long, yet his laugh was still just as strange.
Seriously…
"All right. Help them display a projection of the matches as well."
Gran issued the order.
For this Universal Martial Arts Tournament to have an impact on a universe's Mortal Level, it could not rely solely on the contestants inside the arenas.
There were only a little over a hundred thousand contestants in total.
Although they were already almost all the top martial artists from the two universes, their numbers were simply too small.
If they wanted to raise a universe's Mortal Level, they needed to rely much more heavily on the ten quadrillion-plus martial artists gathered here!
That was precisely why the matches needed to be broadcast.
They had to ignite the fighting spirit of those martial artists and let them witness how true experts fought!
"Understood."
Whis and Vados had already guessed what Gran was trying to accomplish.
There was no denying it, Gran really was clever.
There were twelve universes in the Omni-King's realm.
Aside from Beerus, who didn't care about his universe's ranking, which other God of Destruction wouldn't want their universe to rank higher?
Yet they had tried countless methods and implemented all kinds of measures, but they had been completely unable to raise their Mortal Level even by a single point.
Gran, however, always seemed to know exactly how to maximize the effect of the Universal Martial Arts Tournament.
This guy really is clever.
With that, the two Angels once again waved their staffs.
There were a total of 83,000 arenas below.
Under the power of the two Angels, a gigantic screen of light appeared in front of every arena!
Some of the weaker martial artists could not clearly see what was happening inside the arenas.
But through these screens, they could now see every battle clearly.
"My goodness! I thought that after selecting the main tournament contestants through the preliminary selection, they would simply be left to fight on their own. I never expected there would be a measure like this!"
"Exactly! I never thought of that either. I have to admit, Gran's mind really works well. Only by inspiring the fighting spirit of more mortals can the Mortal Level be raised!"
"Quick, quick, quick! This is an important measure. Get your notebooks out and write it down!"
"..."
The Gods of Destruction immediately had their respective Angels produce notebooks.
They then began recording every measure Gran had implemented themselves.
Seeing this scene, Old Kai was filled with emotion.
Without realizing it, his Seventh Universe had actually become the center of discussion among all the Gods of Destruction.
Shin's reaction was different from Old Kai's.
His face was filled with pride.
If the Seventh Universe is given a little more time, Gran will definitely lead them all the way to first place!
"Skinny, what do you think? All these guys are revolving around our two universes now. Doesn't it feel great?"
Champa poked Beerus in the shoulder with his finger.
"It feels pretty good."
Beerus folded his arms across his chest.
His tone sounded rather calm, but anyone familiar with him—especially his own brother, Champa—could tell what was really going on.
Champa knew very well that his brother was absolutely ecstatic inside.
"Huh? Gran, aren't you going to continue overseeing the tournament?"
The Gods of Destruction waited for a while with their notebooks in hand.
But Gran made no further moves.
He had even flown back to the viewing platform.
"The rules, rewards, arenas, information distribution..."
"We've already taken care of all of that. There's nothing else for us to do now."
"We'll just sit back and enjoy the matches. Let this tournament slowly take root and spread."
"Leave everything to time."
Gran rarely bothered to explain himself, but this time he actually gave them an answer.
The Gods of Destruction looked at one another.
Then, one after another, they wrote down another sentence in their notebooks:
Watch the tournament carefully. Let it slowly take root and spread. Leave everything to time.
END OF CHAPTER
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