Vados had no objections.
She had never tried Earth cuisine or been exposed to the delicacies from Mu Yang's previous life in the Dragon Country, so she had no problem eating Dongdong Bird eggs raw.
How was Mu Yang's cooking?
Was it good?
Vados was looking forward to Mu Yang's cooking. After all, she was long since tired of the food in Universe 6.
Now that there was new food to try, Vados was all for it.
Soon, Mu Yang emerged from the kitchen carrying four servings of Dongdong Bird egg fried rice.
The fried rice looked absolutely delicious.
Mu Yang set the four servings on the table in front of Vados, Whis, himself, and Champa.
"Hey, what's the meaning of this, kid?" Champa demanded furiously.
"What do you mean?" Mu Yang deliberately put on a puzzled expression.
"What do you think?" Champa grew angrier by the second. "I'm a mighty God of Destruction, and you serve me last?"
"Don't I deserve some respect?"
"Tch." Mu Yang gave him a helpless look. "Are you going to eat or not? If not, I'll take it away."
As he spoke, Mu Yang stepped forward to take Champa's plate.
Champa quickly snatched it first and shielded the fried rice. "I'll eat it."
Mu Yang returned to his seat, scooped up some fried rice, and put it in his mouth, smiling.
Seeing this made Champa even more suspicious. Was this stuff really that good?
Champa leaned over his fried rice and took a good look at it, then gave it a sniff.
It smelled wonderful!
And it looked absolutely delicious!
Could the food this kid made really be better than the Dongdong Bird eggs he'd found?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
Champa picked up his spoon and was just about to dig in when he heard an exclamation from beside him.
"Mmm, delicious!" Vados covered her cheek with one hand, her spoon now empty as she chewed.
"Oh my, it really is delicious," Whis praised, steam wafting from his mouth. "It's every bit as good as Earth's cuisine. I had no idea Mr. Mu Yang had such a talent."
Still somewhat doubtful, Champa scooped up a spoonful of fried rice and put it in his mouth.
It melted in his mouth, and Champa's eyes lit up. The deliciousness of the fried rice flowed down into his stomach.
"Delicious!!"
His voice rang throughout the entire Destroyer God Realm.
Champa hadn't expected Mu Yang's cooking to be so delicious. Compared to this meal, those Dongdong Bird eggs were practically shit.
Before long, Champa had finished every bite.
"Phew, that was delicious."
Champa contentedly patted his swollen belly.
"Champa."
After finishing his meal, Mu Yang wiped his mouth. "Now that we've eaten, how about some post-meal exercise?"
Vados and Whis both looked surprised. Was Mu Yang really going to challenge a God of Destruction now?
They couldn't help being astonished. In their eyes, Mu Yang's strength was still far behind that of a God of Destruction!
The gap was so great that even if he challenged Lord Champa, he'd be defeated in an instant.
Vados compared their respective battle powers and came to a conclusion.
"Kid, you're challenging me?" Champa looked at Mu Yang without the hostility he'd shown at first, though he still seemed a little confused.
A challenge.
How many years had it been since he'd heard that word?
The kid had guts!
Champa only had to glance at Mu Yang to see how strong he was.
Weak!
Far too weak!
Even a random move from me would be enough to kill this guy a hundred times over.
Champa couldn't understand it. As a Candidate Destroyer, Mu Yang should know the difference between a candidate and a full-fledged God of Destruction. And yet he was still acting like some mortal from the lower world, recklessly courting death.
"Of course." Mu Yang smiled. "But I have one condition for challenging you."
"You can only use one-tenth of your battle power."
Mu Yang estimated his current strength. If he transformed into a Super Saiyan, he should be about as strong as the weakest God of Destruction, Champa, at one-tenth power.
By fighting Champa at one-tenth power, he could provoke intense battle lust and an unshakable belief in victory. It should work.
Mu Yang wouldn't pass up this opportunity, no matter what.
"Kid, don't say I didn't warn you," Champa said bluntly. "Even at one-tenth power, I'm at least fifty times stronger than you."
"Even so, you still want to challenge me?"
"Of course."
Mu Yang couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising. His eyes brimmed with the will to fight. "If I don't challenge the strong, what use is my strength?"
"Remember, I'm a Saiyan, a warrior race!" Mu Yang stared at Champa, his heart leaping with excitement. "My blood runs with the genes of a fighter."
"Fine." Champa's eyes turned fierce again, and purple flames of energy curled around him as his aura surged. "If you want to get beaten up, I'll gladly oblige."
Feeling that tremendous aura, Mu Yang felt like a little sailboat caught in a storm at sea, liable to capsize at any moment.
Still...
Call it foolishness or overestimating himself, if you wanted.
He wanted to find out just how large the gap between himself and a God of Destruction really was.
This was a rare opportunity!
Purple flames of energy also began to swirl around Mu Yang, but Champa's aura still crushed his completely.
There was little improvement from before.
The gap in strength between Mu Yang and Champa, the God of Destruction, was simply too great!
Whis and Vados stood behind Mu Yang and Champa, respectively.
The two Angels tapped their staffs against the ground at the same time. A protective barrier formed around them, preventing the immense power from causing further damage to the surroundings.
"Kid, how about we take this outside?" Champa suggested. He didn't want to fight here.
Champa didn't want to battle inside his own castle. If his furniture got obliterated, he'd be the one to pay for it. It just wasn't worth it.
Hmph.
Even if he was going to teach this arrogant kid a lesson,
he'd do it in an open field outside.
He'd show the kid just how terrifying a God of Destruction could be!
Champa let the purple flames around him fade and headed for the door.
The tense atmosphere dissipated.
Seeing this, Mu Yang also let his aura fade and followed him out.
Vados and Whis exchanged a glance, then sighed in unison.
Gods of Destruction really were a bunch of competitive hotheads.
Every last one of them was like that.
Vados and Whis also left the castle.
The open field.
Vados and Whis stood together, serving as referees.
Champa and Mu Yang stood on the grass. Champa folded his arms, looking disdainful, while Mu Yang's eyes blazed with the will to fight, his fists clenched in excitement.
"Lord Champa may not use more than one-tenth of his battle power. You'll fight each other, but neither of you may take the other's life. Is that clear?" Vados announced the rules.
"Clear."
They answered in unison.
"Then, begin." Vados narrowed her eyes and looked at them.
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