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"That's all for today's story." As Xiao Li turned off the projector, he noticed the boy's bell necklace was floating in the air, green energy flowing up the chain to the dome, drawing a small star map on the glass. "Tomorrow we'll talk about the first resonance of the bronze bell..."
"No!" the children shouted in unison, forming a circle with their chips in hand. "We want to hear the story of Lin Che rescuing the kitten from the black hole!"
Xiao Li's optical lens flickered with a helpless light. In the restarted holographic projection, young Lin Che was clumsily bandaging the mechanical cat, while the bronze bell fragments in the background suddenly emitted a crisp sound.
The star trails outside the Mars base gradually became clearer, and the new Guardian spacecraft flickered along the jump track. Xiao Li knew this wasn't the end; as the children's chips began to heat up, their prologue had already been written in the vast universe. Those heartbeats that turned to stardust would never be extinguished, just like the green light shining in each child's palm at this moment, ultimately illuminating a more distant part of the universe.
Chapter 370: The Final Battle
The ruins of the Omni-King's palace floated in the turbulent flow of spacetime, each fragment imprinted with the star map of the twelve universes. Lin Ye hovered at the threshold between chaos and order, his left half of body flowing with Saiyan golden flames, his right half entwined with the dark purple energy exclusive to the God of Destruction, and the Origin Core in his chest resonating at a frequency of 300 times per second, transforming the remaining fragments of the Omni-King's laws into a stream of analyzable data.
"System notification: The spacetime devouring rate of the Chaos Devourer Kronos has reached 78%. The remaining time of Universe 7 is 14 minutes and 37 seconds." Alice's voice carried a rare electrical noise. In the holographic projection, the giant shadow of Kronos was slowly crawling out from the cosmic rift. His tentacles penetrated the barriers of six parallel universes, and each suction cup was embedded with the remains of the Omni-King from a different universe.
Vegeta's deep blue aura suddenly surged, and he charged towards Chronos, stepping on the shattered throne of the Omni-King. His muscles, honed in the 10000x gravity training chamber, burst forth with supernova-like brilliance: "What is that idiot Kakarot dawdling for? If he doesn't make a move soon, he won't even have a chance to tell Bra a story!" His fist was imbued with the residual energy of the "Saiyan Twin Explosion," a variant of the combined attack technique that he and Lin Ye had mastered when they broke through in the gravity chamber.
Suddenly, fragments of memory from Chapter 200 of Volume 3 appeared on Lin Ye's retina. The genetic chain patterns left behind when the system copied Cell's "Perfect Cell Regeneration" perfectly matched the spacetime runes on Chronos's tentacles. "So that's how it is..." He clenched his fist tightly, and the energy stream spewing from the Origin Core suddenly changed direction, twisting Vegeta's attack trajectory into a spiral. "This guy's regeneration ability relies on spacetime anchors!"
Android 18's robotic arm suddenly extended twelve energy threads, precisely piercing the nearest spacetime rift: "According to the Cell chip data analyzed by Alice, these anchor points are of the same origin as the 'Seeds of Time' in Universe 6!" Her silver hair danced in the energy torrent, and the Eternal Energy Furnace on her wrist operated at overclocked speed, rewriting Android 16's self-destruct program into an energy barrier. "Lin Ye, Vegeta, focus your attack on the rhombus-shaped crystal on His chest!"
Kronos let out a piercing shriek that transcended dimensions, and all its tentacles simultaneously spewed out streams of dark matter. Lin Ye's pupils constricted sharply. The particle structure of this dark matter was actually the same as the "Infinite Growth Physique" he had wished for on Namek. The foreshadowing planted by the system back then was now revealed: the Infinite Growth Physique could not only break through to the god realm, but also assimilate chaotic energy.
"Vegeta, do you remember the resonant frequency of the gravity chamber?" Lin Ye suddenly rushed towards Vegeta, and their auras erupted with a silver-white light the moment they made contact. This was a prototype of a fusion technique even stronger than the "Saiyan Double Explosion." The energy of the Origin Realm and the Deep Blue form became quantum entangled. "Breathing rhythm under 10000 times gravity, now use it to synchronize with chaotic energy!"
Vegeta's lips curled into a defiant smile: "How could this prince forget?" Their fists collided in perfect sync, the resulting ripples in spacetime briefly forcing back Chronos's dark matter flow. This was the most primal resonance of the Saiyan bloodline, transcending the constraints of systems and divine authority.
In the distance, Beerus and Champa stood back to back on the last Omni-King's emblem, the energy of the God of Destruction forming a black and white yin-yang symbol: "Hold on for three more minutes! Whis and the others are repairing the summoning circle of the Super Shenron!" The cat-shaped God of Destruction's tail whipped out three spatial rifts, freezing Chronos's tentacles in the flow of time.
In the brief moment of dodging the dark matter flow, Lin Ye suddenly glimpsed the scene within the rhombus-shaped crystal on Kronos's chest. Countless parallel universes of Lin Ye were being devoured by chaotic energy, and one of their mirror images was wielding the same "Chi Slash" as him, only this time targeting innocent Namekians. "These are... possibilities of contamination?" His Origin Core suddenly throbbed with pain as a memory sealed by the system broke free: the words "Chaos Compatibility 99%" flashed across the system interface when he made a wish on Namek.
"Alice, retrieve the combat data from all parallel universes!" Lin Ye's voice pierced through the energy storm. "I need to know the pollution threshold of chaotic energy!"
The holographic projection instantly covered the remaining space of the universe, and scenes of defeat in 100,000 parallel universes flashed before Lin Ye's eyes. Alice's voice was choked with sobs: "In all the failed cases, when the host abandons 'humanity,' the contamination rate instantly exceeds the critical value! Kronos's true ability is to amplify the greed of living beings for power!"
Vegeta suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his deep blue aura became disordered: "Damn it! This bastard is imitating my Dark Saiyan form!" A crimson glint flashed in his pupils as the dark energy he had absorbed to break through was now backfiring.
Lin Ye suddenly grabbed Vegeta's wrist, channeling the light from the Origin Core into his body: "Think of Bulma waiting for you at Capsule Corporation!" This light was mixed with the wish-granting energy of the Earth Dragon Balls, the "protective" attribute that Lin Ye had deliberately preserved. "The meaning of power is not destruction, but protection!"
Vegeta's aura fluctuated wildly between gold and deep blue, finally settling on a pure silver-white. This was an unprecedented "Super Saiyan Blue Origin" form, every cell flowing with the dual radiance of god and mortal: "Enough talk! Use your Spiral Slash!"
Lin Ye's "Chi Spiral Slash" and Vegeta's "Final Flash" merged in perfect synchronization, forming a silver-white beam of light that pierced through the chaos. Within this beam, one could see the basic techniques taught by Master Roshi, glimpse the destructive laws of the God of Destruction, and even the Namekians' "infinite growth" resilience.
"Impossible!" Cracks appeared on the surface of Kronos's crystal, and for the first time, he showed the fear that belonged to a living being. "How could a mortal simultaneously control three laws?"
"Because we are not tools." Lin Ye's voice echoed throughout all the remaining universes, and the Origin Core suddenly split into seven golden dragon balls. "System, divine authority, bloodline... these are just choices, not shackles!"
The seven Origin Dragon Balls lit up simultaneously, each corresponding to a key moment in Lin Ye's journey: the friendship on Namek, the bond with the Earth Defense Force, the fateful showdown with Vegeta, the sacrifice in the Cell Saga, the unity in the Tournament of Power, the redemption in the Mirror Universe, and now, the final battle.
Android 18 suddenly rushed behind Lin Ye, her mechanical arm docking with the Origin Core, injecting the infinite energy unique to androids: "Do you remember what you said in the Cell Saga?" Her eyes reflected the torrent of energy, "You said, 'True perfection is accepting imperfection.'"
Lin Ye's ultimate technique took shape through the fusion of three powers—no longer simply the "Light of Creation," but the "End? Origin," encompassing destruction and chaos. Within this light, Kronos saw his former self before being consumed by chaos: once an angel of order guarding time and space, fallen due to fear of the Omni-King's power of cleansing.
"So... I'm the one most afraid of change." Kronos's crystal shattered completely, and chaotic energy receded like a tide. His tentacles transformed into twelve rainbow bridges, piecing together the remaining fragments of the universe. "Lin Ye, remember this balance... don't become the next me."
As the light faded, Lin Ye found himself standing in the rebuilt Earth Martial Arts Arena. Vegeta was sparring with Trunks, Android 18 was adjusting a new gravity device, and Bulma was chasing after the mischievous Bra with a sniper. In the distance, Piccolo was instructing the new generation of Z Fighters, Master Roshi's voice mingling with the sound of pages turning in "Heaven's Doll."
The system interface suddenly displayed a final prompt: [The system has detected that the host has achieved the "Dimensional Dominator" achievement. Do you wish to retain the system core?]
Lin Ye smiled and pressed "No." The Origin Core transformed into countless points of light and merged into Earth. From then on, the universe had no more systems, only the eternal pursuit of free will by living beings. He looked at the martial arts uniform handed to him by Number 18. The "Z" badge on his chest shone warmly in the sunlight. It was forged from the last chaotic energy of Kronos, containing both the power of destruction and the hope of new life.
In the distant depths of the universe, the phantom of the super dragon Porunga flashed by, its eyes reflecting countless parallel universes of Lin Ye. In a forgotten timeline, the mirror image of Lin Ye was putting away the Key of Time, whispering to the chaotic rift behind him: "This time, it's my turn to protect the balance."
The end is not the end, but a new beginning. As the first rays of sunlight illuminate the stone monument in the martial arts arena, the same sentence is inscribed in Saiyan, Earth language, and Namekian script:
"The ultimate form of power is the courage to protect what you love."
Chapter 371: The Ultimate Intent of Freedom
As Weiss's staff traced a silver arc across the gravity chamber's dome, pale golden energy waves flowed down Lin Ye's spine. Within the 10000 times gravity field, every bone creaked under the immense pressure. Sweat, barely seeping from his forehead, was pressed into a film of water clinging to his skin, sliding down his muscles to his chin, leaving flat, damp patches instead of splashes upon impact.
“Air isn’t a rope; you can’t hold onto it.” Weiss’s voice was like cotton soaked in water, soft yet penetrating the hum of gravity. He flicked his fingertip, and a bright red cherry flew straight towards him. “Right now, you’re like a child clutching a kite string, afraid to let go. But air is the wind; you have to let it choose its own direction.”
Lin Ye opened his mouth to catch the cherry. The moment he bit into it, the sweet and slightly sour flavor exploded on his tongue. Just as he was about to speak, his retina was suddenly blinded by a blinding red light: [Warning! The Ultra Instinct simulation program and Saiyan gene rejection reaction have intensified. Risk of left biceps muscle tear 73%, risk of right pelvic dislocation 58%]. The silver line representing "instinct" was climbing up the blood vessels, colliding with the golden vein symbolizing "reason" at the collarbone. The two beams of light intertwined, like a tangled electrical wire.
"Cough..." He couldn't help but cough, and when he looked up, he met Whis's light blue eyes that reflected the light. "Mr. Whis, shouldn't this thing never have been taught to Saiyans in the first place?"
Whis tapped his staff on the ground, causing ripples in the gravitational field. Lin Ye's knees buckled, and he nearly collapsed. "Have you ever seen a stream stop flowing because a rock is blocking its path?" The white-haired angel smiled, and the crystal at the top of his staff suddenly lit up, making his profile look like frosted glass. "Jiren is gray, Goku is gold, and you are... red with a system, but Extreme doesn't care about any of that. It only recognizes 'existence' itself."
Lin Ye crushed a cherry pit, the bitter taste just beginning to rise, when it was drowned out by the system's notification: [Detection indicates a cognitive bias in the host's understanding of the Ultimate Instinct concept. It is recommended to retrieve Jiren's combat data for comparative analysis.] A dense stream of data instantly spread across his retina. Every punch Jiren threw in the Tournament of Power was labeled with its angle, force, and airflow frequency. But the clearer the numbers became, the more suffocated he felt.
“You didn’t think this way three days ago at the qualifiers,” Weiss suddenly said. With a flick of his staff, the metal wall of the gravity chamber transformed into a screen, replaying footage from the qualifiers of the Tournament of Gravity. When Jiren’s space-tearing punch slammed into Lin Ye’s shoulder blade, a purple bruise immediately appeared. In the footage, Lin Ye arched his back in pain, but still clenched his fists and cursed.
Lin Ye's face flushed slightly. "Back then, I thought... as long as I was strong enough, I could always catch it."
"Oh?" Whis tilted his head, and the screen suddenly switched to the shadows of the audience seats. Beerus was curled up in his chair, his tail tip tapping the armrest intermittently, the rhythm as fast as a telegram. "Listen to this."
Beerus's deep voice came from the screen, slightly hoarse as if scratched by a cat's claws: "Instinct calculated by the system? This kind of trash is worthy of being a candidate for God of Destruction? Whis, if you really can't find an apprentice, I'll lend you that fat cat from the Champa family to practice on."
“He’s always like this.” Lin Ye scoffed, his left hand subconsciously pressing on his shoulder blade, which was still throbbing. The wound contained not only Jiren’s power but also the barb in Beerus’s words. It was clearly mockery, yet it struck at his weak spot more deeply than any encouragement.
Whis didn't reply, but simply twirled his staff. The gravity chamber suddenly plunged into absolute darkness, and even Lin Ye's Saiyan night vision couldn't immediately adapt. When he could see his surroundings clearly, he found Whis already standing on the steps ten meters away, the crystal at the top of his staff projecting an image of Jiren and Goku's battle.
In the scene, Jiren's fist was clearly aimed at Goku's face, but it was as if it was being pushed by an invisible current, making an extremely subtle turn, and finally landing precisely under Goku's armpit, the weakest point of the air current. The trajectory was unbelievably tricky, yet as natural as the wind blowing through leaves.
“He is ‘choosing,’ but he is not ‘choosing.’” Weiss’s voice was tinged with laughter. “It’s like when you’re thirsty, you reach for water without first calculating whether the cup is on the left or the right. The ultimate goal is to make the body become ‘thirst’ itself.”
Lin Ye suddenly bent his knee and slammed it into the ground. The reaction force of 10000 times gravity propelled him like a pebble launched into the air, hurtling straight towards Weiss. Thirty-seven attack angles instantly popped up on his retina, the system frantically highlighting the optimal solutions... attack the throat, kick the back of the knee, elbow the ribs. But when his fist was only three inches from Weiss's neck, his arm suddenly shifted 0.3 degrees as if drawn by a magnet, colliding precisely with Weiss's casually raised elbow.
"boom!"
The fist didn't strike flesh and blood, but rather felt like it was hitting flowing water; the force was instantly neutralized. Before Lin Ye could react, gravity suddenly doubled, and the pressure of 20000 times the normal force slammed him to the floor like a red-hot iron plate.
"Cough..." The air in his chest was instantly squeezed out. Lin Ye looked at his fingertips, which were trembling like a leaf, and the optimal solutions highlighted in red by the system shattered into dust in his mind. "Why..."
“Because your brain is waiting for the system to give you orders.” Weiss squatted down next to him, poking the back of his head with the tip of his staff. “It’s like someone telling you ‘it’s hot’ and you actually jumping up when you’re burned. Is that the same thing?”
[A 0.7-second delay was detected between the host's consciousness and body, consistent with the characteristics of the initial stage of the Free and Easy Ultimate] The system notification sound suddenly slowed down by half a beat, as if it were panting. [It is recommended to activate the 'Emotional Stripping' protocol to block negative emotions such as fear and hesitation, which can increase the compatibility to 39%].
"Get lost." Lin Ye gritted his teeth and cursed, his gums bleeding from the effort. As the taste of blood spread on his tongue, he suddenly remembered the sky of Namek—Dande holding the injured Gohan and crying, his tears falling onto the sand and spreading a small, dark stain. And during the Cell Games, Android 18 was wrapped in that disgusting cocoon, the despair in her eyes like an icicle, piercing him even now.
These things, which the system labeled as "negative," were clearly the last bit of strength he held onto whenever he wanted to give up.
"Looks like you're more sensible than some Gods of Destruction." Whis suddenly put away his staff, and the gravity field returned to normal with a "hum." He conjured two cups of ice cream out of thin air, and when he handed them over, ice crystals were still dripping from the spoon handles. "When Beerus was young, he stood in the thunderstorms of God of Destruction for three hundred years to practice Ultra Instinct. He said, 'If you don't even have fear, how can you talk about breakthroughs?'"
Lin Ye took the ice cream, its cool, sweet taste sliding down his throat, making him shiver. The red light on his retina suddenly faded to a soft blue, and the system interface refreshed rather slowly: [Detected 'Controllable Emotional Resonance' in the host, Self-Mastery compatibility increased to 41%] . Silver and gold patterns slowly unfolded at his heart, like two intertwined threads weaving half a crooked lotus flower.
"That's more like it." He licked his ice cream, chocolate flavored with a slightly bitter taste. "That old man Beerus... he must have been struck by lightning and screamed like crazy back then, right?"
Weiss chuckled, his shoulders shaking. "Every time there's thunder, he hides behind a pillar in the temple, insisting he's 'observing the destructive patterns of thunderstorms.'" He suddenly looked out the window; the spaceship from Universe Six was flashing through the clouds, like a silver nail embedded in the blue sky. "Speaking of which, Hit from Universe Six can already combine Time-Skip and Ultimate Skill. Last time I watched him train, he dodged attacks from seventeen directions in 0.1 seconds, and even made me a cup of tea."
Lin Ye paused, his spoon still. "And what about me?"
"You?" Weiss blinked, then suddenly reached out and tapped his temple. "You're still debating whether or not to delete that encrypted video from the system."
Lin Ye's ears suddenly felt hot. In the deepest part of the system's storage space, there was indeed a video labeled "no combat value." On his last birthday before transmigrating, his mother stuffed burnt fried eggs into his schoolbag, oil splattering on the back of her hand, but she grinned and said, "No matter how late you work overtime, you have to eat something hot, otherwise you won't grow tall."
He encrypted the video three times, and the system reminded him eight times that it was "consuming storage space," but he clicked "ignore" each time.
"That's different," he muttered softly, the ice cream melting even faster in his hands, sweet juice dripping through his fingers. "That's..."
“It’s what’s keeping you standing here, right?” Whis’s voice softened. “Ultimate skill isn’t about turning you into an empty shell; it’s about turning everything you care about, fear, and are reluctant to part with into your body’s instincts. Just like how Goku never thinks ‘I want to become stronger’ when he transforms, but rather ‘I want to protect them.’”
Just as Lin Ye was about to speak, the alloy door of the gravity chamber was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang, followed by Gabe's furious roar: "Lin Ye! Are you stupid? I sensed your aura was like a candle about to go out in the training field just now, and you're still here?"
When the door was kicked open, Gabe was leaning against the doorframe, panting. Sparks were still visible on the cuffs of his blue combat suit, and blood was flowing from the wound on his forehead, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. His eyes were wide open. But when he saw Lin Ye's appearance clearly, the words suddenly caught in his throat.
Within the golden aura emanating from Lin Ye, silver streams of light swam about like live fish, climbing up his arm to his fist before silently disappearing back into the air.
“You…” Gabe opened his mouth, then suddenly remembered the energy he had sensed in the training field. Just a second ago it was as weak as a candle in the wind, but the next second it exploded, with an indescribable smoothness. “Your energy…”
"Looks like the Saiyan from Universe 7 has finally found the door." Whis held up his ice cream cup to Cabba, water droplets rolling down the sides of the cup.
Lin Ye clenched his fist, feeling the two forces within him slowly reconciling. The golden rationality was no longer rigidly inflexible, and the silver instinct was no longer raging wildly; they were like water and sugar, slowly melting into a sweet broth. He suddenly smiled, gesturing with his chin towards Gabe: "Perfect timing, wanna spar a bit?"
Gabe paused, then suddenly laughed. He wiped the blood from his face, and blue flames erupted around him with a "boom": "I couldn't be happier! That flying kick you owed me in the qualifiers, I'll pay you back now!"
As his fist hurtled towards him with a whooshing sound, Lin Ye's retina flashed with the system's prediction: attack angle 37 degrees, force 8.9 kilograms, defensive focus on the left rib. But this time, Lin Ye didn't look at those numbers.
He just remembered the fried egg his mother gave him, Dende's tears, and Goku's words at the Tournament of Power: "I will not lose."
Just as the fists were about to collide, Lin Ye's body suddenly shifted to the side, the angle small, but just enough to allow Gabe's fist to graze his shoulder. Gabe was clearly taken aback—it was an opening he had deliberately created, meant to trick Lin Ye into a counterattack, but the other seemed to have known beforehand, avoiding all the traps.
“How is that possible…” Gabe’s voice was filled with surprise.
Lin Ye didn't speak, but used the momentum from his sidestep to throw a punch back. This punch had no angle calculated by the system, no optimal solution marked, yet it landed precisely where Gabe's aura was most dispersed. Gabe let out a "Ugh," was knocked back two steps, but his eyes shone with a frightening light.
[The compatibility of the "Freedom and Ultimate" system has been increased to 53%] The system notification sound was quiet and calm, without the previous rush.
"Again!" Lin Ye's laughter mingled with the roar of his aura, and the silver patterns within the gold grew brighter and brighter, like a handful of stars being scattered. He suddenly understood that the ultimate freedom was never about discarding anything, but about learning to charge forward with all the "imperfections"—with the system's assistance, with the Saiyan's stubbornness, with those burnt eggs and unspoken concerns.
Cabba's second punch was even faster, carrying the ferocity of a Saiyan from Universe 6. Lin Ye, however, felt that everything before him slowed down—the wind generated by Cabba's punch, the air flowing in the gravity chamber, and even the frosting Whis secretly added to the ice cream became clearly discernible.
His body was moving, but it felt like he wasn't in control. When he dodged Cabba's hook punch, he casually patted the other's back, a "force-dissipating technique" that Gohan had taught him before; when he dodged a sweeping kick, he stomped his toes on the ground, a "gravity-based counter-attack" method that Krillin had taught him.
These fragmented things, learned from others, are now flowing out from his instincts, intertwining with the silver patterns of freedom and ultimate bliss, growing ever denser.
[Warning! Multiple combat techniques and ultimate techniques have been detected fused together. The system database is being reconstructed...]
"Reconstruct your head," Lin Ye cursed inwardly, but couldn't help laughing. Looking at Gabe's increasingly excited face and the smile in Weiss's eyes, he suddenly felt that 10000 times the gravity wasn't so unbearable after all.
When Gabe's third punch came hurtling towards him with a blue light, Lin Ye didn't dodge. He charged forward to meet the punch, and just before the two fists collided, his body suddenly made a move that surprised even himself—not blocking, not dodging, but spinning to the side with Gabe's force, while simultaneously ramming his elbow into the crook of Gabe's arm.
"boom!"
Gabe's fist grazed Lin Ye's waist, but because the force was dissipated, he staggered forward two steps. When he turned around, Lin Ye's fist was just an inch in front of his nose, carrying a warm breath.
“You…” Gabe opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time, “What you just did…”
"I don't know." Lin Ye withdrew his hand, looking at his fist. The silver light still shimmered between his fingers, as if greeting him. "It's like... my body knows what to do."
Weiss suddenly clapped, the crisp sound echoing through the gravity chamber. "Not bad, you've almost reached the pinnacle." He glanced out the window; the spaceship from Universe 6 had already landed in the temple's plaza. "However, Hit and the others will probably be coming over in half an hour. If you want to show off in front of him, you'd better put in a little more effort."
Lin Ye's eyes lit up. He flexed his wrist, and a burst of silver light shone brightly within the golden aura: "Gabe, again! Don't hold back this time!"
Gabe grinned, his blue aura burning even brighter: "Just what I wanted!"
As the air currents surged again in the gravity chamber, on Lin Ye's retina, silver and gold patterns finally wove into a complete lotus flower at the location of his heart. The system's notification tone became very soft, like a sigh, yet also like a blessing: [The compatibility of the Ultimate Freedom has increased to 59%... 'Symbiotic' characteristics detected between the host and the Ultimate Freedom... Recommendation: Maintain this level].
He stopped looking at the system interface. He knew that this trial of ultimate freedom had only just begun. And the path he was to walk was never the optimal solution planned by the system, but his own—a path carrying all his attachments, all his wounds, all his imperfections, yet undeniably real.
Watching the intertwined gold and blue flames in the arena, Weiss quietly drew a circle in the air with his staff. The walls of the gravity chamber transformed into a screen of light once more, this time displaying Beerus's face—the orange cat was crouching on the sofa on Planet Destroyer, its tail tip subtly curled up, hidden in its paws behind its back, clutching a half-eaten planetary candy.
"Hmph, so slow." Beerus's muttered voice came from the screen, but he didn't say anything more sarcastic.
Whis smiled and shook his head, then turned to hand each of the two Saiyans locked in fierce combat a new ice cream. Light from the gravity chamber shone through the ice crystals, casting dappled patterns on the ground like scattered stars.