Soya felt that as a Supreme Kai, this statement was not problematic.
Therefore, Soya had no reason to hesitate and directly wrote this answer down.
All the questions were already done.
Soya checked them over again, feeling there were no issues.
"Time's up! Everyone, please stop writing!" the Grand Priest said, lightly snapping his fingers.
"Snap!"
The pens in the hands of Soya and the others instantly vanished.
Immediately after, the exam papers lying on the tables of Soya and the others also slowly floated up, presenting themselves before the Grand Priest.
The Grand Priest swiftly shuffled the order of the exam papers, concealed the name sections, and then handed the papers to Merus.
Merus was slightly taken aback.
"The new universe is prepared for you, the selection of the Supreme Kai is for you to decide, these are their exam papers." The Grand Priest smiled slightly.
Merus immediately accepted the exam papers with both hands, hurriedly thanking the Grand Priest.
Afterwards, Merus carefully looked over the exam papers and graded them.
The scores came out quickly.
Full score of 10 points, two people in total.
9 points, one person.
8 points, three people.
The rest were all below 8 points.
"Grand Priest, does this seem acceptable?" Merus asked with utmost respect.
"Not bad." The Grand Priest looked at the exam papers, nodded satisfactorily, feeling Merus's grading was not problematic.
"For the two with 10 points, how should we choose?" Merus inquired.
"Let's see who they are first." The Grand Priest revealed a smile, opened the seal, exposing the names written there.
The name on one of the exam papers was written as "Soya".
The name section on the other paper was blank.
"Oh dear… the other perfect score paper didn't have a name written." The Grand Priest sighed lightly.
Sixth Universe's Supreme Kai Fuwa: "..."
Fuwa glared fiercely at his disciple, so angry smoke seemed to come out of his nostrils.
That disciple's mouth twitched, laughing awkwardly.
"Grand Priest, the contestant who forgot to write their name is from our universe." Vados answered with a smile.
"To have forgotten to write a name, that can only be treated as a forfeit." The Grand Priest gently shook his head.
That disciple immediately burst into tears.
This was too tragic, wasn't it?
Treated as a forfeit?
"Idiot! You wasted a perfectly good opportunity, why didn't you write your name during the exam?" Fuwa scolded harshly, raining down criticism.
That disciple hung his head, like a child who had done something wrong.
"After returning, you don't need to be my disciple anymore, go back to your Eastern Universe and continue your training!" Fuwa grew angrier the more he thought about it, issuing this command to his disciple.
That disciple's mouth kept twitching.
So unlucky!
Wasn't it just forgetting to write a name during the exam?
Was it such a big deal?
"The other perfect score paper belongs to contestant Soya from the Seventh Universe!" The Grand Priest said with a smile, turning his gaze towards Soya.
Soya gave a slight, unhurried nod.
"Then… for the culture exam, Soya achieves first place with a perfect score!" The Grand Priest announced, "Next, the four contestants with scores of 8 and above will engage in combat sparring!"
"Snap!"
The Grand Priest snapped his fingers again.
A circular arena immediately appeared on the planet's surface.
The arena was approximately over 600 meters in diameter, floating in the air, about 10 meters off the ground.
"Contestants Soya, Zamasu, Carlo, and Silia, please proceed to the arena." The Grand Priest announced with a smile.
Soya immediately leapt onto the arena.
Afterwards, the other three contestants also stepped onto the arena together.
For the culture exam, there should have been 5 people with scores of 8 and above, but since one person didn't write their name, they were eliminated.
Only four people remained, including Soya.
Soya knew this person Zamasu.
As for that Carlo, he was a slightly plump-looking Namekian.
Silia was also a Namekian, with a fiery figure, stunning looks, light pink skin, and silvery-white shoulder-length hair, giving off a unique flavor of a mature woman.
"Handsome little brother, after the match ends, shall we have dinner together?" Silia smiled as she moved close to Soya's ear, gently blowing a puff of air into it.
"Do you like sausages?" Soya turned his head to look at Silia.
Silia was visibly stunned, then lightly nodded.
"Good, I'll give you the most delicious sausage in the entire universe." Soya grinned happily.
Silia: "????"
The most delicious sausage in the entire universe?
Is it really that delicious?
"I want to eat it now." Silia immediately became interested, her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly.
"It's not convenient now, in front of so many people, it's too embarrassing." Soya grinned, his face even reddening.
Silia: "..."
Wait, isn't it just eating a sausage?
What's inconvenient about that?
Also, what does this blushing mean?
Why do I feel there's something off about what you're saying?
"Then, how about we team up during the match later?" Silia asked with a smile.
"Sure." Soya nodded, readily agreeing, and extended his hand in a friendly manner.
Silia also gracefully extended her hand, shaking Soya's.
Soya felt Silia's hand was soft, smooth, and seemingly boneless. Judging purely by its surface, if you ignored the color, it would absolutely be great for piloting planes.
Tsk tsk…
Truly worthy of being a god.
With this figure and looks, she could rival even Vados.
"Pleasure working together." Silia gave a gentle smile, sticking her tongue out playfully at Soya.
"Mhmm mhmm, nice tongue." Soya nodded, "Looks like the tasteless, slightly fragrant type."
Silia: "????"
What exactly are you saying?
Why do I feel so confused listening?
"All four of you, the match rules are simple: knocking any opponent other than yourself out of the arena counts as victory." The Grand Priest announced, "Match time is unlimited! Surrendering or conceding counts as a loss! Killing is not allowed! The rules are that simple!"
"Match start!" Merus gave the order.
"I'll deal with that guy called Zamasu, you handle the other one, how about that?" Silia asked softly.
"Why?" Soya asked.
"That guy called Zamasu looks quite strong at a glance, I feel you might not be able to beat him." Silia giggled.
"You're so nice." Soya gave Silia a thumbs-up.
"It's settled, after the match ends, treat me to the most delicious sausage, don't go back on your word." Silia smiled elegantly, even smacking her lips slightly, licking them.
Soya nodded vigorously.
Kale and Tarola obviously overheard this conversation between the two, momentarily speechless and choked up.
"Kale, our sausage is about to be taken away." Tarola whispered to Kale in a low voice.
"Ah? When did you ever eat it?" Kale looked shocked.
"You guess." Tarola said proudly, puffing out her chest.
"Negative emotional value from Kale +666!"
"Was it the bursting kind?" Tarola inquired curiously.
Tarola: "..."
Tarola's face instantly turned red.
"Negative emotional value from Tarola +666!"
Soya: "????"
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