He-El and Goku's group entered the Martial Arts Temple and registered at the World Martial Arts Tournament registration desk.
After He-El and Yamcha registered, the Martial Arts Temple staff member in charge of registration looked somewhat surprised at Goku and Krillin, who were still little runts. "Are you two registering as well? Although the World Martial Arts Tournament has no age limit..."
The registration staff member gave Goku and Krillin a reminder. They were probably the shortest and youngest contestants he had ever seen.
"Mm-hmm, that's right! We want to register for the World Martial Arts Tournament." Goku and Krillin replied with broad, toothy grins.
"Ah...? All right, then." The registration staff member looked Goku and Krillin over. By the rules, they were qualified to enter, even though they looked like nothing more than two children.
But the World Martial Arts Tournament had no restrictions on age or height.
Before long, the staff member entered Goku and Krillin's information. Goku was still the youngest competitor in the tournament.
"Today is registration day. We'll assign dormitories shortly, so don't wander off. Get a good rest tonight. The preliminaries will begin tomorrow," the registration staff member specifically reminded them when he saw how young Goku and Krillin were.
"What? So the competition isn't starting right away?" Goku was a little disappointed.
"You idiot, Goku. Get a good rest tonight and save your strength for tomorrow's matches," Bulma said.
"Come on, Goku, Krillin, Yamcha. Let's go in and get our dormitory assigned so we can rest well tonight." He-El headed into the Martial Arts Temple, calling for Goku, Krillin, and Yamcha to follow.
"Yes, Senior He-El." Yamcha bade Puar farewell with a determined look, then followed behind He-El into the temple.
"Got it, Brother He-El. Grandpa Master Roshi—Teacher Muten—we're going in." After happily