Krillin's Debut

"Would all contestants please follow the AI's arrangements. The preliminaries will now begin." Kusu did not say much. After announcing the start of the competition, she sat on a cushion, swinging her feet in the air. Next, the electronic AI would assign contestants to their designated arena sections according to the order of the previous drawing.

As the competition began, all the Saiyans and Fidayans in the audience who were not participating stretched their necks and waited eagerly.

"I'm number 24 in Group 1. I'm up first." A cheerful Saiyan in his twenties laughed heartily and leaped onto the stage. Across from him stood a young man who looked about the same age.

"Ding!"

The moment the two contestants heard the electronic signal, they immediately entered combat mode. As though facing a deadly foe, every muscle in their bodies tensed. Then, with a flash, they began moving at high speed. The thrilling match had begun.

Four hundred matches like this were taking place at once, so the giant screens did not display any individual battles. The spectators below had to rely entirely on their own eyes. For a time, dazzling fights unfolded one after another before them, too numerous to take in, leaving them able to do nothing but cry out in astonishment.

"Go, Kuls! Knock your opponent off the stage!"

"You bastard, have you forgotten what I taught you? If you lose, don't expect dinner tonight!"

"Throw a punch! Your opponent has already dodged to the other side!"

Such shouts were endless. Nearly every Saiyan was completely absorbed, brimming with excitement as they constantly commented on the fights. Krillin and the others from Earth had never experienced such an intense martial arts atmosphere. Their faces stiffened as they shook their heads and sighed. "The gap is far too great.