Each on Their Own Journey

"Is that it?" Krillin rubbed his sore eyes and exchanged looks with his companions, only to find that everyone was a little dazed.

They had been so eager at the start, hoping to learn from it, but in the end, they had understood absolutely nothing.

"That was incredible!"

After a long silence, Son Goku suddenly shouted.

"Yeah." Vegeta nodded lightly. It had to be said that the strength Chaya had displayed had won everyone over. Even the proud and arrogant Vegeta was sincerely convinced in the face of such overwhelming power.

Turning around, Vegeta looked at Son Goku. "Kakarot, let's have a match. Let's see who reaches Chaya's level first!"

Though he still had not let go of his desire to compete with Son Goku, Vegeta's focus had shifted—or rather, his mindset had evolved. No longer was his goal simply to defeat Kakarot. He wanted to reach the so-called "realm of gods."

"Sure! I'll definitely get there first!" Son Goku readily agreed, full of confidence.

"Is that so?" Vegeta's lips curled slightly. Seeing Son Goku's innocent confidence, he could not help but smile. This time, he would not lose again. Compared with Son Goku, who still had no clue about the realm of gods, he had vaguely grasped a direction.

After that, amid a silent atmosphere, everything at the Martial Arts Tournament came to an end. Looking at the stunned expressions on everyone's faces, Chaya chuckled and left the arena with Selyne and the others. Son Goku, Vegeta, and the rest departed one after another as well. They had broadened their horizons today, but they had also suffered quite a blow.

They were still far too distant from true experts.

After the competition ended, the warriors who had placed would be recorded, then comprehensively evaluated based on their performance in