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The Grand Kai smiled. "The Inter-Universal Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin, so give it your best out there. I hope you'll bring glory to Universe 7!"
North Kai nodded vigorously. "You're from my North Galaxy, so you'd better uphold its honor!"
"I will!"
Goku's gaze was resolute. His big brother Gran had organized this tournament himself. Goku didn't know whether Universe 7 would win in the end, but he absolutely would not lose!
"Oh, right. Pikkon, are you entering?" Goku asked.
Pikkon froze, then pointed at himself. "Can I?"
Goku realized the problem.
Pikkon had been dead for a long time. Goku had no idea whether Pikkon could enter the Inter-Universal Martial Arts Tournament!
"Lord North Kai, can Pikkon enter?" Goku turned to the short fellow in front of him.
Stumped, North Kai looked at the old man beside him. "Lord Grand Kai, can Pikkon enter?"
Pikkon looked at the Grand Kai expectantly too.
"Well..."
Under all three of their gazes, sweat beaded on the Grand Kai's forehead.
"I don't actually know!"
Thud!
Everyone collapsed.
"The dead are no longer part of the Living World, but to some extent, they still represent part of Universe 7's strength!"
"Lord Gran proposed this Fighting Tournament, and Lord Beerus is hosting it personally. I honestly don't know whether he'll let the dead compete."
The Grand Kai clasped his hands behind his back and frowned. "Pikkon can just try entering. Then we'll know."
"Right!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Goku hurriedly said, "Pikkon, Mr. Whis said you can enter by raising your hand. Try it!"
"Okay!"
Pikkon raised one hand.
A moment passed.
The Grand Kai asked, "Well? Did it work?"
Pikkon shook his head. "I don't know. I