"I'm D71!"
After Gohan took out his lottery number, father and son both smiled at the same time.
A1-A100 formed a major galaxy made up of one hundred constellations.
If father and son had both drawn into the major galaxy competition for the A1 constellation, they would probably have clashed before the finals and eliminated one of themselves in advance.
"No way, I got drawn into the same preliminary matchup as Lord Kakarot?"
"Then you're finished. Lord Kakarot has already broken through to Super Saiyan 5. His strength is second only to the Great Emperor, and even Lord Broly is currently no match for him."
"Heh, I fucking drew the D galaxy. I didn't run into Lord Kakarot, but I ran into Lord Gohan instead!!"
"I've got it even worse, okay? I drew the A5 constellation. I'll be eliminated before I can even get through the preliminaries!"
Not long after Kakarot and Gohan finished speaking, all the Saiyans nearby began wailing. This luck was simply beyond awful.
It would have been fine if they were fighting experts from Universe 6.
With their Super Saiyan 4 forms, even the weakest among them had combat power exceeding 30 points of Divine Power. They were not afraid in the slightest, and if they could surpass their limits in battle, they might even achieve a good ranking in this Universe Martial Arts Tournament between the two universes.
But now?
There was no need to think about it. Some of them would not even make it through the preliminaries, and even the luckiest probably would not get past the second round.
With two Super Saiyan 5s, Kakarot and Gohan, blocking their path, aside from those fusion female Saiyans who had gone mad recently, who else could contend with them?
Bardock: "..."
Broly: "..."
They were