This allowed Son Gohan to read Pikkon's attack before it had even fully been unleashed.
So even though Pikkon surpassed Son Gohan in terms of energy, he had no way of landing an attack on him.
Though Pikkon was baffled, he understood that fists and kicks alone could not reach Son Gohan. He suddenly stopped attacking and quickly retreated.
Son Gohan did not pursue him either, and the two began to face off.
"What's going on?" West Kai asked curiously.
The four Kais were all somewhat puzzled. Though they were Kais, the level of Son Gohan and Pikkon's battle had already surpassed their understanding.
"That's because that boy named Son Gohan has already far surpassed that fellow named Pikkon in spiritual cultivation."
Just then, an aged voice rang out behind the four Kais. They were all startled, then turned around and cried out, "Grand Kai!"
Beneath a tall black hat, with the sunglasses standard to all Kais and a neatly groomed white beard, stood none other than the master of Grand Kai's Planet—the Grand Kai.
"What an interesting pair of boys. It's been a long time since I've seen such a thrilling battle."
The Grand Kai stroked his beard and laughed. "If I remember correctly, the martial arts tournament will begin soon, won't it?"
The four Kais hurriedly replied with ingratiating smiles, "Yes, Grand Kai."
Nodding, the Grand Kai turned his gaze back to the battle in the arena. "To be honest, it is exceedingly rare for a lower-world lifeform to possess such spiritual cultivation."
West Kai was somewhat displeased at that. "Rare, perhaps, but they can still be found."
"But you don't know this Son Gohan's age," the Grand Kai said, propping his head up with one hand.
"His age?" West Kai froze.
"This little fellow shouldn't be over