Android 18 / Videl

"How could I not remember? I knew that Grand Zeno was going to be reincarnated, so I remembered it long ago," Vados replied.

"That's strange. Why did Father say it wasn't Indra?" Whis was a little confused.

"Could there really be a mistake?" Vados wiped her sweat.

I spent several days on it, and almost got myself into trouble.

So, Indra wasn't the reincarnation of the Grand Zeno.

Although Vados had some doubts about her father's words, she also knew very well that her father never lied.

Grand Priest, there's no need to lie about something like this.

The Grand Priest wouldn't fabricate such a pointless lie just to prevent the angels from contacting the Grand Zeno.

Since her father said so, Vados figured there was probably something wrong.

"So we've worked for nothing?" Vados said with a wry smile.

"That's right," Whis sighed.

"Then, where is the real Grand Zeno?" Vados looked up at the sky.

"Perhaps, in another universe?" Whis guessed.

"If it really is in another universe, then we probably won't be able to reach it," Vados said with a look of despair.

Whis: ""

Yes, it's not meant to be!

This is the worst possible outcome.

"Never mind, I'm going back." After saying that, Vados transformed into a dazzling flame and disappeared in an instant.

Time flies.

A year later, Son Goku mastered Instant Transmission and teleported directly back from Yardrat.

That day, Vegeta found Son Goku, and the two had a good fight.

Soon, Vegeta left looking disheveled, and trained even harder.

Six more years have passed.

Son Gohan has grown up, turned 16, and entered Orange Star High School in Orange Star City.

On this day, Son Gohan brought back news from his classmate that the World Martial Arts Tournament had been reopened.

In fact, the World Martial Arts Tournament was restarted three years ago, but Son Goku and the others just hadn't paid attention to it.

"The World Martial Arts Tournament? Come to think of it, I really miss it." Son Goku scratched his head.

"Dad, should we go?" Son Gohan asked.

To be honest, Son Gohan has been a bit tired of studying lately and is really looking forward to participating in a World Martial Arts Tournament so he can have a good fight.

"Will your mother agree?" Son Goku was a little worried.

Chi-Chi would definitely not agree.

"If we win the championship, there's a lot of prize money. I heard it's 10 million," Son Gohan said with a smile.

"10 million? Is that a lot?" Son Goku had no sense of numbers.

"Enough for our family to eat for a long time." Son Gohan and chuckled.

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"Gohan, go tell your mother." Son Goku nodded.

Son Gohan immediately told his mother the news.

When Chi-Chi heard that there would be such a large prize for winning the World Martial Arts Tournament, she immediately agreed without hesitation.

"But Gohan, it's a bit boring if it's just the two of us participating in the World Martial Arts Tournament," Son Goku said thoughtfully, resting his chin on his hand. "Go and tell Piccolo and Krillin."

"Is Daddy going to find Uncle Indra?" Son Gohan's expression changed slightly. "Don't let Uncle Indra get involved! He can just wave his hand and we'll disappear. How are we supposed to fight then?"

"I don't want Indra to participate; I want Broly, who's with Indra, to participate," Son Goku said with a smile.

"Broly? That guy with the long tail?" Son Gohan was taken aback.

"Dad thinks this Broly is unfathomable, and may have already surpassed Dad in his current abilities," Son Goku pondered.

"Huh? No way? He's already surpassed Dad?" Son Gohan a little incredulous.

"Gohan, think about it. Seven years ago, Broly could easily defeat Cell," Son Goku replied. "Seven years have passed, and although our strength has greatly improved, allowing us to easily defeat Cell from seven years ago, don't forget that Broly should also be growing. At least, Dad believes that Broly can't stand still."

"Broly has a tail, Vegeta says he's not Saiyans." Son Gohan. "But why do I feel like he is Saiyans?"

"Perhaps Gohan is right, he might really be a surviving Saiyans." Son Goku nodded. "Alright, I'll go see Broly and Vegeta and tell them about the World Martial Arts Tournament."

"Yes, Dad, I'll go tell Uncle Piccolo and Uncle Krillin right away," Son Gohan replied.

"Whoosh!"

Son Goku used Instant Transmission to appear next to Broly in the blink of an eye.

"It stinks so bad!"

Son Goku quickly covered his nose.

Broly: ""

"Hey, I'm in the bathroom, what are you doing barging in here?" Broly glared at Son Goku.

"It was an accident, purely an accident," Son Goku said, scratching his head.

After leaving the restroom, Son Goku told Broly about the World Martial Arts Tournament.

"World Martial Arts Tournament? What does that mean?" Broly didn't know much about this kind of thing.

"How so? It's like people from this world competing in a ring to vie for the title of the best in the world," Son Goku explained.

"That seems interesting," Broly mused, "But I need to ask the boss for his opinion."

"The boss you're talking about, is it Indra?" Son Goku asked.

Broly rolled his eyes at Son Goku.

Isn't that obvious?

Who else can I say?

After living on Earth for so many years, Broly has changed from being a man of few words to being more talkative.

"Oh? The World Martial Arts Tournament?" Indra looked at Son Goku thoughtfully after hearing the news.

"Cough cough Indra, you really shouldn't participate. If you just wave your hand, we'll all disappear. It'll be so boring if we fight." Son Goku, being straightforward, voiced his concerns.

"In all these years, when have you ever seen me participate in World Martial Arts Tournament?" Indra smiled.

"That's true," Son Goku said, scratching his head.

"Go ahead, Broly, I don't object." Indra agreed to Broly's request.

"Thank you, boss," Broly said quickly.

"Broly, I'm waiting, I'm waiting to fight you properly!" Son Goku's face was full of anticipation. "Oh, right, I also need to inform Vegeta."

"Go ahead," Indra nodded.

"Whoosh!"

Sun Wukong used teleportation to disappear in an instant.

"What World Martial Arts Tournament?" Vegeta asked calmly.

"This is a martial arts tournament held on Earth," Son Goku explained. "Gohan and I will both participate. Gohan has already informed Piccolo and Krillin, and I believe they will also be there."

"Hmph, boring." Vegeta scoffed. "Why don't we find somewhere else to have a proper fight? Why confine ourselves to the ring?"

"It's different," Son Goku scratched his head. "Oh right, Broly is participating too."

"Broly? The Saiyans you're talking about? The lackey who's with Indra?" Vegeta sneered.

"Yes, it's him. Is he really not Saiyans?" Son Goku asked.

"Saiyans don't become someone else's underlings," Vegeta chuckled.

Son Goku: ""

I vaguely remember you being Frieza's henchman.

Never mind, I'd better not say anything.

"Kakarot, what kind of look is that?" Vegeta snapped.

"But Broly has a tail, isn't he really not Saiyans?" Son Goku changed the subject.

"Everyone with a long tail is Saiyans? You're ridiculous, Kakarot." Vegeta chuckled. "The universe is so vast, there are countless people with long tails. You're such an ignorant fool."

"Whatever, it doesn't matter if he's not Saiyans. If he were Saiyans, he could defeat Perfect Cell in his normal state. What if he became Super Saiyan?" Son Goku said in a deep voice.

Vegeta's face changed color.

This is fucking...

How could I have forgotten about that?

Kakarot is right. If he's this powerful even in his normal state, wouldn't he be invincible as a Super Saiyan?

Hopefully, it's not Saiyans.

"You're overthinking it, Kakarot," Vegeta chuckled. "Even if he's Saiyans, it's not like he can become Super Saiyan so easily, is it? Do you really think Super Saiyan are commonplace these days?"

"That's true." Son Goku nodded slightly, then asked, "Vegeta, so you agree to participate in the competition?"

"Vegeta, go participate! I heard that there are prizes for the top finishers," Vegeta's wife Emily urged from the side.

Vegeta glanced at Emily.

"We're almost starving," Emily sighed softly.

"Alright, since you're all participating, I'll join in the fun too," Vegeta said with a smile.

"Alright, Vegeta, see you at the World Martial Arts Tournament." Son Goku waved goodbye.

"Kakarot, do you think you're so powerful just because you've mastered Instant Transmission?" Vegeta sneered. "You're definitely going to lose to me in this World Martial Arts Tournament!"

Son Goku turned around and smiled.

"Whoosh!"

Son Goku Instant Transmission away.

A small island.

"Oh? The World Martial Arts Tournament?" Android 17's eyes lit up when he saw the prize money for the World Martial Arts Tournament.

"This is no small sum of money." Android 18 also had a hint of anticipation on his face.

"Let's go," suggested Android 17.

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"I have no objection." Android 18 nodded, then asked Android 16, "You should participate too, Android 16."

"Okay, I'll participate too." Android 16 nodded slightly.

"I just wonder if Indra and Son Goku will participate?" Android 17 pondered.

"Even if we participate, it'll be fine, right?" Android 18 chuckled. "We've even seen something as powerful as that cat, what's there to be afraid of?"

"You're right." Android 17 nodded.

"So many years have passed, I really don't know who they really are," Android 16 sighed. "Could they really be gods?"

Above Bulma's house.