So Vegeta gathered everyone except Broly and told them about Super Saiyan God.
"Gather six Saiyans with Justice Hearts, and you can get stronger? Vegeta, why didn't you tell us about this before?" Son Goku asked reproachfully.
If he had known there was a way to get stronger like this, he would have tried it long ago.
Vegeta glared at him. "You idiot, haven't you already seen what Tarble and the others look like? Didn't you realize they were Super Saiyan Gods?"
"Huh? I always thought they were born with red hair." Son Goku gave a sheepish laugh.
Vegeta shook his head helplessly, then began counting.
"Super Saiyan God requires at least six Saiyans with Justice Hearts. Children are more likely to have Justice Hearts, so Son Gohan, Trunks, Son Goten-the three of you must have them. Then there's Kakarot. You grew up on Earth, so you should be fine too. That makes four. Add King Linx's two princes... good, we have all six."
Just as Vegeta settled on the participants, Whis spoke up beside him. "Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Vegeta, but I think you need to change your lineup. This young man named Taro is a Legendary Super Saiyan, isn't he? Then, like Broly, he cannot contribute a Justice Heart."
"Huh? That's not fair." Taro looked dejected and disappointed.
Vegeta's headache only grew worse. If Taro couldn't do it, what now? Every Saiyan on Earth had gathered here today. There was no one else to turn to.
But just then, Son Goku pointed at Vegeta. "Hey, Vegeta, why aren't you counting yourself?"
"Me?" Vegeta's expression turned awkward.
"You must be joking! I'm an elite warrior! My hands are soaked in blood! I was tested during the Justice Heart Selection on Planet Vegeta back then. I don't have a Justice