...
Standing there and looking around, Gran could see twelve enormous, glowing objects floating in the distance.
Those twelve gigantic sources of light were none other than the twelve Universes.
"Lord Beerus actually chose this place as the venue."
Gran smiled.
In his original plan, he had also intended to make this place the tournament venue.
It seemed their ideas had coincidentally aligned.
Gran looked around for a while and spotted Kibito as well. However, he paid no attention to that fellow and instead began wandering around.
This vast space was divided into two areas, one belonging to the Seventh Universe and the other belonging to the Sixth Universe.
Both areas were currently conducting preliminary qualifiers.
After all, more than a hundred billion mortals had come here. Yet there were fewer than 200,000 spots available for the main tournament.
Obviously, not everyone could participate in the main competition, so preliminary qualifiers were necessary.
The qualifying process was quite simple. It was somewhat similar to the preliminary selection held before the World Martial Arts Tournament during the Majin Buu arc.
In the anime, a machine was used to test the contestants' strength.
Here, a similar machine was being used to test everyone's strength.
However, the values it displayed weren't simple numbers like those in the anime.
Instead, it measured the battle power values used in the Seventh Universe.
"Did Whis make this? That's pretty impressive!"
Gran was somewhat surprised.
He stood in the area for a while, with numerous lines of contestants stretching out in front of him.
Suddenly, a flash of white light appeared.
"Huh? This kid has a battle power of five million! That's amazing!"
The voice reached Gran's ears.
He moved a few steps forward and saw a tribal boy standing in front of the battle power testing machine.
The boy was dressed in animal hides.
"Five million battle power at such a young age. His talent is pretty good."
Gran smiled.
Five million battle power might not be anything special by current standards, but at the very beginning of the Dragon Ball story, someone with five million battle power would absolutely qualify as a major boss.
And this boy looked to be only around ten years old.
His future was definitely worth looking forward to.
"Make way!"
Just then, a rough voice came from behind Gran.
The voice sounded strangely familiar.
Gran turned around.
Behind him stood a man with an explosive hairstyle.
A cape hung from his back, and around his waist was a belt identifying him as a martial arts champion.
That build.
That appearance.
That voice...
"Satan!!!"
Gran's eyes widened.
The man standing before him was none other than the world-famous Mr. Satan from Dragon Ball.
This guy had actually come here to join in on the excitement!
But then again, it made sense.
That was simply the kind of person Satan was.
As long as there was an opportunity to make a name for himself, he would never let it pass.
"Hm? You know me?!"
Satan became excited the moment he heard Gran call out his name.
"I do."
The corner of Gran's mouth twitched.
Who wouldn't know you, Satan, if they'd watched Dragon Ball?
Especially that shameless personality of yours.
You really made people grit their teeth in frustration.
But...
Although Satan was hated by the audience, the Z-Fighters themselves were willing to let him take the credit for saving the world.
One party was willing to play along, and the other was willing to accept it.
What could anyone do about that?
Besides, at the end of the Majin Buu arc, they really did need Satan to help gather energy for the Spirit Bomb.
And then there was his daughter, Videl, and eventually his granddaughter.
All of them would become members of the protagonist group in the future.
To be honest, this explosive-haired man really was quite important.
"Hahahaha! I can't believe even people throughout the Universe have heard of my name, Satan!"
Satan planted his hands on his hips and threw his head back in laughter.
"..."
I really can't deal with this guy.
Gran rubbed his forehead and was just about to turn around and leave.
Suddenly...
"Young man, judging from the way you look, you're probably here to participate in this Universal Martial Arts Tournament too, right?"
Satan was incredibly familiar despite having just met him.
He walked straight over and casually threw an arm around Gran's shoulders.
"Hm?"
Gran glanced sideways at his shoulder.
Satan's hand was resting right there.
"Come on. I'll go with you and we'll test your battle power together."
Before Gran could react, Satan was already pushing him forward.
"Young man, let me tell you something. I've already figured out all the rules here. If you want to participate in the main tournament, you first have to pass the battle power test."
"Only those who reach a certain battle power can participate in the corresponding main competition."
"For example, the weakest, the Beginner Division, requires at least 100,000 battle power."
Satan kept talking without pause.
"You need 100,000 battle power just to enter the Beginner Division?"
Gran froze for a moment.
Under the rules he had established, there were five divisions in total:
Beginner Division, Intermediate Division, Advanced Division, Peak Division, and God Division.
Gran had always assumed that contestants would only need at least 10,000 battle power to enter the Beginner Division.
After all, 10,000 battle power was already comparable to the strength of Bardock and King Vegeta.
Yet the reality had completely exceeded Gran's expectations!
Does the Seventh Universe really have this many hidden powerhouses?
Gran fell into deep thought.
"That's right."
Satan continued walking forward with his arm around Gran's shoulders.
He spoke arrogantly.
"I really didn't expect my name, Satan, to be this famous throughout the Universe. Come on, just wait until you see my battle power!"
"If nothing goes wrong, I should be able to enter the God Division."
"The God Division?"
Satan's voice carried across the surrounding area.
All sorts of martial artists nearby turned their heads and looked over.
"We've been doing the qualifiers for so long, and only one God Division contestant has appeared so far. I think his name is Broly!"
"I can't believe there's actually another God Division contestant right beside us!"
"Huh? Why do I feel like something's strange about his aura?"
"Now that you mention it, you're right. Shouldn't someone qualified for the God Division have an incredibly terrifying aura? Just like that Broly guy. His aura is so ferocious that it's frightening. But why does this explosive-haired guy look so weak?"
"Hmph! You don't understand. A true martial artist can already achieve a state of returning to simplicity. If they don't want others to sense their aura, you'll have no idea how strong they really are!"
"I see! Then I really want to see how much battle power this God Division contestant has!"
"..."
The surrounding crowd began discussing among themselves.
Hearing their comments, Satan couldn't help but raise his chin even higher.
His stride became even more arrogant.
This guy really is as ignorant as ever!!
Gran's face instantly darkened.
But...
Gran suddenly became interested.
He was actually looking forward to seeing what would happen when this explosive-haired man discovered his true strength.
That scene should be quite entertaining.
Before long, Satan had his arm around Gran's shoulders as he led him to the battle power testing machine.
...
END OF CHAPTER
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