...
The Grand Kai smiled.
"Perfect timing. The Universal Martial Arts Tournament is about to begin, so make sure you perform well in that tournament. I hope you can bring glory to our Seventh Universe!"
The North Kai also nodded vigorously.
"You're a warrior from my North Galaxy, so you better protect the honor and glory of my North Galaxy!"
"Yeah, I will!"
Son Goku's eyes were filled with determination.
This was a tournament personally organized by his big brother Gran. He didn't know whether the Seventh Universe would ultimately win, but as for himself, he absolutely would not lose!
"By the way, Pikkon, do you want to participate?" Son Goku asked.
Pikkon froze for a moment before pointing at himself.
"Can I?"
Hearing that, Son Goku also realized something.
Pikkon had been dead for a long time. As for whether a dead person could participate in the Universal Martial Arts Tournament, he really had no idea!
"Lord North Kai, can Pikkon participate?" Son Goku looked toward the short, pudgy man in front of him.
The North Kai was immediately stumped by the question. He turned to the old man beside him.
"Lord Grand Kai, can Pikkon participate?"
Pikkon also looked at the Grand Kai with an expectant expression.
"Well..."
The Grand Kai was being watched by all three of them, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Actually, I don't know either!"
Thud!
All three of them immediately fell flat on their faces.
"Once someone dies, they are no longer connected to the living world. However, to a certain extent, the dead still represent part of the Seventh Universe's overall strength."
"This tournament was proposed by Lord Gran, and Lord Beerus is now personally presiding over it. Whether or not he will allow the dead to participate... I really don't know."
The Grand Kai folded his hands behind his back and frowned.
"Whether Pikkon can participate in this kind of tournament can easily be determined by having him try."
"Right!"
Everyone's eyes lit up.
Son Goku hurriedly said, "Pikkon, Mr. Whis said that all you need to do to register for the tournament is raise your hand. Give it a try!"
"Okay!"
Pikkon raised one hand.
A moment later, the Grand Kai asked, "How is it? Did you successfully register?"
Pikkon shook his head.
"I don't know. I don't feel anything at all."
Son Goku's eyes shifted as he thought.
"Could it be that you need to raise both hands to register?"
So Pikkon raised both hands.
Another moment passed.
Pikkon continued shaking his head.
"I still don't feel anything."
The North Kai looked at Son Goku.
"You're going to participate in the tournament anyway. You try it."
"Okay. Let me give it a shot."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Son Goku raised one hand.
The next second!
A silver-white energy suddenly enveloped Son Goku.
"W-What... what's going on?"
Son Goku's expression was filled with surprise.
"Looks like Lord Beerus doesn't allow dead people to participate in the tournament!"
The reactions to the two men's raised hands were completely different. The Grand Kai and North Kai immediately understood Beerus's intention.
That made sense.
This tournament involved two Universes. If dead people were also allowed to participate, things would undoubtedly become extremely chaotic.
"Damn it!"
Pikkon also realized that he had no way to participate in the tournament. He clenched his fists tightly.
"Pikkon, you..."
Son Goku had just started to comfort him when he suddenly felt his body moving upward.
"Huh?"
Son Goku's expression changed dramatically.
He had only just registered. Could it be that he was already being sent to the preliminary competition venue?
Wrapped in silver-white energy, Son Goku was lifted into the air.
"Goku, do your best!" the North Kai immediately shouted.
"Goku, good luck!!"
The Grand Kai also shouted encouragement.
Pikkon came back to his senses and nodded toward Son Goku.
It was as if he were saying:
I couldn't participate in the tournament, so you have to win!
"Don't worry, I absolutely won't..."
Before Son Goku could finish speaking, his entire body suddenly vanished into thin air, as though he had slipped directly into space.
"This..."
Seeing such a miraculous scene, the Grand Kai and the others remained stunned for a long time.
They looked at one another.
"It's a shame we can't go to the venue and watch this tournament in person!"
...
At the same time, on Earth.
"Hahahaha! The tournament is finally starting! But this time, I'm representing the Sixth Universe. I won't be going easy on anyone!"
Vegeta threw his head back and laughed before raising both hands.
Very quickly, silver-white energy enveloped him and lifted him into the air.
With a flash, he instantly disappeared.
Inside the house, Bulma's eyes shifted.
She quietly raised her hand as well.
She loved joining in on this kind of excitement.
On the other side of Earth, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, Son Gohan, and Piccolo all raised their hands as well.
Meanwhile, in another city of West City, a man with an explosive hairstyle was standing in front of several of his disciples.
"Master, are you really going to participate in this tournament?"
"Hmph! That guy claims he's organizing a tournament between two Universes. I want to see for myself whether this tournament is real or fake!"
"Master, then why don't we..."
"Your training isn't good enough yet. If this tournament is real, then with your strength, you aren't even qualified to participate. And even if you somehow managed to enter, you'd only embarrass me!"
"...."
"If this tournament is real, I'll definitely bring back first place. Just wait for the good news!"
The explosive-haired man turned his back on his three disciples and then raised both hands.
The next second!
Whoosh!
He instantly vanished without a trace.
"Huh?! Master Satan disappeared!!"
His three disciples were instantly terrified.
...
Scenes of people disappearing just like Son Goku continued occurring throughout the Seventh Universe.
And over in the Sixth Universe, Vados's voice was likewise echoing throughout the entire Universe.
On Planet Sadala.
The Saiyan Queen, Natasha, was dressed in her royal court attire as she stood atop a high platform in the center of a vast square.
Below her stood hundreds of thousands of figures.
Men and women, young and old, from every age group had gathered there.
With the exception of Saiyan infants who were still unable to move on their own, practically every Saiyan on Planet Sadala was present.
"The Universe has recently been filled with doubts about whether this tournament is real!"
"But we know that this tournament is being held by Lord Gran. There is no way it can be fake!"
"This tournament is extremely important to our Sixth Universe. Therefore, I hope that all of you will give it everything you've got when you participate!"
As Queen Natasha's voice fell...
"YES!!"
Their voices thundered like war drums!
The voices of hundreds of thousands of Saiyans echoed across the sky above the square. Every Saiyan's eyes were filled with unwavering determination.
"Then..."
Queen Natasha swept her hand forward.
"Registration begins now!"
The Saiyans in the square raised their hands one after another.
Silver-white energy appeared out of nowhere, enveloping each of them.
The next second, all the Saiyans were lifted into the air.
Then, one after another, they vanished into thin air.
In the end, only Queen Natasha remained.
She slowly raised her own hand as well.
...
END OF CHAPTER
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