.....
In the original storyline, Vegeta did not meet Whis until after the Majin Buu incident. It was only from that point onward that he began training under Whis.
As for Vegeta comprehending Destruction Power and entering the Destruction State, that would not happen until the Granolah the Survivor arc.
"Destruction Power, huh? Interesting."
"So what level has Kakarot reached at this point? Could it be that Vegeta has already surpassed Kakarot?"
Gran stroked his chin, muttering to himself.
It was no wonder Gran would think that way!
The main reason was that Vegeta had received guidance from an Angel, while Son Goku was currently training under the Grand Kai in the Other World.
The gap between the Grand Kai and an Angel was simply too enormous to be described with words.
"Gran, Vegeta is representing the Sixth Universe in the tournament now. Aren't you angry?" Bulma asked worriedly.
"Why would I be angry? That's a deal between him and someone else. I'm not going to interfere." Gran shook his head.
"That's good."
Bulma had genuinely been worried that Gran might take his anger out on Vegeta because of this.
Vegeta had already offended Lord Gran in the past. If he angered Lord Gran again now, there would be only one outcome for him, death.
If that happened, her sister really would end up a widow!
"Gran, Gohan is about to start!" Bulma pointed ahead, bouncing excitedly.
"???"
Paragus froze for a moment.
"Miss Bulma, he's just a child. Why are you so excited?"
"Hahaha, he really is just a child, but he has another identity too!"
"What identity?"
"He's also a Saiyan!"
"What?!!!"
Paragus's mouth fell wide open.
"Weren't almost all the Saiyans scattered across the universe already gathered by me? How can there still be Saiyans living outside?"
"It's because of his father. You may have heard of his father before. That Son... no, using the name you Saiyans use, his father is that Kakarot."
Bulma grinned.
When she was young and traveled around searching for the Dragon Balls with Goku, whenever she encountered danger, Goku would always appear in time to save her.
Goku was her best friend and the person she trusted the most. Every time she talked about him, she couldn't help but feel proud.
"Kakarot?"
Paragus fell into thought.
It didn't take long before he remembered who that was.
A few years ago, when he had taken the Saiyans to capture Vegeta, Broly had appeared just in time to save him. Afterward, Broly had wanted to kill Vegeta.
But in the end, Vegeta had been rescued by someone named Son Goku.
Paragus remembered that incident quite clearly. According to Broly, this Son Goku's father was apparently Bardock!
"So he's Kakarot's son. No wonder I wasn't able to gather him with the others."
Paragus then asked, "Bulma, you're so excited about him. Is this little guy very strong?"
"Mm-hmm. Even the Angels acknowledge that his talent is terrifying."
"What?!!!"
Paragus was once again left utterly shocked.
He was about to ask another question when Gran interrupted them.
"Enough talking. Just watch."
Everyone immediately shut their mouths.
Meanwhile.
"Gohan, good luck!"
"Gohan, show them what you can do!"
"..."
Krillin and the others cheered Son Gohan on.
Piccolo looked at Son Gohan's back and calmly said, "This is only the preliminary selection. If you don't want everyone to know your full strength, you'd better hide some of it."
"Okay."
With his back facing everyone, Son Gohan walked forward and arrived in front of the testing machine. He began gathering his power.
The martial artists surrounding them also started discussing among themselves.
"How strong do you think this little guy is?"
"How strong could he be? Probably around a hundred thousand battle power at most."
"That weak? But why do I feel like something isn't right? Look at the expressions of his companions. They all look like they're expecting something."
"Uh... now that you mention it, that Namekian has been standing beside this kid the whole time. With someone that powerful accompanying him, this kid's strength might be pretty impressive too!"
"Stop talking. He's about to start!"
"..."
The voices of the spectators continuously reached Son Gohan's ears, but he paid them no attention.
His eyes remained fixed on the testing machine before him.
Son Gohan had been born in Age 757.
It was now Age 766.
Excluding the time spent inside the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, he was about to turn nine years old.
Son Gohan's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. There was none of the bookish, nerdy air he had possessed in the anime.
"Then I'll just hide some of my strength."
A golden aura suddenly erupted from Son Gohan's body.
He entered the Super Saiyan state.
He lowered his body, clenched one fist, and lightly thrust it forward.
BOOM!!!
What appeared to be a casual strike from Son Gohan produced a terrifying sonic boom.
The resulting shockwave was so powerful that even the weaker martial artists surrounding him were knocked to the ground.
"W-What?!!"
"Why did his hair suddenly turn golden? Is that some kind of transformation?"
"And what kind of power is that?! I have 10 million battle power, yet he actually managed to knock me over!"
"Quick, look at his battle power!"
Following everyone's gaze, they saw the numbers on the testing machine rapidly climbing.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Finally, the number stopped at...
[5 Billion]!
"My God! Did I see that correctly? He actually has 5 billion battle power!"
"That tribal boy earlier only had 5 million battle power, yet this kid looks even younger than him! And he actually has 5 billion battle power!!"
"I never expected our universe to be hiding so many incredible experts! With this kind of strength, he should be able to enter the Peak Division, right?"
"Thank goodness I didn't say anything disrespectful to him just now. Otherwise, I wouldn't even know how I died!"
Meanwhile.
Paragus's entire body trembled.
He stammered, "That's 5 billion battle power! How did this little guy manage to reach this level?"
The Saiyans behind Paragus also began discussing among themselves.
"As expected of Lord Bardock's grandson. He's truly incredible!"
Bulma's mouth hung open in shock.
"I remember that Gohan only had 5 billion battle power when he transformed into Super Saiyan 2 before. But now he's reached this level in Super Saiyan 1 already. Lord Gran, he..."
Gran didn't answer.
Instead, he fell into deep thought.
He had seen the scene when Gohan transformed into Super Saiyan 2 at the Lookout and humiliated Vegeta. He also knew roughly what level Gohan's strength had been at the time.
Only three years had passed since then.
Yet now, Gohan possessed 5 billion battle power in Super Saiyan 1.
That meant that once he transformed into Super Saiyan 2, he should have at least 10 billion battle power.
However...
Gohan's potential had always been terrifying.
And now that they had entered the Android arc, this was precisely the period when Gohan's potential was exploding.
In the original anime, this was the point when he would begin to be regarded as the strongest individual warrior in the entire Z-era storyline!
Thinking about it this way, such a terrifying increase in strength was actually understandable.
After all, history had already changed dramatically.
"It's just..."
"Is his true strength really only 10 billion battle power?"
The corners of Gran's lips curled upward.
This Universal Martial Arts Tournament was becoming more and more interesting.
"Let's go."
Gran turned around and continued walking forward.
"Gran, wait!"
Bulma called out to him.
Gran turned around.
"What is it?"
"Gran, don't you like Gohan quite a lot? Now that you've returned, aren't you going to meet him?"
Bulma remembered that when Gohan was two years old, Gran had even gone to Gohan's house because of Chi-Chi's dream of becoming a scholar.
Like him?
Gran pursed his lips.
He really did like this little guy quite a lot.
"Now isn't the right time to meet him. I still have other things to take care of. We'll talk after this Universal Martial Arts Tournament is over."
Gran shook his head and continued walking.
Bulma didn't say anything else this time. She simply followed him.
Broly and Paragus followed closely behind as well.
Meanwhile, on Son Gohan's side.
"Huh?"
Son Gohan glanced toward the spot where Gran had just disappeared.
"What is it?" Piccolo walked over.
"Nothing. I just feel like I saw someone familiar."
Son Gohan shook his head.
"Maybe it was just my imagination."
Krillin also walked over.
"A terrifying impact just came from the testing area on the other side. It looks like another powerhouse has appeared in our Seventh Universe."
"Yeah. That guy might even be a participant in the God Division, just like Broly!"
Tien looked around at the martial artists surrounding them.
"And these guys are pretty impressive too. When we were on Earth, we always thought we were invincible. Looks like I was just too narrow-minded."
Son Gohan smiled.
"This is a universe-level tournament. We're going to fight martial artists from another universe. Having more powerful fighters on our side is a good thing."
"Hahaha, that's true!"
A smile appeared on Tien's face.
"There are simply too many strong people here. With my strength, I probably can only enter the Intermediate Division."
Yamcha helplessly said, "What's wrong with the Intermediate Division? With my strength, I probably can only enter the Beginner Division."
Yamcha had originally thought he would be able to enter the Advanced Division.
But after coming here, he realized that he was practically at the bottom of the pack.
It was truly depressing!
Krillin said unhappily, "Who told you not to train properly before?"
"Baldy, you have the nerve to say that? Didn't you slack off on your training for a while too?"
Seeing that the two of them were about to start arguing...
"Enough."
Piccolo looked at everyone.
"There are too many different auras here. We can't sense Son Goku's presence at all. Let's find him first."
Since arriving here, they hadn't encountered Son Goku even once.
"Okay!"
Son Gohan and the others nodded.
Now that they had finished testing their battle power, all they had to do was wait for the preliminary selection to end.
...
Time quietly passed.
Three days went by.
Although the Universal Martial Arts Tournament was being held between the two universes, the venue was still divided into two sides.
The area in the middle was being used to construct the arenas, while both sides were conducting battle power tests.
Millions upon millions of mortals were testing their battle power.
The sheer scale of the scene was incredibly shocking.
Gran continued wandering around the Seventh Universe's section.
Bulma looked exhausted.
"Gran, it's already been three days. Why hasn't the main tournament started yet?"
Gran swept his gaze across the surroundings.
"The battle power testing is the preliminary selection. Although there are many testing machines, it'll probably still take a month for the preliminary selection to finish."
"What? It still takes that long?!"
"Of course. This Universal Martial Arts Tournament has gathered martial artists from two entire universes. There are simply too many participants."
"Okay....."
Just as Bulma finished speaking, Gran suddenly walked forward.
He had spotted an interesting fellow.
"Gran, wait for me!"
Bulma hurried after him.
Broly followed closely behind as well.
As for Paragus and the other Saiyans, the pressure of staying beside Gran was simply too great.
Three days ago, they had already asked Gran for permission to temporarily leave his side.
"Gran, what's wrong?" Bulma asked.
Gran didn't answer.
Instead, he stopped in front of an elderly goat-like man.
The old goat also noticed Gran.
The instant he saw him, his pupils suddenly contracted.
"It's you!!"
The old goat recognized Gran and instinctively took two steps backward.
"Moro. Long time no see."
Gran hadn't expected that all the powerful prisoners from the Galactic Prison had been brought out by Whis.
He couldn't help teasing him.
That's right.
The elderly goat standing before them was none other than Moro, who had been imprisoned in the Galactic Prison.
Back when Gran had gone to the Galactic Patrol headquarters to issue the order for Paragus to gather all the Saiyans scattered throughout the universe, he had also paid a visit to the Galactic Prison.
It was during that visit that he first saw Moro.
"You... How are you here? Just who exactly are you, God?"
Moro still clearly remembered his encounter with Gran.
The pressure Gran had exuded back then had left an unforgettable impression on him!
Even when he fought the Grand Supreme Kai, he had never felt such terrifying oppression from the Grand Supreme Kai himself.
This person was simply too mysterious!
"Me?"
The corners of Gran's lips curled upward.
He glanced at Bulma.
"Little girl, tell him about my origins and identity."
"Yes!"
Bulma was delighted.
Her favorite thing was bragging about Lord Gran's background.
She cleared her throat twice.
"Listen carefully!"
"The person standing before you is the handsomest God in the entire Seventh Universe, as well as the most powerful! He comes from the God of Destruction Realm. He is Angel Whis's most beloved disciple. He is the candidate chosen to become the strongest God of Destruction, Beerus's successor..."
The more Bulma spoke, the more excited she became.
Her entire little face was flushed red.
Listening to Bulma's introduction, Gran's eyelid twitched repeatedly.
Being flattered like this certainly felt good, but wasn't this getting a little embarrassing?
Behind them, Broly's entire body was trembling as he desperately suppressed his laughter.
Sister Bulma was simply too funny!
Bulma noticed Broly's expression.
She glared at the giant Saiyan.
Finally, she raised her chin and said to Moro:
"That's right! The person standing before you is none other than the current Candidate God of Destruction, Lord Gran!"
END OF CHAPTER
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