huge diagram behind them.

Suddenly a loud tumult broke out behind them. The reason was Mr. Satan, who now came into the hall and dragged a few reports with him that seemed to be hanging on him like burrs.


"If you would like to draw a number please!"


One of the judges on her right had spoken to her and waved her over to a small box with little papers with numbers on it.


"Shit, we forgot that we can't influence the notes without Chao-Zu.", Kuririn shouted and scratched his head, "What do we do now?"


"Now don't pretend. After all, you have an ex-god among you.", Piccolo replied importantly and stepped closer to the table on which the box was, "" I'll be careful that none of us are in the same group comes. "


And so they drew their numbers one after the other: Son-Goku 34, Son-Gohan 127, Videl 367, Tenshinhan 512, Vegeta 285, C18 730, Piccolo 612. When Kuririn came back with his 207 in his hand, he suddenly flinched cold shower.He turned around, startled, but there was nothing. Only one boy about seventeen had just pulled an 812. Shrugging, he went back to the others.


"Ladies and gentlemen, if I could ask for your attention."


An old monk, in an orange robe, stood in the first ring and waved his arms.


"I would like to warmly welcome you all to the 24th Tenkaichi Budoukai and I am happy to announce that the proud number of 816 participants has registered. You should all know the rules, but I will gladly explain them to you again. Who KO is knocked out, gives up or has touched the ground outside the ring, whoever kills his opponent or uses a weapon is disqualified. "


Then he disappeared again and the judges distributed themselves to the individual rings.


"So, we'll see you later.", Said Son-Goku and marched towards his ring.


"And woe, one of you doesn't get any further!"Kuririn chided her.


A cluster of fighters had formed around each ring. Everyone stared spellbound into the ring and cheered on their respective favorites. At some point it was finally "No. 33 and No. 34, please in the ring!"


Son-Goku stepped into the ring without prompting and faced a kickboxing vampire.


Dracula's second cousin kept hopping from one leg to the other, panting with his dark blue tongue that slapped from his pointed face.


"Are you ready? Then ring free!"


"Say your last prayer!", The vampire showed us off and raced off.


"I thought vampires hate the church.", Goku countered and blocked the undead's step. Then he reached out with one hand and gave the bloodsucker a little pat, whereupon it flew across the hall and slammed into the wall, where it stuck for a brief moment, but then slowly slipped down and lay dazed on the floor.

"No. 33 is outside the ring. No. 34 is further," the referee shouted, who, unlike most of the fighters, didn't sound very surprised. He seemed to already know Goku


It was no different for the others either. Vegeta only had to look askance at most of his opponents, then they gave up trembling and Videl showed the world clearly that she was more than just "the daughter of Mr. Satan".


"No. 41 is K.O .. No. 34 is in the round of 16!", It echoed from the first ring after a few hours. Son-Goku walked out of the ring a little bored and went to see Kuririn, who was fighting in Group 4.


Kuririn was knocking out a couple of teeth from a black boxer, whereupon the latter collapsed unconscious.


"No. 189 is K.O .. No. 207 is in the round of 16!"


"Hey, great, Kuririn. You have gotten really better.", Goku praised his buddy and went with him to C18's group.


She also won her last fight and made it to the last sixteen.While Kuririn cheered his wife, Goku's eyes wandered. He happened to look into the ring of the last group, where the judge had probably just called for the last fight.


A stocky saber-toothed tiger stood in the ring with clenched fists and waited tense.


Then a boy, Son Goku guessed he was nineteen, stepped into the ring. He had black-blue hair and bright green eyes. Son-Goku immediately thought of a snake when he saw it. His muscular body was covered by a sleeveless shirt, ripped jeans and white Skechers.


No sooner had the judge given the starting signal than the boy disappeared and appeared in a split second behind his opponent, only to fling him through the opposite wall with a light tap of his forefinger. A large hole was left and all heads in the hall turned to look at him.


The boy didn't seem to mind.He walked out of the ring with a bored expression on his face and disappeared into the crowd. Goku had slight goose bumps. For a brief moment he felt tremendous energy. It must have belonged to the boy, but it couldn't be. He dismissed the thought again and dismissed it with the fact that he must have felt wrong.


After the last fight was over, the old monk came back into the first ring and asked to speak.


"I would like to thank all the fighters who came here today to take part in this tournament. Nevertheless, only the sixteen prayers were able to advance. I am now pleased to announce the number of participants in the round of 16." Spectators in the stadium heard something through the loudspeakers that were installed outside, "From group 1 is Goku."


Applause rushed through the hall, especially from the spectators of the fights. They were all visibly impressed by the Saiyan.

"Gohan is through from group 2."


A little commotion broke out. Apparently quite a few people knew they were father and son.


"Group 3 is on, Arale."


The little girl who was spoken to stood leaning against the wall and had long blue hair. Her glasses were almost invisible on her nose and she must be Bulma's age. Goku thought he knew the name, but was no longer sure where from.


"From group 4, Kuririn."


Again a bit of a commotion, but the main thing was that the new head of hair was not very popular with most of the people who knew Kuririn.


"Made progress from Group 5, Vegeta."


No applause, no nothing. Goku and the others grinned a bit. Vegeta really knew how to make yourself unpopular.


"Gilian has moved on from Group 6."


The great jade dragon waved a little happily to Goku, which Goku naturally replied. How could he forget this dragon?

"From Group 7, Videl made it to the round of 16."


A clap broke out. Everyone cheered was the daughter of the champion, which only annoyed her and therefore she hid behind Gohan.


"From group 8 Nam emerged as the winner."


The nomad warrior also waved to Goku. After all, it was thanks to him that his village hadn't died of thirst.


"Group 9, as expected, has left our champion Mr. Satan the winner."


Now there was no stopping it. Everyone clapped and cheered him, the "savior" of the world, who now jumped into the ring with poses and a lot of self-praise and snatched his microphone from the monk.


"Thank you very much. I thank my fans from the bottom of my heart, who support me so well and of course I will not disappoint such loyal fans and emerge from this tournament as the winner. Ha.Ha.Ha.Ha."


Goku and the others just looked embarrassed at the floor and Videl had now hidden completely under Gohan's cloak.

When the monk got his microphone back, he continued.


"Tenshinhan is through from group 10. Group 11 left Pamputto as the winner. Group 12 has played Piccolo and Jewel comes from group 13 to the second round. Group 14, C18, group 15, King Jabba and last but not least from group 16 .... . "


Son Goku didn't get the person's name from me, but he knew it was the boy anyway.


The only question that preoccupied him now was whether the strength he had felt in the boy was all of him or just part of it. Because if it was the latter, winning the tournament would not necessarily go to one of them .................


Sequel follows!!!


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