"If you want to compete in that tournament as well, then you'd better spend these next two years training seriously."
Goku looked at everyone before him.
"Right!"
Everyone present understood that this wasn't just for the upcoming Martial Arts Tournament—it was also preparation for the Android Crisis that would arrive three years later.
At that moment, everyone's fighting spirit was reignited.
Especially Krillin and Yamcha.
Over time, the two of them had gradually lost their passion for training.
No matter how hard they worked, they could never catch up to Goku and the others. If even Goku couldn't stop the Androids, then what difference would their own training make?
But the moment they learned that a tournament spanning the entire universe was about to be held, the dying embers in their hearts flared back to life.
According to Goku, the Universal Martial Arts Tournament would be divided into numerous divisions.
Krillin and Yamcha knew they couldn't compete with monsters like Goku or Vegeta—but those powerhouses wouldn't even be placed in the same bracket as them.
That meant they would only face opponents of a similar level.
They couldn't beat the strongest fighters...
But against opponents in their own tier?
Why couldn't they win?
That also meant they had a chance to obtain the Fruit of Life.
This was the true appeal of the Universal Martial Arts Tournament. It rekindled the determination of even warriors like Krillin and Yamcha, whose ambition had nearly faded away.
The same scene was unfolding throughout Universes 6 and 7.
Bit by bit, quietly and steadily...
One day, the overall Mortal Level of both universes would experience explosive growth after years of accumulated progress.
"Gohan, when Vegeta comes out, go easy on him. Don't actually kill him."
Goku patted Gohan on the shoulder.
Gohan was about to reply—
But Goku had already turned and walked away.
Everyone watched him curiously.
Ignoring the gazes behind him, Goku approached Mr. Popo.
"Mr. Popo, how should I continue my training?"
"Train your instinct, your pure strength, and your state of mind."
"Then... where should I go?"
"The Heavenly Lookout is no longer suitable for you. Or rather... with my current ability, I can no longer guide you."
Mr. Popo paused before continuing.
"Go to the Other World and seek out the Grand Kai."
"The Grand Kai?"
"You'll understand once you find King Kai of the North."
"..."
Thus, under Kami's guidance, Goku once again departed from the Heavenly Lookout, disappearing into the Other World.
In the original timeline, Goku wouldn't meet the Grand Kai until after Cell's self-destruction.
But now, through an unexpected twist of fate, he was headed there much earlier.
"Gohan, I'm going back to train too. When Vegeta comes out, remember to give him a proper beating."
Since Goku had once again gone off to train in the Other World, Piccolo naturally wasn't about to let him widen the gap even further.
Without another word, he shot into the sky and left the Lookout.
Only Gohan, Bulma, and the remaining Z Fighters who had yet to enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber remained behind.
"Well, I'm heading home too."
With Trunks gone, Bulma had no reason to stay.
She had no interest in training anyway. As far as she was concerned, being strong enough to fly was more than sufficient.
As for whether Gohan would beat Vegeta up after he emerged from the Time Chamber...
That wasn't her problem.
With that, Bulma also departed.
Only Gohan, Krillin, and the others remained.
Future Timeline
BOOM!!
BOOM!!
In the streets of West City, the two Androids continued their relentless rampage, destroying everything in sight.
Suddenly...
A Time Machine appeared high above the city.
The moment the figure inside spotted the Androids, he stored the Time Machine away and immediately flew toward them.
"Hm? Isn't that Trunks?"
Android 17 looked up in surprise.
"What? Finally decided to stop hiding?"
Android 18 crossed her arms, a mocking smile on her face.
"Prepare to die!"
Trunks' expression remained icy as he drew the massive sword from his back.
"Hahaha!"
The siblings burst into laughter.
"What a joke."
"I remember you and Gohan always saying the same thing."
17 sneered.
"But what happened every single time?"
"To protect a coward like you, Gohan died like a stray dog right in front of me."
"Have you forgotten that already?"
18 said nothing.
But the ridicule in her eyes spoke volumes.
The next instant—
SHING!!
A deafening metallic shriek tore through the air.
"Huh?"
17 froze.
Before he realized it, Trunks had already appeared directly in front of him.
Holding his sword in one hand, Trunks stood calmly as his golden hair fluttered gently in the breeze.
"17, you—!"
18's pupils contracted violently.
"You... how...?"
17 was about to ask what she meant...
When he suddenly noticed something strange.
His vision...
Was splitting apart.
His field of view was drifting in opposite directions.
"No...!"
"It hurts!!"
"When did he?!"
An unbearable pain exploded through the center of his body.
Only then did 17 realize...
He had already been sliced clean in half by Trunks.
Back in the past timeline, Trunks had missed the chance to carve Frieza into pieces.
Now...
He finally fulfilled that wish on Android 17.
"17!!!"
Seeing her brother bisected, 18 unleashed every ounce of her power.
She sprang into the air, driving a devastating kick straight toward Trunks' temple.
"You're next."
"No need to rush."
After two full years of training under Goku, every aspect of Trunks' martial arts had undergone a complete transformation.
He merely leaned slightly to one side.
Without wasting the slightest bit of energy, he effortlessly avoided 18's kick.
Then he raised his greatsword...
And slashed at 17 once more.
"No!!!"
17's scream echoed through the city.
His body was chopped into countless pieces.
Finally, Trunks fired a ki blast at the scattered remains.
BOOM!!
Android 17 was completely erased from existence.
Silence.
The air itself seemed to freeze.
18 slowly turned her head, staring blankly at the horrifying scene before her.
"He... he killed him... instantly?"
"How is that possible...?"
Even in her wildest dreams, she had never imagined Trunks could become this powerful.
At last, Trunks shifted his cold gaze toward her.
"Your turn."
The instant their eyes met, 18 felt as if an ancient predator had locked onto its prey.
A chill shot down her spine, and her scalp went numb.
Her brother had always been stronger than she was.
Yet he had been killed in a single move.
Against Trunks...
She stood absolutely no chance.
Run!
Without the slightest hesitation, Android 18 turned around and fled.
END OF CHAPTER
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