Swish!
Under the group warp of the Grand Priest, everyone returned to their respective universes.
Lin Chen also temporarily accompanied Beerus and the others back to the God of Destruction’s Planet.
Just as he appeared, Beerus asked Lin Chen, “Lin Chen! Why did you make Zeno-sama delay the tournament?”
“If the tournament started now, no one from those universes would stand a chance against you!”
“It will be the same half a month later…” Lin Chen smiled, “Beerus-sama, my training is at a critical point right now. I need to go back and continue training. If we have the match immediately, my training will be wasted.”
“I see…”
Beerus’ lips twitched, “But you must select our Universe 7’s participants. I can’t come to a decision.”
In fact, this should have been handled by Beerus, Supreme Kai and others.
But thanks to Lin Chen’s unnecessary intervention, delaying the tournament for half a month, Beerus found the perfect excuse.
“Very well.”
Lin Chen then pointed at the three individuals in front of him.
“Broly, Kakarot, Vegeta, you three must participate.”
“Of course! I’ve been looking forward to it!” Goku grinned.
This Tournament of Power was right up his alley.
Being able to compete with the top fighters of the Multiverse, especially in a group battle, meant there wouldn’t be a repeat of the last time where Broly single-handedly took out all the other contestants.
Vegeta crossed his arms and said confidently, “I’ll show people from other universes how formidable Saiyan warriors truly are!”
As for Broly, as usual, he simply nodded in agreement.
Beerus nodded in approval, “These three are definitely going to participate, or else I wouldn’t have chosen them.”
“That makes four including me. Now, we need six more…”
In the original work, Universe 7’s Tournament of Power team was a bit lacking, even Master Roshi participated just for sentimental reasons.
But with Lin Chen in charge, they had more options.
“Frieza can be one, then Lin Luo and Taro.”
“Next are Goten and Trunks…”
As Lin Chen mentioned Trunks’ name, Vegeta immediately objected, “No! Your Majesty, they are too young to participate!”
Lin Chen was surprised by Vegeta’s refusal to let his own son join. But upon reflection, he understood.
While this Tournament of Power didn’t allow killing, it would undoubtedly be brutal. Vegeta was afraid for his son’s safety.
It was understandable.
“In that case, let’s leave them out. So, the remaining choices are Piccolo and Gohan, right?”
“Gohan?” Goku was somewhat embarrassed: “He has potential, but unfortunately, he’s been neglecting his training for years.”
“Then let’s train him! Goku, bring Gohan to me, I’ll personally train him!” Beerus immediately said.
Hearing this, Goku reluctantly agreed.
Now, it was time to decide the final participant.
In the original work, Goku recruited Android 17 to fill the spot, but in this world, according to Lin Chen’s observations, Android 17 doesn’t seem so extraordinary. He casually possesses the strength rivaling Super Saiyan Blue.
On the other hand, Lazuli hadn’t trained for years, but according to Hanasia, Lazuli could hold her own against Vegeta for several rounds.
But after some thought, Lin Chen decided against it. Compared to Lazuli, he had a better choice.
“For the last spot, let’s send Fat Buu. Goku, go find Satan and convince him to persuade Fat Buu.”
“Buu? That’s a good idea!”
And thus, the ten participants from Universe 7 were decided.
They are Lin Chen, Goku, Vegeta, Broly, Lin Luo, Taro, Gohan, Piccolo, Frieza, and Fat Buu.
With the participants confirmed, Lin Chen prepared to leave.
“Kakarot, you’ll handle the gathering of participants. Special training will be taken care of by Mr. Whis and Beerus-sama. I need to continue my training. See you in half a month!”
Saying that, Lin Chen used Instant Transmission and disappeared.
Meanwhile, a gentle smile appeared on Whis’s face.
“Beerus-sama, we must train diligently from now on. I’ve heard that in other universes, there are mortals rumored to be more powerful than God of Destruction!”
“What? More powerful than God of Destruction?”
Beerus furrowed his brows. He had thought that the strength of Universe 7 was already superior to other universes.
But if what Whis said was true, then the situation might not be so favorable.
In this Tournament of Power, one careless move, and it’s like plunging into an abyss!
For the sake of his comfortable lifestyle, Beerus decided to give it his all!
“Goku, Vegeta! Hurry and gather the participants! I will personally train all of you. The minimum standard is that each of you must be able to withstand a full-force attack from a God of Destruction!”
A calamitous aura emanated from Beerus.
This made Goku and others nervous.
As Universe 7 busied itself for the upcoming tournament in half a month, similar scenes played out in other universes.
Every God of Destruction and Supreme Kai in each universe searched for their respective champions or individuals with potential.
Half a month’s time indeed allowed for more ample preparation.
At least, with this extra time, combined with special places like the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, each universe could train powerful warriors.
In contrast to the tension in other universes, in Universe 11, God of Destruction Belmod, who had returned,was lounging leisurely on his God of Destruction’s Planet, enjoying the delicacies offered by a group of female aliens dressed as clowns.
Beside him, Toppo, now conscious, was standing with his head lowered in shame.
“Alright, Toppo, there’s no need to be sad. Who knew Universe 7 had such a monster.”
“I’m deeply sorry, Belmod-sama, but rest assured, in the next half month, I will strengthen myself. When we meet again, I won’t be in such a sorry state!”
“Good, I can let you use the time house on God of Destruction’s Planet.”
“Thank you, Belmod-sama.”
Belmod smiled, then turned towards the Angel Marcarita beside him.
“Marcarita, where’s Jiren? Why isn’t he here yet?”
“He said he didn’t want to come,” replied the Angel, whose appearance resembled that of a little girl.
Belmod’s smile gradually faded upon hearing this. He waved to Marcarita, who understood immediately, and the scepter in her hand floated into Belmod’s.
“Jiren, it’s me! Hurry up and come to God of Destruction’s Planet. Universe 11 needs your help!”
The crystal ball on the scepter displayed a hellish scene at that moment.
On a planet filled with lava and volcanoes, a gray figure was meditating amidst the lava.
And he was none other than the strongest warrior of Universe 11, Jiren!
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