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"Don't have to tell us twice!"  Bobobo and Don Patch replied to Kotetsu as they started walking.  Jelly Jiggler shrugged his shoulders and said:  "Might as well."  He follows Bobobo and Don Patch, hoping he won't run into trouble.

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Bulma chuckled a bit, seeing all of their reactions. "In that case, the building shouldn't be too far away. It's right around here in West City. Shouldn't be too hard to find a giant stadium." She said with a wink. "Thanks Bulma! You were a huge help!" The young Gohan said. "No prob. Now hurry up and enter already before the spots get full!"

 

"Right! Come on guys!" Gohan said with a bit more confidence now. Just as Bulma suggested, he ran out the lab waving goodbye to Bulma and baby Trunks with Gon and Haru doing the same.

 

~Hallways~

As the group walked, some of them expressed their thoughts on the upcoming tournament.

"I wonder if it'll be anything like Heaven's Arena. This is gonna be so exciting!" Gon thought aloud. Haru tilted her head in confusion. Heaven's Arena? World Tournament? Dimensions? This was becoming a bit too much for the amnesiac girl. "Um...Does Haru have to enter too?" She asked.

 

Up ahead, a man with a stern look and spiky was leaning against the wall. From afar, Gohan could feel his presence. Is that...Vegeta?

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As the trio were walking forward they quickly saw someone leaning on the wall.  Someone who looked fierce as far as appearances go.  "Who is that?"  Bobobo asked.  "Don't know.  But he looks pretty tough."  Don Patch answers.  "Yeah.  I wouldn't want to mess with that guy.  I wonder if he knows about the tournament?"  Jelly states.  ​Bobobo​:  "Why don't you go ask him?"  Jelly​:  "Say what?"  Bobobo moves behind Jelly, picks him up, and throws him towards the stranger.  "This isn't how you get answers!!!"  Jelly yells before slamming into the man.  Jelly quickly gets on his knees and shouts:  "I'm very, very, sorry for that sir!  My friend does this all the time!  Please don't hurt me!"

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Shun didn't have any interest on the tournament, until he heard the prize. So if I win it,  I will get 1 step closer to go back to the xyz dimension... Shun was silent the whole way.

Killua, compared to Gon, wasn't really enthusiastic about the whole tournament: "Sounds boring to me. Aside from us, I don't the the participants are anything special." 

When he noticed the man leaning against the whole, he whispered something to Gohan: "Who is that idiot?"

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"I was once in a Tournament, called the Grand Magic Games. But it wasn't focused solely on battles." Gray said as they continued walking.

"Magic Games? Sounds like FUN! Luffy replied with a huge grin on his face. Suddenly he felt a really strong presence, his turned as serious as possible in an instant, and he noticed the man leaning against the wall.

"Who is that...?" He mumbled to himself.

Gray also looked at the guy, his face showing no reaction.

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Up ahead, a man with a stern look and spiky was leaning against the wall. From afar, Gohan could feel his presence. Is that...Vegeta?

 

Boruto saw the man from afar and instantly got a vibe that reminded him of Sasuke. "Hey, old dude! What's up?" Boruto said.

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The spiky haired man raised up his hand to block Don Patch's unpredictable impact, not fazed at all.

"Who is that idiot?" He heard from the group. He slightly grimaced at the comment.

Gohan whispered back, "That man right there is Vegeta. And like my dad, he's a full-blooded Saiyan. And if I were you, I wouldn't want to mess with the likes of him. Him and my dad were rivals. He's really strong."

 

With his arms crossed, Vegeta straightened his posture and walked over near the group. Gohan could feel himself gulp a little. It's been three years since he last "talked" to him. "H-Hello, Vegeta." He said. The man didn't give much of a response. The cold, intimidating sight in his eyes seemed to have greeted Gohan instead. "...I presume you're all going to enter in this tournament, correct?" Vegeta said, speaking for the first time in front of the group.

 

Gohan quickly nodded. "R-Right. That's where we're heading."  Vegeta was then silent for a moment, then uncrossed his hands. "I know all about your little dimension dilemma, so I know the reason why. But if you think you're going to have an easy shot at winning, you're gravely mistaken." He then pointed at himself with his thumb. "Because I'm entering also."

Gohan gasped at what he heard. "Y-You too?" He stammered. "Hmph. It's been three years since Kakorot has left this world. I can't let that stop me from growing stronger as a Saiyan prince." He then looked at the others. "However, you're dimensional posse seems far from intriguing for a challenge."

Gon tightened his fists at the remark Vegeta stated. "You're wrong!" He shouted. "We're all powerful! And once we're up against you, you'll see!"

Vegeta only closed his eyes and grinned. "You really think you can stand up against me?" He then frowned and the cold stare in his eyes resumed. "You don't know what you're in for." Vegeta then looked at Gohan. "And you. You're Kakorot's son. Don't disappoint when we take the battle field." The Saiyan Prince then turned around and started walking away.

Gohan turned around to face the group with a nervous laugh. "S-Sorry about that guys. Vegeta isn't the most...Cheerful guy out there...Eh heh heh..."

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"S-Sorry about that guys. Vegeta isn't the most...Cheerful guy out there...Eh heh heh..."

 

"Hmph. You don't have to tell us twice..." Boruto said. He might be similar to Sasuke, but Boruto now thought that Sasuke was much cooler than that grumpy old stiff.

 

"You said that he was your dad's rival though, right? Is your dad strong too?" Boruto asked.

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Barnaby and Kotetsu looked at each other, and then back at Vegeta, simply watching as Vegeta made his statements and walked off. He knew about their dilema, and still insisted that they wouldn't be having an easy way to it due to him entering. Gohan by all means seemed intimidated by him. Kotetsu didn't like his attitude one bit, and neither did Barnaby, but Kotetsu was the one that decided to be vocal about it. "Can you believe that guy?" Kotetsu scoffed, looking over at Gohan. "Powerful or not, he doesn't deserve to be a bully." Kotetsu insisted. Barnaby got his hands on his hips. "If he's as powerful as he says he is, then we might have a problem, you know. We need that crystal." Barnaby said as he hummed. "We might need to save up our powers in case any of us end up encounter him in the arena, seeing we need an hour to recharge after five minutes of use." Barnaby said. Kotetsu was more than cheerful about it. "Well, bring it on! Once he faces my Hundred Power I'll show him he's all bark and no bite!" "Don't underestimate the enemy, Kotetsu. We've been over this." "I'm not! But I won't let a bully get away with that kind of attitude, regardless." Kotetsu then turned to Gohan, giving him thumbs up. "Don't give up on us now. Come on, lets go get ourselves that stone!"

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"Guess you didn't need to ask him Jelly."  Don Patch said as Jelly walked back over.  Bobobo crossed his arms and said:  "I haven't seen anyone that serious since Over.  And why was he talking about carrots?"  Jelly​:  "Is your dad a carrot Gohan?"  Don Patch​:  "Didn't you turn into a carrot once Bobobo?"  Bobobo​:  "That's right.  During one of our first fights against the Chrome Dome block leaders.  Feels like forever ago."

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"Hmph. You don't have to tell us twice..." Boruto said. He might be similar to Sasuke, but Boruto now thought that Sasuke was much cooler than that grumpy old stiff.

 

"You said that he was your dad's rival though, right? Is your dad strong too?" Boruto asked.

Gohan nodded to Boruto. "You bet. The strongest guy I know. Though..." He let his head down slightly. "He sacrificed himself...For my mistakes 3 years ago..." He said in a depressing tone. "And it was all for nothing. He's dead now because of my actions that I now regret..."

 

Haru put her hand on the mourning Saiyan for comfort, but he seemed to be already smiling. "But it's okay." He raised his head. "Knowing him, he's fine with it. That's just how my dad is."

Gon smiled along with him. He could almost feel the relation between Gohan's father and his own.

"Come on, we're burning daylight! To the stadium!" Gohan exclaimed.

 

(If you want, you guys can do your "auditions" which is basically showing off your character's skills to confirm their participation in the tournament. The sign up desk is outside.)

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Barnaby and Kotetsu followed the group to the stadium, where right outside by the entrance there were the sign ups. "Should we use our hero names, or our actual names? Don't want my identity out there, you know." Kotetsu hummed. "That would be a valid question. But remember we are in a whole other dimension. Even if they know your name, I doubt that we would stick around long enough it to make a difference, or that such rumors would reach our home." Barnaby said, Kotetsu nodded. "Good point. Have to make sure." Kotetsu said cheerfully as he and Barnaby signed up for the event. "Thank you very much. If you would please go ahead inside for the auditions. We have to make sure that all of our potential participants are physically able to participate." The lady at the counter said, the two of them nodding and turning to the rest. "We'll see you guys inside!" Kotetsu cheered, waving before entering the building with Barnaby. They were led to the arena outside, where everyone was with different personel showing off their skills for the auditions. "Alright! Basically all you have to do is to show us that you are physically able to participate! Show off your skills to us!" The man said cheerfully. Barnaby and Kotetsu looked at each other and then looked around. The arena was full of equipment for the participants to use for the auditions, the bleachers slowly beginning to fill up with early spectators here and there. "Right." Barnaby smiled, Kotetsu nodding with him. The two focused, and activated their Hundred Power, their eyes glowing a bright blue. Barnaby took a step, dashing at inhuman speeds as he jumped so fast it people could only see a blur of light from his suit following his movements as he jumped from one side of the arena to the other with little effort and long struts, jumping on the bleachers and on the highest parts of the building before landing back on the ground. He aimed to a single soccer ball that stood innocently on the floor and kicked it high into the sky, the soccer ball flying out into the stratosphere...it wasn't going to come back down. Ever. Barnaby then proceeded to go ahead to one of the punching bags, kicking the living crap out of it so hard that he ended up kicking the whole machine across the area and into the nearest wall, crashing it. Barnaby decided that was enough, turning to see Kotetsu do his stuff. Kotetsu showed off some combat moves, before picking up a bunch of heavy weights with a single hand, holding them high into the air with barely any effort. As he did that, he walked to another, non busted punching back, and threw a single punch, sending that machine flying and crashing right next to the one Barnaby had broken. Kotetsu smiled, now beginning to juggle the weights as he looked at the judge. "Well? Think we can participate?" Kotetsu said with a small smirk, much to the judge's dismay, who was already pale after seeing their obviously show off display. "I think you guys will manage." The Judge said. Kotetsu dropped the weights, smiling as he high fived Barnaby. Then again, they were only this strong when activating their Hundred powers. But they were sure that they would be more than capable of handling themselves without it as they usually did. With an hour of recharge, they had to be careful when to use it after all.

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The trio were up next to the desk.  Bobobo goes up first, signs his name, and hands his sheet to the receptionist.  "Let's see here...Bobobo-Bobo-bobo?   Kind of lengthy, but it works.  Now you have to demonstrate a portion of your prowess inside."  They stated.  Bobobo begins walking into the building.  "I'm next!"  Don Patch shouts while running up. 

 

"I don't recall seeing you before.  Mind telling me what you are?"  The man says.  "I could tell you, but then I'd have to destroy you."  Don Patch answers with a deadly stare.  The receptionist begins to be afraid from hearing that statement.  "Just kidding!"  Don Patch jokes as he grabs a sheet.  He scribbles here and there before handing it back.  On the sheet was a drawing of Don Patch standing proudly on a mountain of bodies while holding a trophy full of money with a line stating:  "The future guaranteed champion Don Patch!!!!!"  The receptionist was speechless for a minute before finally saying:  "Uh, you're free to go?"  Don Patch happily marches forward to show his stuff.

 

Jelly goes up and signs with a pink pen covered with the "lucky nu" symbol.  His name is on the sheet, but the symbol is everywhere along with it.  The receptionist doesn't say anything and points to where Jelly needs to go. 

 

The trio arrive in the arena full of equipment.  There was all sorts of machines and the like to determine someone's eligibility to enter.  "It's time to put on a good show!"  Bobobo shouted eagerly.  He ran all over the arena grabbing a 10ft pole, four 300lb weight bands, 8 150lb weights, two cinderblocks, a punching bag, and a pillow.  He places the pillow on top of the bag and straps on one band on each limb.  He picks up the cinderblocks and throws them up quite high.  He proceeds to do that with the weights too.  Bobobo picks up the pole with both hands and starts running towards the stacked items.  He jumps up and lands on them with the pole.  The cinderblocks  then stack onto Bobobo's feet and the weights soon after.  He starts moving up onto the very tip of the pole and balances on it with one hand.  Now he's doing push-ups on the pole all the while keeping the items on his feet in place.  On the twentieth push the weights and blocks get launched into the sky again.  Bobobo jumps off the pole, shakes the ground a foot around him for a bit upon landing, and catches the falling items with some effort.  "Can I compete in the tourney now?"  Bobobo asks the closest judge.  They were a bit perplexed on what they just saw.  "I b-believe you can sir."  They answered.  "Great!"  Bobobo replied while dropping the items and taking off the weight bands.

 

"That was cool and all, but the future champ, which is me, will blow the crowd away!"  Don Patch decrees.  He hops onto an exercising bike and starts peddling.  At first he's going at a casual pace.  But he soon peddles faster with every second.  Don Patch moves so fast that the bike breaks off the stand(?).  He drags it into the ground to carve an image.  He twists and turns until he finished making himself giving a thumbs up with a confident smile.  Don Patch stops and quickly does the same himself.  He then asks:  "So, am I in it?"  A couple of judges stared at each other until one of them responds:  "Um, sure."  "Works for me!"  Don Patch says as he gets off the bike.

 

Jelly took a look around the audience.  He was amazed that there was so many people here.  He knew exactly what to do next.  "Okay, here I go!"  Jelly turns for a bit to bring out dozens of packaged trays.  "Free Jelly sets for everyone in the crowd!"  Jelly runs up to the first row and hands over some sets.  "Sir!  You can't serve food while attempting to participate in this tournament!  You may do so afterwards but not now."  One of the judges shouts towards Jelly.  He puts down the tray sets he had left and slouches his way back.  He stands in front of a punching bag.  Jelly figures punching it would be enough to let him join.  He winds up his right arm and throws a might punch.  But the bag doesn't even move an inch.  "What?"  A confused Jelly Jiggler asked aloud.  He decides to throw another punch.  Still no budge.  Now he throws a flurry of punches to get the bag to move.  But not a single one managed to do so.  Enraged, Jelly picks up a 500lb weight and slams it onto the punching bag.  He lifts up the weight and slams it down again.  Next, he jumps and body-slams the weight further down on the bag.  Slowly calming down, Jelly asks:  "Can I participate?"  "Yes!"  One of the judges quickly answers.  Jelly picks up the weight and rolls it back to where he found it.

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Gohan nodded to Boruto. "You bet. The strongest guy I know. Though..." He let his head down slightly. "He sacrificed himself...For my mistakes 3 years ago..." He said in a depressing tone. "And it was all for nothing. He's dead now because of my actions that I now regret..."

 

"But it's okay." He raised his head. "Knowing him, he's fine with it. That's just how my dad is."

 

"Well that was unnecessarily depressing, but hey, I gotcha. My dad did the same for me, so I understand completely. He's kinda like that too."

 

"Same here. My dad was the coolest guy I knew..." Rin spoke up. "That's why I'm gotta kick Satan's ass for him!"

 

"Wait, I thought you said Satan was your dad?" Franky said.

 

"Maybe by blood, but my real dad was a priest named Shiro Fujimoto." Rin said.

 

"Hmm... I can respect that," Franky nodded.

 

 

"Come on, we're burning daylight! To the stadium!" Gohan exclaimed.

 

(If you want, you guys can do your "auditions" which is basically showing off your character's skills to confirm their participation in the tournament. The sign up desk is outside.)

 

Oh, I'm gonna enjoy this.

 

Franky approached the sign-up desk, scaring the judges nearby. "W-Well, you sure are a big fellow, aren't you?" Franky opened up his palm and used his smaller mechanical hand to pick up a pen and sign his name on his entry sheet

 

"I'm not just big. I'm SUPER!!" Franky said, immediately falling into one of his usual dance/pose routines. "Shake it to the left! Shake to the right! C'mon, everybody join in!" The judges did not join in, but did marvel at the sight of Franky's eccentric yet impressive display as he began listing off his cyborg capabilities.

 

"Just to make sure, er, Mr. 'Franky' was it, all of these weapons of yours are part of your body, correct?"

 

"You're damn right! That's the beauty of being a mechanical marvel such as myself! YOW!" The judges approved Franky's submission knowing that his weapons did not break the rule of outside weaponry being used in the tournament.

 

Boruto was next to sign up. "Okay, here I go!"

 

"Ah, a young upstart. Did you come to participate with your hero Mr. Satan, little guy?"

 

"Mr. Satan? Who?"

"What? Have you been living under a rock? Mr. Satan is our world champion! He's been holding the title and keeping the peace for our world for years now!"

 

"Oh really? Well can he do this?" Boruto summoned a miniature Rasengan and flicked it over one of the judge's shoulders, almost scaring him off his chair.

 

"What was that? This is no time to be horsing around ki--" BOOM! The Rasengan expanded after it hit a nearby wall, the judges shaking from the sound and feel of the impact and looking back at the huge hole Boruto made with shock and confusion.

 

"Like I said: can he do that?"

 

"W-Well, er, I-I'm not sure... either way, uh, you're eligible. Now please move along."

 

"Sweet!" Boruto rejoined the others. "Hey Rin, aren't you gonna sign up?"

 

"I thought about it, but I don't think I'll be able to pass." He held up Komaken. "This sword is the only thing I can fight with, and it's the only thing that triggers my full powers too. Even if I didn't use it, I'd be pretty sunk since I don't have good control of my flames yet. Plus I'm pretty sure burning people would be against the rules or something..." Rin rubbed his head and chuckled.

 

"Well, can't argue with any of that..." Franky mused. "But don't sweat it! Me and the little ninja bro'll just put in a whole barrel of super work in just for you. Ain't that right?" Franky raised his fist to Boruto, who promptly bumped it with his own fist.

 

"You got it, big robot bro!"

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Gohan, Gon, and Haru were happy and amused by how the others' auditions were going. At this rate, it seemed like everyone would be able to be in the tournament after all! "If things keep going like this, we'll be shoo ins in this tournament!" Gon exclaimed with confidence. Gohan nodded to Gon's statement while Haru suddenly stepped out of the line. "Y-You guys go ahead. Haru doesn't feel like she's the fighting type..." She said. "But Haru will cheer you on from outside!"

"Thanks Haru." Gohan said. He then took a look at the line in front of them. "Looks like we're up. Let's go Gon."

"Yeah!"

 

The two young boys then stepped up to the sign-up desk where the two regular looking men in their World-Tournament clothing were judging. "Oh? Are you entering as well?" One of the men asked.

"Yup!" Gon said.

"That's right." Gohan also said.

The two men looked at each other, then back at the boys. "Aren't you a little young for this tournament?" The second man asked.

"But you let Boruto in and I'm pretty sure he's as young as us." Gon stated.

"Uuh...Well....Fair enough. Demonstrate your skills." The second man said.

Gon quickly came up with an idea that sparked brightly in his mind. He turned to Gohan with a twinkle in his eyes. "Gohan! Let's spar a little bit!"

"Spar?" The demi-Saiyan questioned. "Yeah! That way we can show off what we're made of! What do you think?"

"Hmm....A spar....Not a bad idea." He then smiled and nodded. "Sure. Let's go for it!"

"Yay! Hey, mind if we use the small arena over there?" Gon asked. "I don't see why not." The first man said.

 

Gohan and Gon walked on to the miniature stage that was identical to an actual world tournament arena with white tiles. The two boys stood on opposite sides and prepared their battle positions. Gohan took a tradition martial art battle stance while Gon balled his hands into fists and had one leg behind him slightly. The two had a moment's stare down.....

"HAAAAAAH!!!!"

"HAAAAAH!!!"

The two clashed into each other at incredible speed and force! They both exerted continuous strength in their arms as they were against each other. Gon suddenly jumped back and leaped towards Gohan aiming for a punch! Gohan proceeded to perform a roundhouse kick towards Gon, but the green clothed boy retreated to the ground, avoiding Gohan's kick and made a low kick knocking Gohan's balance off! Gon aimed for a straight kick from where he was on the ground towards the half-Saiyan, but to no avail as Gohan used his arms to evade falling into Gon's trap as the kick went straight through the open space, blowing through Gohan's hair a little. A feint attack...Impressive. Gohan then back flipped away from Gon to gain some distance away. The Half-Saiyan then disappeared and reappeared from left to right at a zig-zag pattern in order to confuse Gon. Gyo! Gon's eyes were enveloped in a white aura, enhancing his vision. "You may move fast, but I can still see you!" At that moment, Gon landed a punch on Gohan, which was blocked by his arm. The two then exchanged a flurry of punches unseen from the normal human eye! Each clash could feel like it was getting a bigger and heavier than the last! Gohan then dealt a straight up kick on Gon right on his chin! The boy was knocked back, landing on the ground, but quickly getting back up! "Try this!" Gon then dug his hands into the stage. Through his strength, he lifted a whole tile from the arena and punched it creating chunks on stone heading towards Gohan! "Tch! Haaaah!" Gohan retaliated with shooting multiple Ki blasts from his hands destroying the debris. However, this left to a cloud of smoke covering the other side. "Stay on guard..." Gohan said to himself quietly.

 

First comes Rock.....

 

Gon's voice echoed from the other side.

 

Rock...Paper....

 

Gon then revealed himself in the air, jumping through the cloud of smoke and diving towards Gohan!

 

ROOOOOCK!!!!

 

Gohan jumped backwards, causing Gon's Rock attack to created a crumbling crater in the arena! Gohan stayed in the air, cupped his hands, and moved them behind.

 

Ka....Me....Ha....Me...HAAAAAA!!!!

 

A Kamehameha wave headed straight towards Gon! He activated his Ten (Defense Aura) and held out his hands to make impact with the beam as if he was catching it. Gon gritted his teeth as he was pushing the other way. With all his might, he yelled and swung Gohan's beam up in the air!

 

"ST-STOP!!" Both men yelled out suddenly.

 

Gohan descended down looking at the judges while Gon sat down after sending that Ki wave out of his reach.

"So...How'd we do?" Gon asked.

Both men looked at each, seeming surprised and shocked, then back at the boys. "W-We think you'll be able to participate."

"Y-Yes! The both of you are accepted!"

The two spiky haired boys revealed expressions of joy and excitement. "Alright!" They both said.

 

As the two walked off the arena...

 

Battling him up close...Gohan's strength is incredible...It might even surpass Hisoka's...I gotta get even stronger if I ever want to be on that level! But...Why didn't he do that Super Saiyan thing on me? It felt like he was holding back. Was he underestimating me? Gon thought to himself.

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Luffy was next at the sign-ups. He took a sheet and scribbled something onto it, handing it back to the receptionist.

The guy looked at the sheet, his eyebrow lifting in confusion. “Excuse me sir, but you are supposed to write your full name here.” He pointed at the sheet, where Luffy has simply written “ME”.

“Huh? Isn’t that enough?” Luffy asked while tilting his head and took a new sign up sheet then.

“Better?”

“Monkey D. Luffy…? Interesting name… anyway you can go on.”

“Great, hehe.” After making it to the audition stadium and getting the instructions Luffy began his show.

He first pulled his cheeks out, about half a meter each side, showing off his rubber skills. Next he rapidly inhaled air through his mouth, inflating his belly and causing it to resemble a huge balloon. Suddenly he put chopsticks into his nose and danced with a basket, no one knowing where he got them from. All Luffy managed with that though was to make the audience burst into laughter, some kids cheering him on, but the judges weren’t impressed.

“Is that all you can do?”

“Party poopers…” Luffy turned his body back into its normal state and threw away the objects. In the next moment he bit into his right thumb, blowing very hard into it, inflating his arm in an instant. The bigger the arm got the wider the eyes of the judges went. “I-I think we’ve seen enou-”

Gom Gom no Elephant Gun!” One second later he punched with his huge fist in the air in front of him, stopping mere millimetres away from the heads of the judges, and sending a strong wind over them.

“Can I enter now?” Luffy asked, his arm deflating again, after he has scared the hell out of the judges.

“Y-yeah sir. Of course.” One of the them stammered,

“Happy to hear that, hehe.” A huge grin covered his face, showing off all of his teeth.

 

After writing his full name onto the sign-up sheet, Gray was next in the audition stadium.

“Alright Mr. Fullbuster, you may begin.”

“What a waste of time…” Gray mumbled and then got into position. He slammed his right fist into his open palm, and said: “Ice-Maker: Ice Cannon”.

Ice began to appear around his hands and created a large, bazooka-like hand-held cannon. Gray then fired a cannonball made of ice just between two judges and at the wall behind them, creating a huge hole in it.

“It’s a cannon…” “but it’s made of ice…” “do we allow this…” “how did he do that…?”

The judges mumbled when they noticed Gray staring at them.

“Got a problem?” He asked, sending a shiver down their spines.

“Nonono, sir, no problem. But could you tell us if these weapons are part of your body?”

“Huh?” Gray asked, looking at the cannon in his hand. “Guess so. I created them with magic.”

“M-magic…?” One of the judges asked, but when they saw him staring at them again they dropped the subject. “Not important, sir, you can enter!”

“Great.” He replied, having no idea why they were acting so weird.

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Akame

 

As the other members of the group demonstrated their abilities, Akame silently observed. She hadn't intended to use Murasame, but the rule barring tools would make the competition significantly more difficult for her. As a result, she eventually spoke up to the others. "I apologize, but I think I will have to back out. Good luck to the rest of you." She continued watching the others demonstrate their powers. It looks like everyone else here is very talented... That's good. We don't know what dangers we may face in the future.

 

Sarada

 

Sarada watched Boruto demonstrate his Rasengan. He always has to be flashy, doesn't he? She sighed and stepped up once no one else was trying to take the spotlight.

 

The judges both eyed her. "Another kid? You look more like the academic type than the fighting type..."

 

Sarada's eye twitched. "I'm on the same team as Boruto! I'm tough too, and I'm not gonna let him surpass me!" Sarada walked over to a bare patch of ground and made sure no one was nearby. Then, she took a deep breath and focused chakra into her right fist. She then sprung into action and thrust her fist down into the ground beneath her. "Cha!" The ground shook, and the area beneath her fractured into shards and scattered. "How was my Cherry Blossom Clash?" She asked as she pushed her glasses back up.

 

The judges' jaws dropped. "Y-you may enter!"

 

Sarada walked over and smiled. "Thanks!" She signed her name on the sheet then walked over to Boruto.

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"I apologize, but I think I will have to back out. Good luck to the rest of you." She continued watching the others demonstrate their powers. It looks like everyone else here is very talented... That's good. We don't know what dangers we may face in the future.

 

Given their similar predicaments, Rin took this opportunity to provide Akame some company.

 

"Hey, uh, you're the assassin girl right? Akame?" He said. "We haven't really met yet, but I'm Rin Okumura!" He said, putting his hand out. "You might remember me from when we got stuck in that big city."

 

 

She signed her name on the sheet then walked over to Boruto.

 

"Sweet! Good to see you got in too Sarada!" Boruto said.

 

"Well, looks like the your little girlfriend can really pack a punch!" Franky said, making Boruto blush.

 

"S-She's not my girlfriend!!" He blurted out. Franky laughed.

 

"Whatever you say, little man."

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~Serena and Goten~

 

Serena laughs nervously after seeing their powers. Luckily, she doesn't have to fight this time since none of them knows about her secret and she's not really a brawler. "i agreed with Haru and Akame, I'm not that much of a fighter either. But I'll cheer for all of you." She Said. Goten step forward as he gets ready. "my turn!" He exclaimed while bow to them politely. One of the judges looks at him. "an-another kid?! Umm... aren't you a little young to enter?" Goten was confused. "huh? what do you mean? You let them enter." He pointed at Gohan and the others. The judge nods and smiles nervously. "yes but they're older. And we're afraid that they might be too much for you." "Aww c'mon, please?" the judges looks each other and shook their heads. "we're sorry." Goten look down sadly and was disappointed. "aww, no fair..."

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"I am out of this tournament as well. I do use a weapon, after all..." Shun pointed to his duel disk.

It should be alright, as long as one of us wins the tournament...

He then watched the group's demonstrations.

 

Killua watched Gon and Gohan's demonstration. 

Man, these guys are overdoing it...

After everyone else did their demonstration, Killua came to the judges for his demonstration.

"What is it with all these kids lately?"

"I don't know...maybe there is a party going on here or something?"

"Probably. "

Killua got irritated: "Can I just demonstrate my abilities already?!"

"Y-Yes!"

Killua transformed his aura to electricity, then he projected a thunderbolt from his hand to the ground, damaging the ground quite a bit. 

The two judges were shocked. "Y-You passed!"

"Well, that was easy..." he signed his name on the sheet, then went back to his friends.

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Gon high-fived Killua's hand as a congrats for making it in the tournament, but a man coming up to the sign ups caught his eye.

 

Gon then tapped on Gohan's shoulder. "Gohan, look." He whispered. pointing in the direction he was facing. Vegeta was coming over, wearing his Saiyan armor as he approached the sign up desk with his arms crossed. The cold exterior was still present changing the air of the environment. Gohan immediately focused his attention on the Saiyan prince. "Vegeta..." He said under his breath.

 

The judges looked up to see a stern expression from a stern man. They both flinched a little with nervous expressions on their faces. "U-Um...H-Hello sir..." One of them said.

"Is this where you can enter the Extreme World Tournament?" He asked. The two men nodded slowly. "A-All you need to do is d-demonstrate your skills to us..."

Vegeta then uncrossed his arms and took a stance.

 

"...HAAAAAH!!!!" He yelled by surging his energy through his body, exerting more and more power out just to show off. The winds were growing fiercer, blowing through the judges hair and clothing. At one point, the whole desk and even the chairs were broken and blown off without any direct contact on it. The Prince then stopped his sudden explosion of power and went back to his cold state. Both men were left awe-struck by what this man just did. With one judge still holding the clipboard of sign-ups, he nervously handed Vegeta the clipboard and the pen. "S-S-Sign here..."

 

And that was that. Vegeta has become a contender in the Extreme World Tournament. Gohan nervously gulped once more. Again, things were becoming tougher than before... 

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Kotestu tapped Barnaby's shoulder and pointed over at Vegeta as he showed off for the judges. Just with this energy of its own he was able to shatter the desk and chairs, not even touching them. The poor judges could barely keep themselves from passing out as they offered him the clipboard. Kotetsu looked over at Gohan, who looked to be rightfully worried of Vegeta being in the competition. Kotetsu walked over to Gohan from behind and got a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, kid. Don't get so nervous. You'll exhaust yourself out before its your turn to show off." Kotetsu said with a smile, giving him thumbs up. "Don't worry too much about it!" Kotetsu insisted. Barnaby crossed his arms. "I think we should be more worried that we might not be able to win that stone." Barnaby added. "Don't be such a pessimist! Have you seen how many of us we are? At least one of us is sure to win the stone. It's a game of numbers Bunny!" Kotetsu insisted, but Barnaby didn't seem very impressed. "Not if this Vegeta guy ends up crushing all of the numbers down."

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The trio watched as Vegeta display a glimpse of his power.  Jelly could barely hold himself together as he says:  "That Vegeta guy is unreal."  "Eh, he ain't that tough lookin."  Don Patch spouts unimpressed.  "Are you kidding?!  He barely moved and stuff were already flying!  There's no telling how strong he is if he could do that."  Jelly reacted to him.  Bobobo, however, was surprisingly quiet.  He didn't have anything to say regarding Vegeta or his strength.  Bobobo starts walking towards the backstage area.  "Where at you going?"  Don Patch asks him.  "Back there. Gonna do some warm-ups before the matches start.  I don't want to pull anything."  Bobobo answers.  Jelly and Don Patch look at each other for a second before they joined him.

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Gohan looked at Kotestu with his positive vibe showing through. The boy cracked a little smile. "Thanks Kotestu." He said. It cheered him up a little bit, but on the inside was still a stone of fear weighing him down. He then noticed that there was one more fighter auditioning for a different set of judges.

It was a young boy who was showing off his fighting skills, punching and kicking the air while grunting. He had black hair and his clothing appeared to be similar to Gon's, only with white buttons. The boy then put his hands together and made them make a gun-like figure. A light blue sphere of energy was forming around his fingers. He pointed it straight at the judges, scaring them. "Spirit Gun!" He quickly pointed upwards and shot the blast into the sky. The boy smirked and then looked at the judges. "Well? How'd I do?" He said, walking towards them.

"U-Um, y-you're accepted! Congrats! Err, what was your name again?"

"It's-"

Just then, a world tournament employee came out, standing next to entrance to the backstage area.

"It's almost time for the tournament to start! Participants! Please report here to the backstage area!" He announced.

 

The boy then sighed. "Just look on that clipboard. You'll see it!" He said while running off.

 

Gohan's heart almost skipped a beat when the employee announced this. He took a deep breath to calm himself and began walking inside with the rest the group.

 

~Backstage~

 

"WWWWEELCOME FIGHTERS!!" The blonde haired, sun glass wearing announcer  from the TV commercial had said, introducing the participants to the room. "You have just entered into the once-in-a-lifetime event known as the Extreme World Tournament!!!"

 

"Yeah. We already knew that." Gon said honestly. That comment kind of derailed The Announcer's hype train a bit. "O-Oh, right..." He then straightened up his glasses. "Well, then...I can just tell that you are all just anxious to get into the battlefield! But first...Let's go over the rules!" The man then dashed to one side of the wall where an picture of the world tournament stage can be seen. "Now is what you will all be fighting on. The World Tournament Stage. If you get knocked off the stage, you're out right at the moment! So be sure to keep an eye out for your surroundings. And since we're on that topic..." He dashed to the sign next to the picture, which listed the multiple rules of the tournament. "Here are some other ways you could be disqualified:

 

If you get knocked and not able to get up in a certain time limit, you're out!

If you somehow kill your opponent, you're out!

If you gain outside help during battle like if someone were to throw an item that were to aid you, you're out!

Any use of strength boosting medications will result in you being out!

 

Any questions?"

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And that was that. Vegeta has become a contender in the Extreme World Tournament.

 

"So, that grumpy guy can fight after all!" Franky said.

 

"Whatever. I'll still beat him!" Boruto said.

 

The boy then put his hands together and made them make a gun-like figure. A light blue sphere of energy was forming around his fingers. He pointed it straight at the judges, scaring them.

 

"Spirit Gun!" He quickly pointed upwards and shot the blast into the sky. The boy smirked and then looked at the judges. "Well? How'd I do?" He said, walking towards them.

 

"U-Um, y-you're accepted! Congrats! Err, what was your name again?"

 

"It's-"

 

Just then, a world tournament employee came out, standing next to entrance to the backstage area.

 

"It's almost time for the tournament to start! Participants! Please report here to the backstage area!" He announced.

 

The boy then sighed. "Just look on that clipboard. You'll see it!" He said while running off.

 

Having watched the display of power. Boruto's jaw dropped. "Whoa... did he just shoot chakra out of his fingers like a beam?" He said.

 

"Oh please. I got a beam that's way more super than that was..." Franky said.

 

"Still, he seems like a guy we should look out for."

 

"If you say so..."

 

"If you get knocked and not able to get up in a certain time limit, you're out! If you somehow kill your opponent, you're out! If you gain outside help during battle like if someone were to throw an item that were to aid you, you're out! Any use of strength boosting medications will result in you being out!"

 

"Any questions?"

 

"Aw man, that one last one's dumb!" Boruto said, pulling out a small black pill. "Food pills are considered ninja tools just like shuriken and kunai back where I'm from. Damn!" He said, pocketing the pill.

 

"Just tough it out, little ninja bro," Franky said. "Keep in SUPER shape all throughout without anything extra. That's what I'm doin'. Everything I need is already right in me!" He then opened up his chest compartment and revealed a chamber with three liters of cola attached to three ports in his stomach.

 

"What? Cola? Is that what you use for energy?"

 

"Sure is!" Franky closed his chest compartment. "And I got enough to keep me refreshed for the whole tournament!"

 

"Hmm... I wonder if can get a ton of energy from drinking cola..."

Edited by Firaga Sensei

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