13 Representatives

2 days before the tournament starts.

The trio, Daz and an audience, consisting of their fellow Saiyans, were currently outside, in front of a slightly elevated podium with a scanner in the center. Daz started speaking loudly.

"Alright fellow Saiyans. In two days, the tournament will take place and today we will decide who of you will represent the Saiyan race!"

All three with an unusual solemn face listening to Daz. All filled with determination in their eyes, to be able to become the disciple of the city lord was a rare opportunity after all and this will be the first hurdle.

"Since we always have respected the one with the highest battle power, the highest 5 shall be our representatives! All of the Saiyans aged below 9 come up and let's test your full power. You all now the procedure."

'Wait? That's it? I thought we would have to fight for it? And 5 people isn't that too many?'

'Whatever at least I get to see how strong the new generation is. There are about 50 children here. Since they are all born on this planet, they should be considerably strong. Hmm?' Broly raised his arm.

"Why do we have to be under 9 years old?"

"That's the age limit the city lord gave. Ah. Yeah, you don't have to worry about being too old, since you crossed a time-space-rift you are as old as you were when you entered it."

Daz took out a list and started to call out names.

"Adry! Come on up."

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 21.636; Full power: 163.290"

The audience started clapping.

'Not bad. By the reaction of the audience it seemed to be a rather average level though?'

"Aize!"

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 146; Full power: 853.732"

'Oh sh*t? That one is strong! I thought Taro and Alea were exceptions among Saiyans, but damn! It's only the second one!'

Alea who stood beside Broly saw his surprised look and decided to introduce Aize to him.

"That one is Aize, 6 years old, son of Mica the head of food distribution. He is one of the top elites of our generation. He usually trains by himself and asks adults from the guards to spar with him."

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 10.734; Full power: 290.420"

"So, he didn't want to train with us? What a shame. Would have been interesting to fight 3 at the same time" Alea just rolled her eyes. "To be trained under Daz, you had to have a power level above a million. Only we three were above the minimum. Taro only barely fit the bill. Aize wanted to but couldn't. He improved quite a bit, but I wonder what my power level will be~."

"Alea!"

"Coming!"

She stepped inside and…

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 5; Full power: 1.689.491"

"Whoohoo! That's my girl!"

Silence.

"Dad! Just call out the next one!"

Deeply blushing she ran down back besides to Broly, who was holding his stomach, trying not to laugh.

"That's not funny!" She whisper-shouted at him while pinching him. "No, it is not. It's hilarious. Hahaha"

Soon one by one they went up.

"Broly!"

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 158; Full power: 2.573.254"

The audience shortly fell in silence before erupting in loud cheers. Since they came to this planet, they were usually the weaker ones, hence their exhilaration when one of the next generation was exceptional.

"Cana!"

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 12.154; Full power: 752.463"

"And who's that?"

"Cana. Daughter of a low-class warrior. She's 8 years old and the last child who came from our old planet. Well the last until you came."

"Another survivor. Huh?" Broly looked at her. She had shoulder-long smooth red hair, very uncharacteristic for Saiyans. She was around 150cm tall and like all Saiyans she had a fit body.

She seemed to sense his glance since she turned to him, gave him a nod and went back to her spot.

****

"Taro!"

*Beep*

"Suppressed: 6; Full power: 1.437.288"

****

The rest of this generation hovered around 200 thousand. It is impressive considering that most of the previous generation didn't even make it to the 10 thousand mark.

"Alright I now announce the top 5 who will represent us! At the 5th place Cana with a power level of 752 thousand. Ahead of her is Aize at the 4th place with 853 thousand. On the 3rd place Taro with an astonishing 1.4 million! Silver goes to the adorable Alea! Not only is she cute but has an enormous strength of 1.7 million! And first is Broly. Someone who came out of nowhere, stealing the place from Alea, with a frightening 2.5 million!"

'Daz you should really quit your job as the head of defense and become an announcer. F me! At least the crowd played their role and got riled up, there are even some who are staring daggers at me. Great.'

"Puuuh. Wasn't that exciting?!" Daz said with an expectant look, he was even out of breath.

'No!'

"Alright for the next 2 days you should meditate and use the time to rest. Resting is also part of the training after all. But before you can relax I'm going to tell you the rules for the tournament.

The most important rule, killing is forbidden! Anyone who comes into contact outside the ring and those who give up, automatically loses. As well as those who got knocked down and can't get up within 10 seconds. If both contestants get knocked down the first to get up and states 'I am the winner!' wins. You can't wear armor or weapons, besides that everything goes. Now go and rest! See you in 2 days."

"Ah. Finally, it's over!" Before Broly could leave, avoice sounded out next to him.

"Hello, Broly. I'm Aize, nice to meet you."

"Same here" Broly answered in a daze, while grasping the outstretched hand. Aize then turned to Alea and Taro and greeted them in the same matter. 'Wow how polite.' While Taro made his proclamations of becoming the strongest again, Cana approached as well.

She gave of a mature vibe and her voice was pleasing to the ear.

"Hello, it seems we are in the same boat now." She gave a smile also outstretching her hand for a handshake. 'Hey! I'm the one from earth! Why am I surprised that they want to shake hands?!'

"Yes, nice to meet you."

'The warrior race. Why can't they say something normal, like: 'I'm a super elite, how could I be weaker than you?!' Ah. Whatever. I just look at them as exceptions'