Welcome to DBZ Saiyan Garden

Trunks was in a different weight class and was first to go on stage to show off what he had achieved during a few months. He placed third. He quickly returned to the dressing room to announce the results to Gohan and help him prepare for his own appearance.

“How many competitors were there in your class?” Gohan asked him, dubious, while Trunks was massaging oil into his skin. “Three?”

“No, seventeen.”

“Huh.”

Trunks laughed at the other teen’s surprised face. “Not bad, right?”

“Hm… That’s quite astonishing, in fact,” Gohan agreed. “Third…” he repeated. “You know, if you hadn’t forced me to drink that disgusting juice and, instead, drunk it yourself, you could have placed first.”