They flew through space and time at mind boggling speeds for what felt like an hour or so but you couldn't be sure while going through dimensional phasing. Saitama just talked with either Genos or Mumen rider about some random stuff; like favorite grocery stores and who would carry back the food. Bang asked Saitama if he was worried about the person he was going to fight. Saitama just said that if he got the food he didn't really care about that actual fight.
"So." Bang said walking over to Whis. "You called this a tournament but there is only a single fight. Why?"
"Well it was set up by the High Kai's to test the strength of the universal barriers. They want to see if another tournament that Beerus wants to hold will destroy the two universe in the tournament or not. So they set this thing up to test the strength before we hold our own." Whis told him. "We are Gods after all."
"Oh." Bang said grabbing his chin and looking over at Saitama. "Well he is the man that will stand on the top of the S-Class one day. It wouldn't surprise me. He has fought God level threats before."
"We'll see how powerful he is." Whis said. "Okay everyone; prepare yourselves. We're going to be stopping in about ten seconds. So I recommend you hold onto something."
Whis Tapped his staff to the section of earth that they were on and the energy began to flux around them. He tapped again and it fluxed again and everyone felt it beginning to slow. The third tap stopped the entire thing and had the energy vanish which sent Mumen rider flying off the platform and landing on the ground that they were floating just a few inches off of.
"Mumen are you alright?" Saitama called down.
"I'm fine-!" Mumen started before looking up and finding something beyond words.
It was a massive arena. Made of a steel like material as the base and having what looked like an arch as the entrance that appeared to be made up of either the purest bronze or gold. Hundreds of statues of what were supposed heroes lined the base of the arena all around it; all of them made out of different stones and marbles. The arena was amazing and probably could fit over a hundred thousand people in it.
"So where is the free food?" Saitama asked. Everyone just stared at him with dumbfounded expressions. "What? That's what I came for."
"The food shall be given after the fight has concluded." Beerus said slightly angered. "Whis get them to their seats. I'm going to talk to Goku."
"Okay." Whis said with a smile as Beerus vanished with his speed. "Okay. Everyone follow me. Please."
The group followed Whis as they went inside. The inside looked much like the outside, awe inspiring, the only difference was the seats that seemed to be made in the same style in as the World Marshal Arts tournament in Goku's world had. All of the seats were filled with Kais of all different colors and sizes. Genos could tell that the majority of them, if not all, had strength comparable of upper A-class heroes at the least. If these people came to watch Saitama and this other fighter battle; that meant that his opponent must be extremely strong.
"Come with us Mister Saitama." Three Kai helpers said walking with Saitama to a special circle platform toward the center of the Arena.
The rest of the group found their seats and sat down. All around them the beings cheered for the fight to start and for Goku to win. Some even had shirts and foam fingers with Goku's symbol on them or his face. Genos clenched his fists as no one was going to root for Saitama.
"Get your Saitama T-Shirts and foam fingers here!" One Kai called out with a box hanging off him. Genos raised his hand.
"I'll take three male adults, one female adult, and one large child's!" He called over.
A few minutes later everyone in the group, minus Tornado who ripped the shirt in half, were wearing Saitama T-Shirts. Genos got two foam fingers which we wore on both hands. Bang had no idea why or how Genos even got him in the shirt. The Kai counted the money with a smile as he walked away.
Goku stood on an exact copy of the platform Saitama was across the arena. He stretched as he waited as his friends cheered for him from behind. His famous orange gear all prepped and ready to go. He looked across the arena and found Saitama standing there with his arms dangling at his side. He didn't even seem a little bit tense. Goku kind of liked that. This was just a friendly match after all.
"Kakarot!" Vegeta called out from behind him with his arms crossed. "I did not play over eight hundred games of Rock-Paper-scissors to let you do this just to see you lose. So you better win."
"Don't worry." Goku replied finishing his stretches. "I'll give it all I've got."