A convenience store opened in Naruto

"It's quite joyful over there!" Bulma was eager to try. She felt that the atmosphere over there with little Sasuke was very good, especially number one, who was very much to her liking.

"Children should be happy."

Although he was always called uncle, Ye Feng did not forget that he was only a few years older than Naruto and others.

There is no generation gap when talking, and no one regards themselves as elders, so the atmosphere will naturally be very good.

It’s not too late to collect the money from Sasuke later.

Ye Feng, who still had the Kamui Sharingan, said to the projection screen: "The money has been collected, so let's start now."

"I don't accept it. They've watched it, too. Why shouldn't I take their money?"

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to Obito's shouting, as if he didn't hear it, and said to himself: "Since the big Susanoo is neither good nor bad, let's change our thinking and try the small Susanoo. I call it the Susanoo Power Suit!"

"Hey, did you hear me?"

"I report it, I report it, Kakashi hasn't paid the money either!" Obito raised his hands high, afraid that Ye Feng couldn't see him.

Very good, and you still say you are not Obito. You act exactly like when you said bad things about me in front of Rin when we were little!

Kakashi's lips curled up into a smile, and he said silently: "I am also an employee of the store!"

"what?"

You must be dumbfounded, Kakashi thought to himself: You know that saying bad things about me has never been successful, but you still keep saying it!

In the Dragon Ball world, the thousand-meter-tall Susanoo appeared again. He could touch the clouds with his hand. Standing there, Ye Feng was like a giant standing tall.

The giant's voice came down from on high, like thunder.

"Now watch, let's try to lower the height of Susanoo, that is, compress the energy."

Ye Feng didn't speak loudly because he was afraid that the person on the other side of the projection wouldn't be able to hear him.

As the energy was compressed, Susanoo's size continued to shrink and was now below the clouds.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it didn't take long for Susanoo to shrink to its normal size, which was the size Itachi knew.

With a height of nearly two hundred meters, he is still a giant in the eyes of others.

So we have to continue to shrink.

One hundred and fifty meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters, ten meters...

Until it reached two or three meters high, Ye Feng stopped compressing.

"Keeping this body shape and two or three meters tall not only exceeds the height of most people, but also gives people a sense of oppression. This is what I call the Susano suit!"

"If you can't compress the Susanoo to such a small size, then try to reduce some of the energy and compress it while maintaining the size of the Susanoo."

"As for speed and strength..."

Ye Feng picked and chose Piccolo: "Mr. Piccolo, are you interested in playing a game?"

The shrunken Susanoo is still majestic and domineering, its shape has not changed, only Ye Feng's position has changed.

It was on the forehead before, but now it was like a piece of clothing, covering Ye Feng.

The blue and transparent Susanoo wrapped Ye Feng's whole body.

Piccolo was very interested: "I've already said it beforehand. If it's a 'battle' like the one with Krillin, I won't bother to participate."

"Don't worry!" Ye Feng moved his wrist, and the small Susanoo also moved without any delay, nor the heaviness of the big Susanoo, although the speed of the big Susanoo was not slow either.

"That's OK!"

Without taking off his training suit, Piccolo rushed directly towards Ye Feng.

Although it was a competition and there was no need to use his full strength, Piccolo was still as fast as lightning even without using his full strength.

In just a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ye Feng.

The people on the other side of the projection didn't even see how Piccolo moved.

Relying solely on his own strength, Ye Feng could barely keep up with Piccolo's speed.

He raised his hand to block and counterattacked with a punch.

Piccolo did not dodge or evade, allowing Ye Feng's fist to hit him.

He wanted to test the power of Ye Feng's fist so as to judge how much strength he should exert next.

Feeling no pain or itch on his body, Piccolo had an idea.

Then his two fists rained down on Ye Feng like raindrops.

Ye Feng was exhausted from dealing with the attack. Although most of the attacks were blocked by Susagi, many punches still hit him through Susagi.

"Boom bang bang..."

They could only hear the sounds; Little Sasuke, Big Sasuke and the others could not keep up with the speed of Ye Feng and the others with their eyes.

Even though they used the Sharingan and the Samsara Eye, they still couldn't see any trace of Ye Feng and the other person.

Bulma took out a pair of special glasses and put them on. The special glasses allowed her to slow down the speed of everything around her, so that she could see Ye Feng and Piccolo clearly.

After watching for a while, Bulma took off her glasses, lay back on her recliner, and said to the two groups of people on the projected screen: "Go away, there's nothing to see."

She has seen many similar fights, where you punch me and I punch you, you kick him and he kicks him, it's a competition of who is faster and who can withstand more.

In the past, they only fought on the ground. Since they learned the art of flying, they are no longer limited to the ground. The time they stay in the sky is longer than on the ground.

She thought it was boring, and little Sasuke and the others thought it was even more boring. They couldn't see anything. They could only see the aftermath of the battle, which shattered the rocks and created a big hole on the ground every now and then.

"Sister Hui, can you see it?" Number One came close to Kaguya and asked.

“I can barely see a little bit!” Kaguya, who only opened her Byakugan and not her Samsara Sharingan, concluded, “Their fight was very pure. According to what you said, it was a pure physical battle, without any other…”

"Not really, I'm still breathing!"

"With every move, Qi flows throughout their bodies, greatly improving their physical qualities, including but not limited to strength and speed."

"Really?" Kai, who was only good at physical training, said excitedly, "I knew that when Ye and I were sparring, we didn't fight for real."

Instead of feeling disappointed, it aroused Kai's fighting spirit.

“Hahaha, this is so enjoyable!”

Having a goal to pursue will give you more motivation!

"You can't see anything, what's the fun in that?" Kakashi was a little depressed. His Sharingan was almost smoking, but he couldn't see a single thing.

This is the first time I have encountered such a situation since I got the Sharingan.

"Feeling, do you understand that feeling?" Kai closed his eyes in ecstasy and took a deep breath, "Feel it with your heart, not just with your eyes."

The human eye has limits, but the heart does not!

It has to be said that Kai's talent in fighting is definitely second to none in the entire ninja world. If he were placed in the Dragon Ball world, he would definitely not be worse than Krillin and others.

He learned the fighting style of the Dragon Ball world without any guidance.

Ye Feng was like this. He couldn't see Piccolo's movements with just his eyes. After being hit by countless punches, he no longer used his eyes to see, but instead used his heart to capture and his qi to sense.

He temporarily blocked out everything about Sun Wukong and only used his own strength.

Piccolo, who was always paying attention to Ye Feng's condition, frowned again and again.

The aura on Ye Feng was very strange, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, but his combat effectiveness did not decrease. The more he dealt with his attacks, the more adept he became.

"Are you using me as a training ground?"

Is this a test of Susanoo's strength or a competition?

Neither of them is right. Are you treating me as a sparring partner?

After seizing the right opportunity and giving Ye Feng a hard punch, Piccolo flew backwards and quickly distanced himself from Ye Feng.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, it's boring!"

He held back his strength. Ye Feng clearly had more powerful strength, but he just didn't use it and even treated him as his coach.

Not everyone is Son Gohan, being someone’s babysitter is enough!

Ye Feng was a little reluctant to leave. Although he did not use all his strength, he still let go. "As a reward for your hard work as a sparring partner, I will teach Mr. Piccolo a move later."

"Ah, now you've said it all. You're really my sparring partner!"

Piccolo waved his hand and said, "Forget it. I have my own fighting style."

You don't learn moves randomly. What's suitable for others may not be suitable for him.

Just like the Kamehameha that Sun Wukong knows, if he wanted to learn it, he could learn it in minutes, but he didn't think it was necessary. His own special move "Magic Light Cannon" was quite easy to use.

"what?"

Ye Feng returned to his recliner and scratched his face in frustration: "I haven't even mentioned any moves yet. Among so many people, I think you are the most suitable."

Piccolo has super self-healing abilities and can even regenerate severed limbs. If he learns the Eight Gates, fuck, he will be almost the same as the Edo Tensei Kai that netizens joked about, who can open the Eight Gates infinitely.

Still unwilling to give up, he asked, "You really don't want to learn? It's similar to Sun Wukong's Kaio-ken!"

These are all moves that instantly increase your combat effectiveness!

"Hmm? What's that?"

Before he finished speaking, Piccolo came to Ye Feng at almost teleportation speed and asked excitedly: "Are you telling the truth?"

He has always envied Sun Wukong's Kaio-ken, but he just can't learn it.

Piccolo thought that his talent was not bad, but the "Kaioh-ken" was just like recognizing a person. Except for Son Goku himself, no one present had learned it.

Even if Sun Wukong told them several times!

"What's so deceptive about this?" Ye Feng pointed at Kai on the projection screen and said, "See that watermelon-headed guy? It's him. He is the best proof that he can use the Eight Gates Ninjutsu."

Piccolo followed Ye Feng's gesture and saw Kai in the crowd, wearing a green vest, giving a thumbs up and showing his white teeth.

The corner of his eye twitched. For some reason, he saw the shadow of Sun Wukong in Kai.

It's not about the aura or anything, but that kind of carefree, silly-looking personality and appearance.

Oh, there’s an even sillier one next to him, with yellow hair, and this one looks more like him!

It's not that Piccolo judges people by appearance, but he really doesn't see anything special about Kai.

"Don't underestimate him. I'm telling you this," Ye Feng said, giving an example. "Before Sun Wukong transformed, he couldn't even fight Frieza for a few moves. But once he transformed into a Super Saiyan, he could almost kill Frieza in one second!"

"Look at that group of people, who do you think is the strongest?"

Piccolo looked at both boxes, and instinctively chose Tiandao.

Just by looking at the way he stood, he felt that Tian Dao was terrifyingly powerful.

"Good vision, he is indeed very strong, but Kai can kill him in seconds!"

Kai smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's not that exaggerated!"

"Humble, Kai, you are just too humble sometimes!" Ye Feng pretended to be displeased, "As a result, everyone knows that the battle between the flag and the wood is 50-50, but they don't know your great name, Emperor Kai!"

"Off topic!"

"It's you again, number one. Don't think that I won't know it's you just because you're hiding at the back!" Ye Feng was furious.

"?"

Number One pointed at himself doubtfully and said aggrievedly, "Uncle, it really wasn't me this time!"

Black Zetsu, who had retired after completing his mission, looked straight ahead, thinking: If you are not here, I can't deal with you, but can't I deal with your subordinates? Hehehe...

"Ahem!" Ye Feng, who refused to admit that he had recognized the wrong person, coughed lightly and naturally changed the subject back to "How about it, Mr. Bick, are you interested now?"

That’s so interesting!

Piccolo was a little worried again: "It's not as difficult to learn as the Kaio-ken, right?"

Ye Feng didn't know how difficult the Kaio-ken was, but he could guarantee with confidence that Piccolo could definitely learn the Eight Gates.

Now, all of the twelve young warriors who follow him know how to do it. It’s just a matter of how many doors to open.

"Don't worry, you can definitely learn it!"

With Ye Feng's assurance, Piccolo breathed a sigh of relief.

"Which one? Can I learn it?" Da Te hesitated for a long time and then mustered up the courage to ask.

Da Te wants to learn anything that can enhance his fighting power!

There is no way. He is the only one who can take on responsibilities in his world. If he falls, his world will be declared destroyed.

"Yes, you have limited time. I will teach you first. According to the old rules..." Ye Feng looked at Da Te, turned his head to look at Bulma and Vegeta, hesitated for a moment and said, "I allow you to owe it first, or wait until you have time to pay it back later."

Vegeta was confused by Ye Feng's look: "How much?"

He wants to learn too!

Another person joined. Ye Feng glanced at the time and asked, "Is there anyone else who wants to learn? Sign up quickly. I will teach you together. Little Wukong will be back soon."

"Can't I teach now that Goku is here?" Krillin touched his smooth head.

He wanted to wait for Wukong to come back and learn together.

"I've already told you we're in a hurry!" Ye Feng himself was not in a hurry, but he estimated that Da Te could not wait.

Rather than being a future world, it would be more accurate to say that the Datan world is a parallel future world.

Whatever he does here will not change the history of his original time and space, and what is supposed to happen will still happen.

Just like he brought a special medicine to Goku here, saving Goku from death from illness, but in his own time and space, Goku still did not resurrect, and his world was still a playground for androids.

How much money to take depends entirely on one's heart. Ye Feng doesn't mind whether he is given a lot or a little.

After everyone paid the money, Ye Feng started to work as a teacher.

This time it was Bulma's turn to feel drowsy. She had never been interested in training.

This is a big client, how could Ye Feng let her go?