Dragon Ball Grandmaster Tianjin Rice

Chapter 302 This little time is not enough to practice?

"Is this the list of contestants from Universe Seven?"

Not long after, in the God of Destruction Realm of this universe, Weiss was asking with a list that Tianjin Fan handed him.

"Actually, you don't have to make a decision so quickly. The Tournament of Power won't start until three days later. You still have plenty of time to think about it carefully."

Weiss explained to Tianjin Fan.

Less than three hours had passed since they left just now and Tianjin Fan came up with the confirmed list.

"Yeah boy, the Tournament of Power is no joke.

If you lose the game, I will be wiped out by Lord Quan Wang along with you.

You go back to me immediately and think about it carefully, don't let useless guys take up the precious spots! "

Beerus stood aside, craned his neck to look at the list in Weiss' hands, his face full of uneasy expressions.

If it wasn't for the rules of the power conference that the God of Destruction is not allowed to participate, he would definitely go on stage himself and eliminate all the Gods of Destruction from other universes to ensure his own safety.

It's a pity that under the rules of the power conference formulated by the great priest, he, the god of destruction, can only entrust his life safety to Tianjin Fan and others to decide.

It can be said that the list in Weiss' hands is equivalent to the fate of his God of Destruction.

Seeing that Tianjin Fan had casually determined his own destiny in only three hours, Beerus was furious.

This guy is really too sloppy, he doesn't take his fate as a god of destruction seriously at all!
"No need, if this list is left in our hands, it will actually affect our preparations for the Tournament of Power.

Three hours is enough to confirm the list. For the rest of the time, Wukong and I want to get rid of all distracting thoughts and devote ourselves to preparing for the battle. "

Regarding the persuasion of Weiss and Beerus, Tianjin Fan did not show any hesitation.

He clenched his fist, and although he didn't explain further, the answer was already obvious.

Instead of continuing to waste time on entanglement with the candidates, it is better to seize the remaining time and make full preparations for the Power Tournament.

For more than two days, for Tianjin Fan, it is already possible to take Wukong and the others to make a lot of preparations.

"Well, since you have already made up your mind, I won't persuade you anymore."

Seeing Tianjin Fan's firmness, Weiss put away the note in his hand with a smile, and temporarily settled the issue of the contestants.

"Thank you, Mr. Weiss, for your understanding.

Regarding the specific rules of the Tournament of Power, can Master Weiss explain it to me in detail? "

Tianjin Fan was a little grateful for Weiss' final decision, and immediately asked him about the details of the Power Tournament.

The rules about the power conference are not a secret that cannot be disclosed in advance. When the three full kings decided to jointly hold this power conference, the rules had already been determined.

Now Tianjin Fan asked Weiss, and Weiss also told Tianjin Fan about the points that need to be paid attention to in the rules.

The rules of the Tournament of Power are not complicated, which is also in line with Quan Wang's style. He doesn't like things that are too complicated, as long as he can fight wonderfully.

About 5 minutes later, Tianjin Fan left the God of Destruction Realm with a lot of rewards.

Beerus on the side was a little worried at this time.

In fact, from the time Weiss put away the list just now, he seemed a little anxious.

"Wes, do you really need to change that list?
That was something that was determined in only three hours. Could it be that my fate really rested on the decision made in that short three hours? "

Beerus is still very concerned about his own destiny.

Even though Tianjin Fan has left now, he still couldn't help mentioning the things that worried him.

"Haha, I didn't expect Master Beerus to be afraid sometimes."

Seeing Beerus' worried look, Weiss covered his mouth and smirked.

"Bastard, I'm not afraid!
I just feel that it would be too embarrassing if I was wiped out because of Tianjin Fan's sloppyness.

At least, at least let them spend three days thinking about candidates, right?

Three days are used to cultivate, what kind of flowers can be cultivated? "

Beerus could feel Tianjin Fan's firmness just now, but in his opinion, Tianjin Fan's decision was definitely a mistake.

The remaining time is used for cultivation, and there is no possibility of any major improvement. It is better to consider the candidates on the list with peace of mind.

"Don't worry, Lord Beerus, do you think that in the style of Lord Quanwang, we will be asked to submit a list of candidates?"

At this moment, Weiss seemed to have seen enough of Beerus' embarrassment, and suddenly smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? You mean to say..."

The anxious expression on Birus' face froze, and he suddenly realized something.

"That's right, Lord Quan Wang didn't request this list.

The contestants of each universe can be completely replaced until the moment before the power conference is held.

So, Mr. Beerus, you don't have to worry about any problems with the players.

If you really find that it is not suitable, you can replace it immediately before the start of the meeting. "

Weiss smiled and said the rules for the contestants in each universe.

After hearing Weiss' explanation, Billus suddenly realized that he had just fallen into a pit dug by Weiss on purpose, and he had worried for so long in vain.

Thinking of his restless appearance just now, Beerus felt a strong sense of embarrassment, which made him feel ashamed at this moment!

"Damn Weiss, you must have done it on purpose.

Since there is such a rule, why not say it earlier, why not say it earlier? "

Depressed and angry, Beerus stomped his feet excitedly, which shocked the entire God of Destruction world.

Excited, he pointed his fingers at the planets he saw.

bang bang bang...

In an instant, the sound of exploding planets could be heard one after another, completely disappearing from the universe one after another.

Seeing that Beerus kept setting off fireworks on those planets to vent his anger, Weiss not only didn't stop him, but clapped his hands in relief.

"Today's Beerus is really hardworking. If things go on like this, it only takes one day to destroy all the planets that need to be destroyed in 100 years, right?
That's good, after all, Master Beerus has accumulated a lot of work during his deep sleep, and there is still a lot of work that has not yet been completed. "

Hearing Weiss' cheers, Beerus' destruction accelerated even more.

The angry Beerus has really transformed into a hardworking god of destruction.

Just as Beerus was working hard, Tianjin Fan had already returned to Earth.

As soon as he returned to Earth, he re-gathered the people who were going to participate in the Power Conference, and then went to the Temple of Heaven together.

Click!

With one punch, the entrance of the Spiritual Time House was directly cut open by Tianjin Fan.

Including Wutian, a total of eleven people directly ignored the rule that only two people can enter the Spiritual Time Room at a time, and all entered it.

Rules, that's just something for the weak.

With the current strength of Tianjin Fan and the others, the stipulation that if you enter two people at once, you can only stay for two days in a lifetime, is already in vain.

But in this spiritual time room, the three days that Beerus thought would have no effect at all will directly become nearly three years of training time.

Three years is enough for Tianjin Fan to train the immature Uub into a qualified martial artist, and enough for Klin and Yamcha who are already qualified to go to the next level.

Similarly, it is enough for his Wukong and others to go one step further in their pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts!
Of course, before allowing Uub to enter the spiritual time room to practice with peace of mind, Tianjin Fan immediately redeemed his previous promise.

With Tianjin Fan's current strength and wealth, it is really a piece of cake to help Uub's small tribe change its appearance.

"About the specific rules of the Tournament of Power, I have asked Weiss carefully when I came back.

To put it simply, the Tournament of Power is similar to the No. [-] Dao Tournament in the World that we have participated in before.

The important points are that you will be eliminated if you kill your opponent, you will be eliminated if you fall out of the ring, and you will be eliminated if you lose the ability to continue fighting.

As for the difference from the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Tournament, it is that the arena is bigger, the opponents are stronger, and the battle is more intense!
You don't have to think about the extras, seize the remaining two years and let our strength rise to a higher level. This is the key to victory.

Everyone, do you have confidence? "

While explaining the rules of the Power Tournament to Wukong and others, Tianjin Fan mobilized them, making their already high morale even higher.

Not only that, in order to make the cultivation in the spiritual time room more effective.

Tianjin Fan also used absolute power to transform the ground in the Spiritual Time House, creating simulated arenas one after another.

While everyone is cultivating individually, they can also go to the arena to compete with each other and adapt to the rules of the arena battle, so as to avoid disadvantages caused by not adapting to the rules in the power conference.

Of course, in the past two years, Tianjin Fan will not just let everyone completely immerse themselves in boring cultivation.

Although he would not let everyone leave the spiritual time room until the special training was completed, he still brought a lot of things in.

For example, a variety of delicious dishes with rich and full portions.

Another example is video games, novel books, and even beauty portraits for entertainment and relaxation after practicing.

In this kind of high-intensity mental attack and continuous practice that took into account the principle of combining work and rest, the strength of Tianjin Fan and others improved extremely fast.

In the spiritual time room, two years have passed, and to the outside world, two days have passed.

For the rest of the day, Tianjin Fan did not continue to arrange for everyone to practice.

In the last bit of time, he stayed to let everyone get used to the feeling of being in the outside world again, so as not to cause side effects on their performance at the power conference.

"It's been two years, time flies so fast, I don't know if Mom and Dad miss me very much."

Uub walked out of the spiritual time room where Tianjin Fan once again opened a gap in space, feeling a lot of emotion.

The two years of high-intensity training not only allowed his strength to advance by leaps and bounds, but also made his height [-] to [-] centimeters higher than that of two years ago.

Judging from the appearance alone, Uub, who is only seven or eight years old at the moment, has already exceeded 1.6 meters, which is much higher than some adults.

And Wutian, who entered it like him, also grew a lot taller while improving his strength.

As for Gohan, who was already over 1.6 meters, after these two years of training, he has directly surpassed 1.8 meters, and has completely entered the state of a mature Saiyan.

And his strength, while growing up, has been further explored and improved, and he has embarked on a mysterious path that is different from Wukong and belongs to him.

"What two years, it's only been two days outside.

People in your parents' tribe shouldn't miss you so soon, right? "

Goten heard Uub's emotion, and couldn't help but remind him that the time outside is different from the time inside.

"Haha, I forgot if you didn't tell me, it's only been two days outside, it's really amazing.

But you don't know, even if I only leave for a day, Mom and Dad will definitely miss me!
Well, I'll go back to the tribe to see everyone, and I'll come back when I'm going to the conference.

Goodbye, Wutian, goodbye Mr. Tianjin Fan, Mr. Wukong, and everyone! "

As he spoke, Uub raised his hand to his forehead and disappeared in an instant. It was obvious that he had already teleported back to the tribe in an instant.

Such a convenient skill, Tianjin Fan will not hide it in the past two years. Naturally, he taught it to Uub and Goten.

And with Uub's departure, everyone dispersed temporarily.

Kelin went back to meet Ma Lun, who has now become his wife, and the Wukong family went back to Baozi Mountain to meet Qiqi.

Yamcha returns to the city to relive his playboy life.

Including Tianjin Fan, they returned to Baozi Mountain with NO.18 and Trunks not long after to see Bulma, Lan Qi and others on the mountain.

For a moment, only Piccolo was the only one who walked out of the spiritual time room.

"How about this battle, are you sure?"

The god looked at Piccolo and asked with some seriousness.

Although under the arrangement of Tianjin Fan, they are very sufficient in the face of the Power Conference.

Others didn't feel the slightest pressure other than cultivation due to the approaching power conference.

And cultivation is something that everyone is used to, and it is not a pressure.

But Piccolo is different. His calm mind allows him to think independently from the overall perspective while preparing for the battle according to Tianjin Fan's arrangement.

Unlike everyone else, he was able to jump out of the illusion of peaceful cultivation that Tianjin Fan can arrange, and consider the importance of the power conference.

Although there are no clear enemies as in the past, this power conference is also a major crisis concerning the entire universe!

It's not as simple and ordinary as Tianjin Fan wants to make everyone feel.

As for this, Piccolo can see it, and of course the gods who are more wise than Piccolo can also see it.

Because of the upgrading of the earth, the gods at this time have completely got rid of their old aging appearance and returned to the appearance of a Namekian in his prime.

The gods standing in front of Piccolo, except for the different clothes, can no longer tell any difference from the outside.

"What do you mean?"

Piccolo looked at the god, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

In fact, he understood what the gods wanted, but he was unwilling to accept it.

"If you're not sure, we can..."

"Humph!

You'd better be your own god, I haven't fallen to the point where I have to rely on your strength to step on the stage!

Since it has been divided into two at the beginning, then cherish the life that belongs to you.

You're a god, and I'm Piccolo.

Unique Piccolo! "

Saying that, Piccolo pulled his cloak, turned and walked away.

The large white cloak made a hunting sound as it swayed, and then disappeared from the temple of the god, leaving only a lonely figure in the mind of the god.

But even so, he still had a premonition in his heart.

No matter how persistent the split soul and body are, there will still be a day when they will be restored to their integrity.

He could feel that this day might not be far away from him.

"Okay, then I will cherish the last period of my life."

The god murmured, smiled and turned to leave.

He knew it was time to say goodbye to Bobo...

(End of this chapter)