AI Model: gemini-2.5-flashChapter 253: Met a tough guy!
"Aren't you being a bit overconfident?"
"Hmph!"
King Piccolo calmly said, "No, he's enough."
...One day later,
This demon passed by a place called Konoha Village Number Two and found that the people inside all had some strength, with abundant vitality.
With a thought, he descended, intending to capture a few people to eat and satisfy his cravings.
"Hey, what demon dares to seek death!"
Might Guy stepped out, opening a Gate with each step, directly activating the Seven Gates.
This Eight Gates, developed by Might Guy in conjunction with Martial Arts, had long since reached new heights.
Now was the time to display his strength.
Boom!
Terrifying flames shot up into the sky, and astonishing waves of energy rolled, forming an aura around Might Guy.
The demon was shocked.
Oh my goodness, there's actually such a terrifying person in this world, his strength is almost on par with mine.
"Die!"
Might Guy roared and charged straight at the demon.
"Overestimating yourself!"
The demon hadn't yet realized the seriousness of the situation and instantly engaged in battle with Might Guy.
Once they started fighting, he felt something was off. It was one thing for this guy to be equally strong, but why did he have all sorts of strange abilities?
There were also things like clones, and he could even simulate their aura, which was too misleading.
Rip!
Not long after, Might Guy was covered in blood, exuding the aura of a strong individual.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, he directly tore the demon in half... King Piccolo: "..."
Sitting on his throne, he stood up in shock, "How is that possible?"
"What's wrong?"
Dr. Gero looked over, puzzled. What was all the fuss about?
"The demon is dead!"
"Reached Mount Paozu? That fast?"
Dr. Gero wasn't surprised by the demon's death.
What surprised him was how fast this demon was. How long had it been, and it had already reached Mount Paozu?
"No, not that fast."
King Piccolo shook his head, his face grim, and said, "According to the demon's speed, it should be in this range right now."
King Piccolo marked an area: "Roughly in this place. I haven't been to this area. Are there any powerful Martial Artists here?"
"I'm not really sure about that."
Dr. Gero raised his hand: "Wait a moment, I'll go ask."
As an outstanding researcher, Dr. Gero had a wide network of connections.
Especially with the Red Ribbon Army.
Soon, he dialed the Red Ribbon Army's internal phone number.
"Hello?"
"Doctor, why do you have time to call? Is something wrong?"
"Yes, I wanted to ask if there are any powerful Martial Artists in this area."
"Oh, you mean here. There weren't before, but recently someone set up Konoha Village Number Two. There's a Might Guy and a Lee in there, their strength should be good."
"They specialize in studying Martial Arts and are very diligent."
"Konoha Village Number Two?"
Dr. Gero's voice suddenly became sharp: "Are you sure?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
Dr. Gero fell silent.
Is there a problem?
A big problem.
The place where he had previously wanted to research Ninjutsu was called Konoha Village, and now there was also a Konoha Ninja Village Number Two.
To say there was no connection between them, not even a ghost would believe it.
"You know?"
King Piccolo looked over coldly: "Are they strong?"
"I'm not sure about the specifics, but I know they should have some connection to Mount Paozu."
"Oh, really?"
King Piccolo took a deep breath, then spat out another egg: "This time, bypass this place and head straight for Mount Paozu."
Dr. Gero nodded at this.
Indeed,
Going straight to the source to solve the problem makes everything easier.
After half a day, King Piccolo's face was livid, and he roared loudly: "What is it this time?"
Speechless!
Old Piccolo was roaring frantically inside.
Seriously,
This time, he died on the way again.
Dr. Gero: "..."
Pilaf: "..."
Why does King Piccolo seem a bit miserable?
"Cough, this time I don't need to make a call, I already know why."
King Piccolo looked in the direction of Dr. Gero's finger.
It was a television set.
"Now for a news report."
Inside the TV, a beautiful woman in a formal suit said with a serious expression: 'In a place called Guyan Village, King Piccolo's subordinate demon was intercepted by a person named Kakashi Hatake while passing through.'
"A fierce battle ensued between the two."
"Please watch the footage."
The next moment,
The battle footage was played.
The voice of the female anchor slowly came: 'Due to their speed, the camera could not capture their movements.'
"But from this battle, it can be seen that we humans also have Martial Artists who are not inferior to King Piccolo."
"Let us pray that this Martial Artist named Kakashi Hatake can defeat King Piccolo and restore peace to the world."
"Do you know him?"
King Piccolo took a deep breath: "What methods is he using?"
"Ninja!"
Dr. Gero looked at the TV with shining eyes, exclaiming internally, 'Good heavens!'
Is this the true strength of a Ninja?
What's with that giant person, and that fluctuation, it's space.
This person named Kakashi Hatake actually possesses spatial abilities.
How exaggerated, how much I want it.
Dr. Gero drooled as he watched. This must be a very good research subject.
If he could study time, perhaps he could even create a time machine himself.
"Ninja?"
"Interesting. I'll go capture him and have him teach me Ninjutsu, to see if I can learn it."
He could see that if he had strength and some practical Ninjutsu techniques, his combat power could be further enhanced.
King Piccolo soared into the sky... "Shikamaru, who is this?"
The King must have received the news immediately. Looking at this young man, the King was shocked, then excited.
He grabbed Shikamaru's hand and shouted excitedly, "Who is he? You must find out for me! I can give money, give beautiful women, as long as it's not too much, I can give anything."
"My request isn't high, just have him defeat that bastard King Piccolo."
The King was already speaking incoherently.
Heaven knew how much pressure he had been under these past few days.
"Kakashi is already so powerful, it seems this world is indeed very suitable for cultivation."
He felt his own power.
Shikamaru shook his head.
He had put all his energy into his family's Ninjutsu, the control-type.
Naturally, he couldn't compare in combat power, but he wasn't bad in other areas.
His emotions unperturbed, Shikamaru nodded upon hearing this: "Okay, I'll contact him right away."
"Thank you for your hard work."
The King patted Shikamaru's shoulder and sighed: "This damned world, this damned King Piccolo."
"Don't worry, I will definitely invite him over."
Shikamaru smirked.
Apologies,
There's also a saying: it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send one away~~~