Chapter 257: Excited Orochimaru
Boom!
The battle began!
Kakashi and Might Guy didn't have any one-on-one Martial Artist spirit.
They were Ninjas.
Missions came first.
The mission Uzumaki Naruto gave them was to stall King Piccolo, and incidentally, highlight King Piccolo's strength and terror.
And that's what they did.
They couldn't defeat Piccolo, but with the help of their exquisite Ninjutsu, they were like fish in water and could entangle Piccolo for a while.
During this time, the cameras faithfully carried out their mission.
A commotion!
The world trembled.
All the ordinary people who witnessed this battle were shocked into silence.
Before, when they saw the world-destroying scenes, they thought it was a demolition operation.
Now, looking at it, it was no demolition.
It was clearly cultivation.
At the same time, it plunged them into deep despair.
Because they realized that although the experts invited by the King were powerful, they were still no match for this King Piccolo.
Defeat was only a matter of time.
Despair spread.
The King slammed his fist onto the table with a bang, also falling into despair.
Taking a deep breath, the King gave a bitter smile: "Shikamaru, connect me to the TV station."
Shikamaru was surprised: "Are you...?"
"To repent."
The King sighed, "Although I, as King, am only a semi-puppet with little power, I have tried my best up to now."
"Let it be. This world is ultimately going to fall under King Piccolo's rule."
"Perhaps, when he rules this world, he will become gentler."
The King looked at Shikamaru, shaking his head: "I highly recognize your talent, but unfortunately, you no longer have a stage to develop it."
"Not necessarily!"
Shikamaru suddenly looked up at the King, then pointed at the TV: "Look, someone is coming."
The King followed his gaze, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw a figure standing silently in the air on the TV screen.
Yes, that's right.
In the King's eyes, he was just standing in the air, motionless.
The only things moving were probably his fluttering clothes and his golden hair blown by the wind.
"Who is he?"
The King was astonished: "He can fly just like King Piccolo."
"Uzumaki Naruto is about to make his move."
Kami leaned on his staff, standing on Kami's Lookout, overlooking the battlefield below.
Popo looked at Kami with worry.
Receiving Popo's worried gaze, Kami smiled calmly: "Popo, don't be sad."
"We are bound to be separated eventually. Finding the next Kami will be up to you."
Kami said with emotion: "Perhaps Uzumaki Narutocan really defeat King Piccolo."
"Just watch."
Kami said no more.
At this moment, his heart was very complex.
King Piccolo was the separation of his own evil thoughts.
Past causes, present effects.
The day he became Kami, he knew this day would come sooner or later.
Mutaito's Mafuba back then allowed him to linger until now.
Now,
It's time to report to Heaven.
"Cough cough!"
"Naruto, if you don't come soon, we won't be able to hold on."
Kakashi coughed up blood.
Might Guy wasn't much better.
Looking at their disheveled state, Naruto twitched his mouth: "Your progress is still too slow."
Might Guy: "..."
Kakashi: "..."
They wanted to curse.
Even now, they wouldn't be afraid to fight Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.
Do you think everyone is as abnormal as you?
"Who are you?"
Old Piccolo was slightly out of breath.
He was really disheveled by the endless Ninjutsuof these two.
And every now and then, someone would suddenly appear from nowhere and hit him.
It hurt, and he would get injured.
Just when he was confident he could solve the problem, another person appeared.
After a slight sensing, Old Piccolo's expression became serious.
His aura wasn't strong.
This was the most terrifying person.
Someone who could freely hover and fly in the sky would never be weak.
"Emperor of the Ninja World, Uzumaki Naruto!"
Naruto landed, lightly touching down, his feet slightly apart, one hand raised, the other resting on his waist, exerting force.
King Piccolo's expression was grave as he slowly adopted a stance.
Whoosh!
A strong wind stirred.
It kicked up yellow sand, which was swept up by the wind, stirring the nerves of everyone present, and also affecting all the ordinary people watching the TV drama.
There were no words, no taunts.
Naruto's heart was calm, his gaze level.
Suddenly,
Naruto's figure flickered, appearing in front of Old Piccolo in a flash, and he threw a punch.
Old Piccolo's expression darkened, and he met the punch with his own.
Boom!
Naruto didn't care about this, raising his hand to throw another punch.
Rumble!
Naruto and Old Piccolo exchanged countless punches in an instant, their figures flickering, moving incredibly fast.
The two fought with speed against speed.
Even the camera could barely capture their speed.
Kakashi stood by, exclaiming in admiration: "I didn't expect Naruto to become so strong in such a short time."
"Yes."
Might Guy said in a deep voice: "And he hasn't even used Nine-Lama Mode yet."
"The Sage Mode that Naruto developed hasn't been used either."
The two looked at each other, speechless.
Was this even human?
As far as they knew, Naruto hadn't done much, just spent time with Hinata.
Farming, strolling, fishing, etc., their shadows were all over Mount Paozu.
Yet, Naruto was the most promising, his strength increasing again.
Now, he could definitely easily destroy the moon.
"Go on a pilgrimage!"
"We must go on a pilgrimage!"
Having witnessed the scenery of another world, how could Kakashi and the others be content with the mundane?
Boom!
The two suddenly separated.
Old Piccolo looked at his hand with a livid face.
His palm was broken.
Just in the recent clash, Naruto had taken the opportunity to grab his palm and directly ripped it off.
"Oh, without a palm, your strength has decreased significantly."
"I thought you would be a decent opponent, but now it seems, what a pity!"
Naruto shook his head, making a gesture as if to end the battle.
King Piccolo's face instantly turned livid, and he roared at Naruto: "Are you insulting me?"
"It's the truth."
"Hehehe, hahaha!"
"You underestimate me too much."
Old Piccolo was furious, letting out a roar, and another hand directly extended from the broken part of his palm.
Old Piccolo's aura decreased.
Kakashi and the others were shocked, their eyeballs almost popping out: 'What kind of ability is this, to be able to regenerate limbs?'
Naruto's mouth curved into a smile.
Kurama slapped his forehead: "Alright, this King Piccolo was also part of your plan."
"So, can you tell me what you're planning?"
Naruto smiled without speaking.
"Oh my god, oh my god, Tsunade, did you see that?"
Inside the research institute on Mount Paozu, Orochimaru's eyes lit up as he watched this scene.
His previously somewhat languid gaze vanished completely, becoming sharp and Bright eyes.
Tsunade: "???"
"I saw it, I saw it, stop shaking, I'm dizzy."
"Limb regeneration, can that lead to immortality?"
"No, I'm going to the site right now. I remember Naruto has an airplane."
Orochimaru couldn't sit still.
This was excellent research material...