"Being an angel has nothing to do with age, doesn't it?" Klin retorted.

"That won't work either!" Son Gohan was furious.

Uncle Klin is so shameless, letting my sister take him to do that kind of thing!

"We can only wait until Belsay comes back." Master Roshi looked up at the sky and sighed, "The past years are always so fresh in our memories."

"Grandpa Master Roshi, could you please stop talking nonsense in front of my sister!" Son Gohan was really angry.

“I know, I know.” Master Roshi said no more.

Ruoyao was smiling at the side, but she wasn't angry at all.

As an angel, I know a lot of things.

Ruoyao also had some understanding of what Master Roshi and Krillin said.

"By the way, Gohan, Ruoyao, what are you doing here?" Krillin asked.

Son Gohan immediately told the story about the World Martial Arts Tournament.

"Goku and Vegeta, Ruoyao and Gohan are all participating. I don't want to participate... There is no hope of winning if I go." Krillin shook his head.

"You should participate. The top 5 will get prize money." Son Gohan said with a smile.

"How much is the prize money?" asked Master Roshi.

"The champion gets 1000 million, the runner-up gets 500 million, the third place gets 300 million, the fourth place gets 200 million, and the fifth place gets 100 million." Son Gohan explained one by one.

"Krillin, join me!" Master Kame ordered, "You've been eating and drinking at my place for years, it's time for you to earn some money for me."

"Okay...ok." Krillin nodded.

"I want to join, too." Master Roshi scratched his head.

Sun Wufan: "..."

How old are you and why are you still participating in competitions?

"Gohan, Ruoyao, please don't tell Lord Piccolo, otherwise my chances of entering the top five will be even less." Krillin said to Son Gohan and Ruoyao.

"That won't do." Son Gohan refused decisively, "That's my Uncle Piccolo."

Klin: "..."

"Ruoyao, let's go and find Uncle Piccolo." Son Gohan suggested.

"Okay." Ruoyao nodded.

The two immediately took off into the air and said goodbye to Krillin, Master Roshi and the turtles.

Sea turtle: “…”

I haven't said a word yet, at least let me make my presence felt.

The two quickly appeared in the area where Piccolo was training.

It is worth mentioning that in this time and space, the gods and Piccolo did not assimilate.

The gods still live in the temple.

The place where Piccolo lives is somewhat similar to the environment of Namek.

"The World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament? Sure, that's very interesting, I'll participate." Piccolo nodded in agreement and asked Ruoyao, "Is your father not back yet?"

"No, Uncle Piccolo." Ruoyao shook her head, "Maybe he was delayed by something important in another time and space."

"What could possibly delay this for seven years..." Piccolo said in a deep voice.

"I'm not sure about that. It's beyond my control." Ruoyao said with a smile.

Piccolo took a deep breath and said nothing more.

“But speaking of which, Uncle Piccolo, if you could assimilate with the gods, your strength would be greatly enhanced.” Ruoyao said to Piccolo with a smile.

"Unless it's absolutely necessary, I won't assimilate with that old guy!" Piccolo answered stubbornly.

Son Gohan didn't respond, he just stood there scratching his head with a silly smile.

Afterwards, Son Gohan and Ruoyao chatted with Piccolo for a while.

"Gohan, how have you been training these years?" Piccolo suddenly looked at Son Gohan and asked, "Have you surpassed Super Saiyan?"

"This... should be more than that." Son Gohan chuckled.

"Show me your true strength." Piccolo stared at Son Gohan with a serious expression.

"Hey? Are you here?" Son Gohan was slightly stunned and looked around.

"What are you worried about? Are you worried about being discovered?" Piccolo wiped the sweat off his face.

"I want to show my powerful strength at the World Martial Arts Tournament and surprise my father!" Son Gohan laughed even more happily, "If I show it to Uncle Piccolo now, my powerful energy will definitely be sensed by my father or Uncle Vegeta immediately."

"Ruoyao, find a way to block his aura, can you do it?" Piccolo asked Ruoyao.

"Okay, okay." Ruoyao did not object. She tapped the scepter in her hand lightly on the ground and said, "Okay, brother, that's enough."

"So... what does Uncle Piccolo want to see?" Son Gohan asked, "See me surpass Super Saiyan?"

"That's right." Piccolo nodded.

"Okay then, next I'll let Uncle Piccolo see my true strength!" Son Gohan grinned and his expression suddenly became serious.

Immediately afterwards, powerful energy suddenly surged from Son Gohan's body, golden light bloomed, and a vast aura rushed out.

“Swish…swish!”

When I looked again, I saw lightning appearing on Son Gohan's body, and he had already activated Super Saiyan 2.

In addition, Son Gohan's hair stood up even more, leaving only a small tuft hanging on his forehead.

"Uncle Piccolo, what do you think?" Son Gohan's body made crackling sounds and his smile became even brighter.

Piccolo's pupils shrank sharply, his expression changed again and again, and he was completely stunned for a moment.

"Hehe, it seems that Uncle Piccolo is very surprised." Son Gohan smiled proudly.

"You...what kind of change is this? You're even stronger than when your father surpassed the Super Saiyan!" Piccolo said in a deep voice.

"My transformation is beyond the Super Saiyan, and it should be much more advanced than the Super Saiyan." Son Gohan explained, "These are all trained by Ruoyao. If it weren't for Ruoyao, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to reach my current level."

Piccolo looked at Ruoyao deeply.

He is worthy of being a true god. He is truly amazing. He actually helped Gohan improve his strength to this level.

"Ruoyao, besides assimilating with the gods, is there any other way to improve my strength?" Piccolo asked.

"Assimilating with the gods is the best way at the moment. Only in this way can Uncle Piccolo's strength be improved." Ruoyao analyzed it briefly and told Piccolo the truth, "Assimilation is the first step. Then we need to practice hard to reach higher levels."

"Got it." Piccolo nodded vigorously.

The golden light on Son Gohan's body dissipated, and he returned to normal, and exhaled.

"It looks like Gohan should be able to easily take first place in this World Martial Arts Tournament." Piccolo sighed.

"You can't say that. Don't we still have Ruoyao?" Son Gohan smiled and pointed at the graceful Ruoyao.

Piccolo nodded again, thinking that if nothing unexpected happened, Ruoyao should get first place.

Who can be a match for this angel?
Son Gohan chatted with Piccolo for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, he took Ruoyao away.

On the way back. "Where do Tien Shinhan and Jiaozi live?" Son Gohan turned his head and looked at Ruoyao and asked himself.

"Should we notify them?" Ruoyao asked.

"Tell me about it." Son Gohan suggested.

"Just notify them directly. It's too late. I won't go over." Ruoyao responded.

"Okay." Son Gohan didn't object.

Ruoyao contacted Tien Shinhan directly through the crystal ball on the angel's scepter.

"Who are you?" Tien Shinhan was shocked. "Why are you talking in my head?"

"I am Ruoyao, the daughter of Belsay." Ruoyao replied.

"I remember now!" Tien Shinhan breathed a sigh of relief and said thoughtfully, "The World's No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament? Are Goku and the others participating?"

"Yes, do you want to join, Uncle Tien Shinhan?" Ruoyao asked.

"I won't participate. To be honest, with my level, it would just be embarrassing if I went." Tien Shinhan refused decisively.

"Uncle Jiaozi isn't going to participate either?" Ruoyao asked again.

"He's not going either." Tien Shinhan replied.

"Okay then, if you have time you can go watch the game." Ruoyao said with a smile.

"I'll definitely go when I have time." Tien Shinhan nodded.

After the call ended, Ruoyao found that Son Gohan was standing there with a distressed look on his face.

"What's wrong, brother? Why do you look so depressed?" Ruoyao asked.

"I was wondering if my mother would let me participate in the competition. If I really want to win the championship, I also want to practice well. Otherwise, my body is really a little stiff, and I am not very agile when I move." Son Gohan sighed slightly.

"No problem, brother. You just need to tell him that you can make a lot of money at the No. 1 Martial Arts Conference in the World. That shouldn't be a problem." Ruoyao said with a smile.

"But our family is not short of money." Son Gohan was distressed, "Last time, uncle gave us a lot of things, and we haven't used them up yet."

"No, if we take these things away, my aunt will worry about money." Ruoyao thought about it and suggested.

"And then let's talk about the money you can make from the World Martial Arts Tournament?" Son Gohan's eyes lit up.

"Yes, let's do it this way!" Ruoyao nodded.

After the two returned home, Ruoyao tapped the ground lightly with the scepter in her hand, and directly transferred all the money in the house away.

"Mom, I have to pay for textbooks tomorrow, and I don't have any money." Son Gohan said to Chi-Chi.

"Okay." Qiqi did not object and went to transfer money to the bank card. Then she made the tragic discovery that all the money in the house was missing.

Kiki wanted to call the police immediately and ask them to investigate where the money went.

However, when Chi-Chi glanced at her, she found that Son Gohan and Ruoyao were laughing there.

Qiqi is not stupid. Who else could have made the family's money disappear without anyone noticing except Ruoyao, the real god?

"Ruoyao, you did this, right?" Qiqi asked with her hands on her hips.

"Oh my, I was found out so quickly." Ruoyao laughed, "Sorry, I'll return the money right away."

As she spoke, Ruoyao tapped the scepter in her hand lightly on the ground again.

"Okay, aunt." Ruoyao responded.

Qiqi checked her bank card and found that the money was back. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ruoyao and Son Wuhan and asked, "What do you two want to do? Can't you discuss it properly?"

"Aunt, here's what's happening. The No. 1000 Martial Arts Tournament will be held in a month. Uncle Wukong will also participate, and my brother also wants to participate. There's a million yuan prize for the first place winner, and our family isn't short of money, right? So I'll take the money away first, and then when my brother brings up the idea of ​​participating in the No. Martial Arts Tournament, I don't think you'll refuse." Ruoyao told the truth.

"Just for this matter? If you want to attend, then attend." Qiqi said nonchalantly, "Don't beat around the bush in the future. If you have anything to say, just talk to me."

"But Mom, this means I can't go to school for a while. I have to train." Son Gohan scratched his head.

"Then I won't go for now. I'll make up for the homework later." Qiqi agreed readily.

"Really? That's great!" Son Gohan nodded excitedly.

At night, Son Gohan and Ruoyao returned to their own rooms.

Son Gohan lay on the bed and quickly fell asleep.

Ruoyao was playing games on her phone and had no intention of sleeping.

For an angel, there is no need to sleep at night.

The bed is really just a decoration.

"Why hasn't Dad come back yet?" Ruoyao looked up at the vast starry sky and sighed slightly.

Seven years have passed and there has been no news from my father.

My mother doesn't come to see me either.

As an angel, I'm afraid that sometimes I won't see my mother for a long time, right?

My mother told me that she once saw her grandfather again after millions of years.

Millions of years!

This amount of time... No one on Earth has been born for such a long time, right?
Being an angel, time is really long.

Ruoyao was playing games, her thoughts drifting away, and had already flown beyond the clouds in the sky.

……

The next day, Ruoyao and Son Wufan came to Baozi Mountain.

"First, I'll turn into a Super Saiyan, and then you, Ruoyao, attack me." Son Gohan suggested, "But you have to be slow... I can't dodge."

"I know, brother, you can also attack me." Ruoyao said with a smile.

"I can't possibly hit you!" Son Gohan shook his head, "Even if I become that Lightning Super Saiyan, I still can't hit you!"

"Why not give the Flash Super Saiyan a new name? How about Super Saiyan 2?" Ruoyao thought for a moment and said to Son Gohan.

"Super Saiyan 2?" Son Gohan was stunned. "Why is it named like this? Is there a Super Saiyan 3 next?"

"I don't know whether there is or not, but I think there should be." Ruoyao smiled slightly.

"Whatever, it's just a name anyway." Son Gohan didn't object.

Immediately afterwards, Son Gohan immediately took a defensive stance.

Ruoyao waved the scepter in her hand and rushed towards Son Gohan.

However, Ruoyao controlled the speed just right, allowing Son Gohan to dodge instead of being hit by the attack.

Of course, with Ruoyao's speed, it is too easy to hit Son Gohan.

Son Gohan dodged for a moment and felt his body becoming smoother and smoother.

"Not bad, brother. Your body has recovered to 10% of its peak condition." Ruoyao took back the scepter and said to Son Gohan with a smile.

"Only 10%?" Son Gohan wiped his sweat quietly, "Is that all?"

"It's only been two hours of training." Ruoyao said with a smile, "Recovering 10% in two hours is already pretty good." (End of this chapter)