Dragon Ball Super: The Lazy Master Gets Double Rewards for Taking on Apprentices

After realizing what was happening, Bick couldn't help but ask.

The others watched with wide eyes, desperately hoping that Lin Fan was just joking.

however.

Lin Fan reiterated, "I'm not joking with you. The Omni-King, the one who stands at the pinnacle of the twelve universes, has held a Tournament of Power. The losing side will be destroyed by him!"

"Moreover, for him, he could destroy any universe with the mere flick of his wrist!"

"Once upon a time, there were eighteen universes. Because the Omni-King was unhappy, he destroyed six of them!"

Everyone felt a sudden boom in their heads, and their bodies went stiff and numb.

Six universes were destroyed simply because they were unhappy—that's terrifying!

Just who is this Omni-King, and how can he be so terrifying?

This idea arose in everyone's mind.

Even in their minds, the image of the Omni-King was that of an extremely evil and burly man.

Bulma went even further, asking directly, "Mr. Lin Fan, doesn't this Omni-King look rather evil? So menacing!"

The others nodded in agreement.

Lin Fan smiled but didn't say anything; he would know when he saw it for himself.

After hearing Master Lin Fan's words again, Bick was completely certain that this was not a joke, but the truth.

He calmly asked, "Master Lin Fan, when is this Power Tournament? And how many people are needed to participate?"

"We need ten people to participate in a month. We currently have Goku, Vegeta, and Broly. We're still short seven more!"

“Seven people!” Bick nodded slightly.

His eyes gleamed with excitement. Although he wasn't a belligerent person, he still really wanted to participate in these competitions, especially since his own strength had improved.

Then I'd like to participate even more.

However, since Master Lin Fan hadn't asked him to participate, he didn't feel comfortable asking either, because his master would have made arrangements.

Son Gohan couldn't help but ask, "Isn't Master Lin Fan participating?"

This question instantly drew everyone's attention back to Lin Fan. As long as Lin Fan participated, they were no longer worried about the destruction of Universe Seven.

Lin Fan couldn't help but smile: "I'm not participating!"

I couldn't help but ask myself, "Me? How can I participate? Most of the people here are my apprentices. Where is the fairness in this?"

Moreover, if you face the competitors with your own strength, wouldn't it be an easy victory?

Bick and the others also felt that Lin Fan was unlikely to participate.

But something felt off: "Master Lin Fan, aren't you from the Seventh Universe? Why can't you participate?"

“Strictly speaking, I am not from Universe 7, nor do I belong to any universe, so I will not represent any universe in the competition.”

"Understood!"

Everyone nodded slightly.

Lin Fan then looked at Piccolo and said, "Piccolo, Krillin, Tien Shinhan, and Gohan!"

"All four of you will participate together this time!"

The four of them immediately nodded: "Yes!"

Yamcha was a little disappointed that Master Lin Fan hadn't called her name.

Lin Fan naturally noticed Yamu Tea.

To be honest, although Yamcha has become his apprentice, his strength is still too weak. With his current strength, he can be considered quite good in Universe 7.

They're considered top-tier, but in a power tournament, they're simply not good enough.

Yamcha's rapid progress was entirely due to his blessing, and most of the participants in the Tournament of Power were his students, who also received his blessing.

So strictly speaking, Yamcha has made no progress compared to them.

"Yamucha!"

Yamcha was delighted to hear Master Lin Fan address her by her name and her interest was piqued.

"Yamcha, you won't be participating this time. There will be many more opportunities in the future, since the spots are full this time!"

Yamcha was instantly dejected. He nodded slightly without saying a word, a strange glint in his eyes.

Krillin asked in confusion, "Master Lin Fan, including Goku and the others, isn't that only seven people? There are still three spots available!"

"I have someone in mind!"

As Lin Fan spoke, he turned his gaze to Number 18, who had remained silent, and asked, "Number 18, are you willing to participate in this year's Power Tournament?"

Number 18 and everyone else present were momentarily stunned; they had actually been asked that question.

My current fighting ability is not as strong as Yamcha's.

Yamcha was also extremely resentful. He was already better than No. 18, so why wasn't he allowed to participate? Instead, he was asking No. 18!

Am I destined to be a nobody for life? My wife ran off with someone else, and I've been stuck in a rut my whole life. I thought that by becoming an apprentice, I could turn my life around, but why haven't I turned my life around yet?

Still nothing. It's so unfair! So unfair!

Thinking of these things, a shadow crossed Yamcha's eyes.

Lin Fan chose to participate in the competition because No. 18 is an artificial human, although No. 18's combat power is lower than Yamcha's.

However, if Number 18 becomes his disciple, he will improve her strength and then put her into the Super Psychic Time Chamber for training. Her combat power will naturally reach the top of the group.

I hesitated for a moment on the 18th.

Lin Fan said calmly:

"Number 18, you don't want Krillin to keep getting beaten up at the convention, do you?"

Klin looked embarrassed. Was he really that bad?

Number 18, naturally not wanting her husband to be bullied, immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll participate, but with my current strength, it's simply not enough!"

"May I become your disciple?"

"can!"

Chapter 147 Clone Withdrawal

"can!"

When Lin Fan considered having No. 18 participate in the competition, he had already thought about having No. 18 become his apprentice.

If he didn't want to become an apprentice at number 18, he wouldn't have chosen number 18 at all. Even if the other person agreed to participate, he would have disqualified them.

Without a master, No. 18's strength is simply not good enough. Most importantly, Lin Fan hopes that everyone participating this time will be his apprentice.

In this way, one's basic combat strength will be greatly improved.

"Master!"

Number 18 lowered his head slightly and said seriously.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for accepting Android 18 as an apprentice. You have gained combat power: 150 Rang, Dragon Ball Creation Method, All Things Creation Method, and Energy Gathering."

"Current base combat strength of the host: 1250!"

"Gain 150 Rang combat power at once, and all disciples will receive a blessing that increases their combat power by 30."

For an instant.

Number 18 felt her combat power had increased countless times. In her mind, she knew that this was a blessing from Master Lin Fan.

He said gratefully, "Thank you very much, Master Lin Fan!"

The other disciples also hurriedly expressed their gratitude: "Thank you, Master Lin Fan!"

"No need to thank me, this is a gift to you. Cultivate well, and I will naturally bestow blessings upon you in the future!"

"Remember, although I will bestow blessings upon you, you must still cultivate diligently, otherwise I will cancel your blessings!"

"Yes!"

Everyone quickly nodded in agreement.

Lin Fan looked at Number 18 and said, "Come up here, I have some things for you!"

"Yes!"

Number 18 respectfully stepped forward.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Fan produced a cluster of cells and injected them directly into Number 18's body.

Then, with the other hand, a copy of the memory was made in the consciousness and implanted into Number 18's consciousness.

"I have given you two treasures: Super Cell Regeneration, Myriad Severing Technique, and Imprisonment Technique."

I experienced it on the 18th, and both the Ten Thousand Severing Slash and the Imprisonment Technique were terrifying. The Imprisonment Technique, in particular, was an excellent auxiliary technique.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Those I have chosen, go back and prepare well. It won't be long before I take you to the Realm of the Gods of Destruction, where you will enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber for training!"

"Strive for victory at the next conference!"

Lin Fan explained.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Whoosh—!"

Lin Fan transformed into a streak of light.

He disappeared from everyone's sight and arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple. With a wave of his hand, a chair appeared.

Lying on the chair.

His consciousness focused.

Summon Number 17, who is far away on the island.

While accompanying the animals, Number 17 heard Master Lin Fan's call and immediately flew to the Taoist temple without any hesitation.