Dragon Ball: Special Sanctions Bells

Bulma's worries became superfluous. On the Dragon Ball Radar, the six dragon balls gathered together had not moved for several days.

The holiday is over, and the martial arts hall has cooled down. More than half of the students are students. When they return to the campus, they only come to practice on Saturdays and Sundays. Some even retreat and simply stop coming.

In the rooms of King Quan and Bulma, and in the basement, there are some high-tech equipment that King Quan can't name.

"Bulma, are you really planning to stop going to school?" Wang Quan watched as Bulma kept typing on the keyboard, and the numbers on the display flowed like a waterfall.

"I've already learned everything in school, and it's too boring to be with those immature children. I found that studying Chinese martial arts is really interesting!" While speaking, Bulma hit the enter key.

A three-dimensional picture appears on the display.

It was a picture of a tiger walking, lifelike, without the slightest stiffness.

As Bulma reached out and continued typing on the keyboard, the tiger's fur disappeared, followed by muscles, and finally only a skeleton remained, and then she began to enlarge the graphics on the monitor, leaving only a squirming spine on the entire screen.

At the same time, various formulas and values ​​that King Quan could not understand appeared on the screen.

Bulma smiled triumphantly.

"How about it, didn't you say that the Chinese martial arts will be practiced to the spine next time, are you satisfied with my gift?"

"I'm so satisfied!" Wang Quan hugged Bulma up and turned around twice.

"Hehehe, the martial art is really amazing. The fact that living organisms can exert such power really breaks the scientific understanding." Bulma also said happily.

"Yes, Chinese martial arts is really miraculous. Being able to control the spine is just a step into the door of Chinese martial arts. There are even more amazing things waiting for us!"

"I will always be with you to witness the magic of Chinese martial arts!" Bulma smiled softly.

"It's good to have you!" Wang Quan lowered his head slightly, and Bulma raised his head to greet him.

"Quan, you go out first, I will succeed soon, and I will give you a surprise tonight." Bulma panted heavily, reluctantly leaving King Quan's embrace.

"Okay, Bulma, take a rest if you're tired, don't worry!" Wang Quan raised his hand to stroke her blue hair.

"I see, you go out!" The Bulma Kings rolled out of the basement, closed the door, turned on the 3D printer, and began to make equipment.

Wang Quan came out of the basement, left the room, and came to the brand new training ground.

A few students were practicing hard "humming, hahaha". Satan was walking around in the field, correcting the students' movements from time to time.

The students didn't learn Chinese martial arts, they still learned the kung fu taught in the previous boxing gym.

Sister Lan Fang left the martial art hall a few days ago. When she could control the qi in her body proficiently, she couldn't wait to leave, saying that she wanted to get her sister Lan Qi back.

Speaking of which, there were real things in the former boxing gym.

Especially spiritual practice.

It's a pity that you must cooperate with Qi to play a role.

Before you practice venting your qi, the method of controlling your mental power will be of no use at all.

At most, it is to give people psychological hints, so that he can focus on one aspect.

But when the user has qi, this method of controlling mental power can play a great role.

Sister Lan Fang said that she is sure to heal her younger sister's transformation now.

"Wang Quan, I can already control the qi in my body, how do I cultivate next?" Satan ran over and asked immediately when he saw Wang Quan.

"You still have too little qi in your body. Practicing other things is not good for your body. Your next step is to use qi to nourish your body and make your body stronger." Wang Quan found that Satan looked muscular, but his body was seriously deficient, and don't let him learn qigong cannons or the like, wasting the vitality in his body.

"Okay, I'll listen to you?" Satan didn't learn anything new from King Quan, but he didn't care too much. He also knew that his body was really not very good because he had been training his body hard before, and it was for his own good.

Wang Quan walked to the open space on one side and stood up. For a full three hours, he felt like his body was like a balloon, with hot streams emanating from his pores.

He knew that he couldn't practice anymore, so he stopped immediately, stood up slowly, walked around in circles, every step of his feet was like walking in muddy water, carefully.

After more than a dozen laps, the feeling of being about to explode finally disappeared. Wang Quan stopped, pressed his hands down, and let out a mouthful of hot air.

"call……"

A long white line, like a laser, shot out a dark hole on the ground at the corner of the wall.

Wang Quan is currently in the martial arts, although he has not yet started, but his physical fitness and the energy contained in his body are already very strong.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about Wukong.

In the final analysis, it is just an application of Qi.

He tried to release Qi from all parts of his body, but there was no sign of taking off.

Released from the hands, released from the feet, released from the legs, all did not achieve the desired effect.

He remembered that the Wukong technique in Dragon Ball seems to be to float the body first.

From this point of view, the change of qi should be inside the body, not outside the body.

With an idea, Wang Quan began to think about how to get rid of the attraction of the earth and let himself float.

The first thing he thought of was a levitating car.

The levitation car achieves the purpose of levitation by changing its own magnetic field, and then moves through the propeller.

Therefore, if you want to learn Kong Wushu, you need to control the qi in your body, let it change its own magnetic field, let it float, and finally release the qi outside your body to gain power.

If you want to understand the principle, Wang Quan will know the direction of his efforts.

With a bend of his calf, he jumped to a height of more than ten meters.

When the rising power disappeared and he began to fall, he concentrated all his attention and felt the attraction below.

Two or three seconds later, King Quan fell to the ground.

He closed his eyes, carefully feeling the force that pulled him when he fell.

"I, what did I see?"

"I'm not dazzled, brother Wang Quan jumped more than ten meters high."

"You don't have dizziness, I can see it too!"

"Hahaha, have you seen it? This is the strength of the Guoshu Academy. As long as you practice hard, one day you can do it too, hahaha!"

"Senior Brother Satan, can you do it too? Let's see with our eyes!"

"Hahaha, get out of the way, look at me!"

After a few students dispersed, Satan squatted down deeply, then roared and jumped up.

Like a chimpanzee, it also jumped more than ten meters high, and finally landed on the ground with a bang.

"Hahaha!"

Satan laughed, hiding the numbness of his legs.

"Senior Brother Satan is too powerful!"

"Yes, I also want to practice hard. As long as I can jump high enough, the school basketball team will let me join."

Several students began to practice even harder.

Satan turned his head to look at King Quan not far away, wondering what he was thinking about.

The movement around him did not arouse Wang Quan's interest at all. He concentrated all his energy and felt the force that pulled him down.

Try to mobilize the circulation of Qi in the body to counteract this force.

Ten minutes later, Wang Quan opened his eyes and jumped into the air again. After falling, he began to close his eyes and meditate. This time the time was slightly longer. He meditated for more than 20 minutes, then opened his eyes again and jumped up.

In this cycle, Wang Quan spent more and more time in contemplation. On the training ground, the students had already left, and only Satan stood by, looking at Wang Quan.

Suddenly, Satan felt that Wang Quan's body seemed to move, but it didn't seem to move.

But after just a few breaths, he saw that King Quan, with his eyes closed, just floated out of thin air.

King Quan was wobbly, floating more than half a meter above the ground. When he opened his eyes, he found Satan with his mouth wide open and his face gaping.

Wang Quan suppressed the joy of success in his heart, slowly controlled the flow of Qi in his body, and his body gradually stabilized without shaking.

Then he released part of the air from the soles of his feet, and his body began to slowly rise into the air, and faster and faster.

Satan looked up at the kingship that had turned into a small black dot, looking up at his big head.

Wang Quan became more and more proficient in flying in the air, he began to speed up and tried various turns.

"what……"

Wang Quan was flying freely in the sky, this unfettered feeling, the feeling of the strong wind blowing across his cheeks, made him want to stop for a while.

Wang Quan flew in the sky for more than half an hour. He flew out of the western capital, flew into the dense forest, and flew over the dense forest where he and Bulma met for the first time. Finally, when he felt that the energy in his body was running low, Wang Quan finally returned to the martial arts gymnasium and landed in the martial arts training ground.

"King Quan!" The moment King Quan fell to the ground, Bulma rushed up and hugged him.

"Bulma, look, I didn't lie to you, King Quan really flew away." Satan said on the side.

"King Quan, how can you fly?" Bulma raised her head and asked after being excited.

"Hahaha, Bulma, of course it uses the power of qi. I can teach you, it's very simple!" Wang Quan excitedly explained how qi circulates in the body to counteract the gravity of the earth.

After hearing this, Bulma immediately understood that the magnetic levitation car is based on the same principle.

She tried to control the qi in her body, and within a few minutes, she floated staggeringly.

However, the energy in her body was still too low, and she was almost exhausted before she mastered flying, so she had no choice but to land.

As for Satan, his control is too low to float, but with more practice, he can learn it quickly.

"Quan, I was going to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to surprise me first." Bulma took out a capsule from his chest, pressed the switch, and threw it out.

"boom……"

The smoke cleared, and something that looked like an exoskeleton armor appeared.

"what is this?"

"Guoshu training aid!" Bulma smiled triumphantly, bent down and picked it up.

"Come on, Quan, put this on!" Bulma put the exoskeleton armor on Wang Quan's body.

Then she pulled a remote from her pocket and pressed a button.

Amidst the rattling mechanical sound, the exoskeleton was tightly fastened to Wang Quan's body.

"Quan, stand up and try!"

"Okay!" Wang Quan stood up.

Bulma clicked the button on the remote control, Wang Quan only felt a current, starting from the back of the head, down the spine, and finally on the tailbone on the buttocks, there was a strong push.

Wang Quan shuddered all over, and his messy long hair stood up like Satan's afro.

"Hahaha, that's the feeling, that's the artistic conception, Bulma, you are amazing, hahaha!"

Wang Quan experienced the movement of his spine, and firmly remembered the feeling just now in his heart.

He turned around, hugged Bulma in his arms, and spun around excitedly.

Grasping this feeling, Wang Quan was completely immersed in the world of cultivation. During this time, he was like sleepwalking, no matter what he was doing, no matter where he was, his mind was always on his spine.

"Bulma, don't worry, the king will be fine." Satan comforted Bulma.

"He's been like this for several days! It's too worrying." Bulma looked at King Quan in the yard.

Every step he takes is very stiff. If you can see his body, you will find that every time he lifts his feet, he tightens his toes, and when he drops his feet, his toes relax completely.

Now, he completely integrated the horse stance into his every move, walking, sitting and lying down.

He was still moving his spine all the time, trying to develop that shocking strength.

Suddenly Wang Quan stood still and did not move.

"Royalty!" Bulma clenched her fists, her face full of worry.

Wang Quan's body suddenly shook, his bones cracked, and then his messy hair, like Satan's afro, stood on end.

"That's the feeling, that's the feeling! Hahaha! I finally succeeded!" After Wang Quan laughed, he immediately squatted down gently.

The body began to rise and fall, and this horse step squatted for half a day. When Wang Quan felt that the vitality in his body was about to boil and sprayed out from the pores, he imagined a tail growing out of his back.

The tail flicked from the end, and then penetrated step by step, along the spine, all the way up, and finally came to the back of the head, a stimulus, the body trembled, the pores of the whole body immediately closed, and a layer of soybean-sized goosebumps appeared on the skin, all the vitality that was about to rush out of the body was blocked in the body.

Wang Quan stood up slowly, raised his hands to the center of his eyebrows, then pressed down to the dantian of his lower abdomen, and at the same time exhaled all the gas in his abdomen.

A white beam of light like a laser shot out from Wang Quan's mouth, and a new pothole immediately appeared on the slate floor.

After finishing his work, Wang Quan looked at Bulma, who had always been by his side, with tenderness in his eyes.

During this period of time, all my mind has been immersed in cultivation, and it is Bulma who silently accompanies me by my side and handles all these trivial matters for me.

"King Quan, have you cultivated successfully?" Bulma asked.

"That's right, my Chinese martial arts has taken another step forward, and there will be water in front of me. Bulma, thank you for being with me all this time."

"It's nothing, I'm just worried about you. These days, you seem to be possessed. King Quan, I found that you have been forcing yourself. Why, you are already so strong, why do you practice so hard? I don't understand?" Bulma said, crying.

King Quan held Bulma in his arms and rubbed her shoulders.

"Bulma, you don't understand!"

"I don't understand what, you tell me that you are my boyfriend, but I know very little about you. I don't know why you can come up with such a magical martial arts. I don't know what you are afraid of. I don't know why you are so keen on power. I don't know. Do you love me or use me to research." Bulma pushed away the kingship, and said all the words in his heart.

I'm a nympho, and I want to wish for a perfect boyfriend, but I'm not stupid, no matter how good this boyfriend is, if he doesn't treat me sincerely, I won't cling to him.

"Bulma..." Wang Quan was a little lost.

He suddenly didn't know what to say.

As a time traveler, although he knows that the Dragon Ball world is very dangerous, and he is also working hard to practice, but when facing other people, he will unnaturally bring a little bit of superiority.

Especially the characters that appeared in the original book, he knows their personalities and experiences, so he always feels that he can change the fate of others, either to make up for his regrets in the past, or simply for his own bad taste.

For Bulma, the absolute heroine in Dragon Ball, King Quan certainly knows everything about her and has loved this anime character.

So when Bulma fell in love with him, they came together very smoothly.

He was smug about himself, but he never really tried to understand Bulma.

He didn't realize that Bulma is now a living, flesh-and-blood girl, not the NPC in the anime who distributes benefits everywhere and helps the protagonist in the early stage.

Bulma's remark made King Quan suddenly realize that this is a real world, and everyone is a living soul.

I am not playing a stand-alone game, I am also a part of this world.

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha! So it is so, so it is so, hahahaha!" After thinking everything through, Wang Quan looked up to the sky and laughed.

His spirit began to sublimate, his soul perfectly fit his body, as if a layer of shackles had been removed from his body, and he felt unprecedented ease.

From this moment on, King Quan was truly integrated into the world of Dragon Ball.

"Kingdom!"

Wang Quan's sudden burst of laughter made Bulma a little scared. She put away her grievances, worried, and looked at Wang Quan.

"Bulma?" Wang Quan looked down at Bulma who was pear blossoms and raining.

"Ok!"

"Let me pursue you again!" Wang Quan had a warm smile on his face that he had never seen before.