Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

One day in June of 745 A.E., it had been five months since Zhou Zilong became a disciple of Master Turtle. In the past five months, the relationship between Zhou Zilong and Master Turtle has deepened. They practiced together, lived together, and faced difficulties together. Master Turtle not only taught him how to practice strength, but also taught him how to be a man and how to deal with the world.

Zhou Zilong's combat effectiveness has improved by leaps and bounds under Master Turtle's guidance, from the initial 50,000 points to an astonishing 100,000 points (with Xiao Ling's help to shield the breath, so it is not noticeable). However, Master Turtle knows that a true strong man is not only powerful in combat, but also has the heart to control his own strength. Therefore, during Zhou Zilong's practice, Master Turtle focused on teaching him how to control his breath and how to stay calm in battle. Zhou Zilong also understood the painstaking efforts of his master. He practiced diligently and constantly honed his will. When controlling his breath, Zhou Zilong's combat effectiveness was around 100, which was enough for the time being.

However, Zhou Zilong knew that he still had a long way to go, so he never slacked off.

In the evening, the sea breeze brought a hint of coolness. Zhou Zilong finished today's training and dragged his tired but satisfied body back to the Turtle House. He pushed open the door and saw that the Turtle Master was sitting leisurely in the house, holding a cup of tea in his hand and looking at him with a smile.

"Zilong, are you back?" The Turtle Master put down the teacup and asked kindly.

"Yes, Master," Zhou Zilong replied respectfully, then walked to the Turtle Master and bowed his head.

"Well, yes, I am very pleased with your progress in the past five months." The Turtle Master nodded with satisfaction and continued: "However, the road to martial arts is not achieved overnight. What you need is persistent efforts and continuous practice. Of course, combining work and rest is also very important!"

"Yes, Master, I understand," Zhou Zilong nodded seriously, knowing that the words of the Turtle Master were from the heart.

"So, I decided to give you a few days off," Master Kame suddenly announced.

"Holiday?" Zhou Zilong was a little surprised. He didn't expect Master Kame to suddenly make such a suggestion.

"Yes, it's a holiday," Master Kame explained with a smile: "In the past five months, you have been working very hard and have hardly rested. I know you are eager to become stronger, but the body is the capital of the revolution. How can you continue to practice without a good body? So, I decided to give you a few days to rest and adjust your state!"

"But..." Zhou Zilong wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Master Kame.

"No buts," said Master Kame seriously, "Zilong, you have to remember that the road of martial arts is not just about pursuing strength, but more importantly, the mentality and state. Only by maintaining a good mentality and state can you go further on the road of martial arts!"

After listening to the master's words, Zhou Zilong's mind suddenly became clear. He understood the master's good intentions and knew that he was indeed a little too impatient before, so he replied respectfully, "Yes, Master, I understand, I will have a good rest!"

As night fell, Zhou Zilong lay on the bed, looking at the bright moonlight outside the window, but couldn't help thinking of Xiaoling, the system that fell into a dormant update.

"It's been five months, and Xiaoling still has no signs of waking up. It seems that this update is really long!" Zhou Zilong muttered.

The next morning, the sun shone on Zhou Zilong's face through the window. He rubbed his eyes and sat up from the bed. After a simple wash, he said goodbye to Master Kame and took out the capsule of the jet.

Zhou Zilong threw the capsule into the air, and a jet appeared in front of him. He got on the jet and started the engine. With a roar, the jet took off and headed for the distance.

After flying for about half an hour, Zhou Zilong finally arrived at a small town. He landed the jet steadily on an open space, folded the wings, and walked towards the center of the town. The town at this time seemed calm, but there was a tense atmosphere in the air.

Zhou Zilong walked on the street, looking around. Not far away, a group of people gathered together, and from time to time there were shouting and fighting sounds. He walked over curiously and squeezed into the crowd. In the field, a burly man about three meters tall and wearing camouflage clothes was waving his fists and constantly attacking a strong man over two meters tall. Although the two-meter-tall strong man resisted hard, he was obviously not the opponent of the other party. He retreated again and again, and his face was full of sweat.

Suddenly, two fierce-looking men jumped out from behind the two-meter-tall man. They grabbed the man's arms from the left and right, and held him firmly in place.Seeing this, Han showed a smug smile on his face. He swung a punch and hit the two-meter-tall man's abdomen hard.

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and the two-meter-tall man bent over in pain and spit out a mouthful of bitter bile. The three-meter-tall man did not give up, but increased the intensity of the attack, punching the two-meter-tall man one punch after another. In the end, the two-meter-tall man fainted on the ground because he could not bear it.

"How despicable!" an old man in a suit shouted angrily, "We agreed to a duel, but you resorted to such despicable means!"

Zhou Zilong was filled with anger when he saw this scene. He stepped forward and said coldly, "Since it is a duel, it should be fair and square. You are doing such tricks, which is really despicable!"

The three-meter-tall sturdy man turned around, glared at Zhou Zilong, and said coldly, "Boy, you want to be a hero, right? Let me tell you, this town is the new base that our Predator Mercenary Corps has set its sights on. If you still want to live well, get out of here!"

Zhou Zilong was unmoved. He straightened his chest and said, "Since I have seen you, I can't just ignore it. You are bullying people like this, I must Stand up and speak for justice!"

The old man saw this and quickly advised: "Young man, you'd better leave quickly. The people of the predatory mercenary group are very cunning and they will not let you go!"

Zhou Zilong shook his head and said firmly: "Old man, don't worry. Since I dare to stand up, I am sure I can deal with them!"

The three-meter-tall strong man saw that Zhou Zilong refused to give in, so he shouted loudly: "Brothers, come together! Get rid of this kid!"

With his order, a group of mercenaries in camouflage uniforms rushed out from all directions and surrounded Zhou Zilong. However, Zhou Zilong was not afraid. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing and posture, and prepared for the upcoming battle.