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

In the center of the magnificent martial arts venue, the sun shines through the clouds and onto the ring, as if to add a layer of golden brilliance to this peak duel. In the final of the 21st Tianxia No. 1 Dao Conference, Zhou Zilong and Sun Wukong, the brothers from the same school, finally stand on the stage to decide the strongest in the final. The cheers and shouts of the audience around them interweave into one, and the air is filled with tension and expectation.

"Brother, I can finally have a one-on-one competition with you again. To be honest, I can't wait!" Xiao Wukong said impatiently as they walked to the ring together.

"Wukong, I am also looking forward to a one-on-one competition with you," Zhou Zilong, who suppressed his strength to a level similar to Xiao Wukong, responded to Xiao Wukong.

With the sound of a clear gong, the match officially began. Little Wukong stretched out his body and rushed out like a rabbit. His speed was so fast that it was astonishing. His fists drew brilliant trajectories in the air, and each punch was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, intending to completely suppress Zhou Zilong's momentum. However, Zhou Zilong was not in a hurry. He slightly tilted his body, as if dancing with the wind, and easily avoided Little Wukong's fierce attack.

"Wukong, your progress is indeed amazing, but fighting is not just a competition of strength, but also a contest of wisdom and will!" Zhou Zilong's voice was gentle and powerful, and it reached Little Wukong's ears through the air. His words contained both encouragement and reminders, allowing Little Wukong to think calmly in the fierce battle.

Little Wukong was startled when he heard this, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He understood the intention of his senior brother, so he adjusted his breathing, restrained his previous impatience and impulse, and began to observe Zhou Zilong's every move more carefully, looking for flaws and opportunities.

The two men fought again. This time, Xiao Wukong's attack became more flexible and varied. Sometimes he was like a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable; sometimes he was like a dragon playing in the water, agile and elegant.

However, Zhou Zilong was no ordinary man. With his profound strength and rich combat experience, he could always turn danger into safety at critical moments, and even turn defense into offense. His boxing was steady and powerful. Every blow hit the vital point, but left room for maneuver. It not only showed the demeanor of a warrior, but also showed respect for his opponent.

At this time, the host's voice resounded through the microphone throughout the venue, and his tone was slightly trembling with excitement: "Look! This is a real martial arts duel, a perfect display of skills and strength! Master Zhou Zilong, with his perfect martial arts, resolved the storm-like offensive of Junior Brother Wukong one by one, and every move and every style revealed his deep understanding and respect for martial arts!"

After controlling his combat power to 2000, Zhou Zilong launched an attack. His punch was a fierce fist wind, directly approaching the face of Little Wukong. This blow was not only incredibly fast, but also full of power. It was obviously Zhou Zilong's intention to test Little Wukong's background.

Faced with this sudden attack, although Sun Wukong was surprised, he was more motivated to fight. He quickly adjusted his posture and used his amazing reaction speed to dodge sideways at the critical moment. At the same time, he kicked the ground with his right foot, and the whole person rushed towards Zhou Zilong like an arrow from a string.

However, Zhou Zilong's figure instantly turned into a residual shadow, and then he started a fierce close-quarters fight with Xiao Wukong.

On the ring, the figures of the two kept intersecting and colliding, and each confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar. Zhou Zilong's offensive became more and more fierce. With his rich combat experience and deep internal strength, he continued to put pressure on Sun Wukong; while Sun Wukong escaped from danger again and again with his amazing reaction speed and tenacious will. Every time he dodged and blocked, he seemed so precise and powerful, as if he was telling everyone with his actions: the real strong is not to be undefeated forever, but to grit his teeth and stick to the end even in adversity.

In the outer circle of the ring, the emotions of the spectators also became more and more intense as the duel deepened. Some people were moved to tears by Sun Wukong's persistence and tenacity; some people were amazed by Zhou Zilong's strength and stability, and cheers and cheers came one after another, as if to overturn the entire venue. People were inspired by the fighting spirit of Little Wukong. They knew that this duel was not only a contest of strength, but also a battle of will and faith.

"Sun Wukong! Come on!", "Zhou Zilong! You must win!"... These voices gathered into a powerful force, inspiring the two fighters on the ring to keep moving forward.

Soon, the two began a new round of competition. Little Wukong seemed to have awakened some potential. His movements became smoother and his strength became stronger.

After several rounds of fist and kick collisions, Little Wukong graduallyRealizing that Zhou Zilong's defense was almost impeccable, a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy, so he began to adjust his strategy, using his speed and agility to constantly change directions, trying to throw his opponent into confusion. Facing Xiao Wukong's adjustment, Zhou Zilong couldn't help but show a hint of approval on his face.

However, just when everyone thought it would be a protracted battle, Xiao Wukong suddenly accelerated, his body turned into a red lightning, and rushed straight to Zhou Zilong. Seeing this, Zhou Zilong turned his body to the side and easily dodged this swift attack, but then he found that Xiao Wukong's offensive did not stop, but became more fierce. It turned out that Xiao Wukong gradually adapted to Zhou Zilong's current rhythm. He began to try to find loopholes in Zhou Zilong's rhythm and began to attack actively.

Finally, after Zhou Zilong's clever dodge, Xiao Wukong found the decisive moment. He took a deep breath, and the strength of his whole body gathered in his palm at this moment. The blue-white light energy formed a dazzling energy ball-Kameha!

"Hah!" With the roar of Little Wukong, the Kamehameha with terrifying power roared towards Zhou Zilong like a wild horse. This attack not only condensed all of Little Wukong's strength and faith, but also placed his love and pursuit of martial arts.

However, facing this blow that could shake the world, Zhou Zilong did not choose to escape. He moved slightly, as if he merged into the air. Then, in the eyes of everyone's disbelief, he gently slapped the energy ball that was about to touch his body with one hand.

"Pah!" After a crisp sound, the seemingly indestructible Kamehameha disappeared in an instant under the slap of Zhou Zilong's palm, as if it had never existed. This scene shocked everyone present, and even Little Wukong showed an unbelievable expression.

(The third update is here, I hope you will like it!)