Wandering in Dragon Ball

As soon as he slept until the sun was above his head, Li Meng lazily sat up from the bed.

It’s really freeing to have schools in the Dragon Ball world. It’s such a small school. There are students who are late and absent from class, but no one cares. It’s a shame...

Even though he had received a university education, it was no problem to get full marks on the elementary school examination papers. Li Meng still called the class teacher to ask for leave.

"What? Are you going to participate in the world's best martial arts tournament?"

An exclamation came from the head teacher on the phone.

No wonder she was surprised because in this martial arts competition, no matter how the master Ruyun thought, it would never be a child's turn to win a medal.

"No, do you want to worship Satan as your master? Master said that only those who have experienced cruelty and training can grow faster." Li Meng used the banner of Satan as the reason because the head teacher would not do this anyway. Ask Satan specifically, no, that's the case.

"Well, it's good for you to see the world. But Li Meng, you are still young and have not yet reached adulthood. You should focus on studying and don't neglect your studies."

"Okay, thank you teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Li Meng started going downstairs for training.

The Capsule Company in the Dragon Ball world invented a simple training room. Li Meng's family was relatively well off, so it was not a problem to buy one or two training rooms specifically for practicing.

The world's best martial arts tournament, it's a convenient place to increase your combat power in the Dragon Ball world. Haven't you seen that every time Sun Wukong participates in a martial arts tournament, his strength will increase greatly? However, it seems that trouble always occurs in every martial arts competition, so you should be careful.

Li Meng took out the Guixianmen's inner skills and low-level Taekwondo skills in his memory and used them repeatedly. He sweated profusely and after practicing, he gradually became familiar with many consecutive techniques.

"Master Satan has a secret book that works well with the Guixianmen's internal skills and mental methods. I can actually have the aura."

Li Meng clenched his fists and closed his eyes, but he could feel that a white flaming aura seemed to burst out of his body. Although the aura was wavering, it also made him capable of fighting in the dark.

From now on, embracing the breath is equivalent to mastering the mind's eye, so my next step should be to practice blindfolded. Li Meng left the practice room where he only practiced physical basics and reopened another practice room.

When you enter the house, you will see that it is divided into three areas. In the first area, there are countless sandbags swinging back and forth. Practitioners have to avoid these swinging sandbags and run from the starting point to the end point.

Li Meng covered his eyes with a piece of black cloth and took a deep breath to activate his breath.

He is aware of all disturbances within a radius of twenty meters.

Li Meng gradually accelerated his swing speed and walked in the sandbag formation without any stagnation. Even if he was blindfolded, no sandbag could touch his body.

"That's it, breath is important because based on prediction, I can be at least 0.5 seconds ahead of my opponent who takes action at the same time!"

Even though Li Meng had the fastest speed in the sandbag formation, he was still in a deserted place. Five minutes later, he successfully reached the finish line and took off his blindfold with a smile.

The second area is to test your eyesight.

Practitioners have to find out which card is different among hundreds of similar cards, which one starts first and moves slowly to the end. The higher the difficulty, the faster the movement speed.

Li Meng could only pass the third level of difficulty with his naked eyes. After using his breath to lock the cards, Li Meng could pass the level directly. The eighth level of difficulty was the most difficult.

Arriving at the third area, Li Meng frowned.

The test here is, in simple terms, explosive power, in terms of strength, in terms of martial arts, it means that the combat power can be concentrated and exploded in an instant.

This still requires the use of Qi, but Li Meng is not yet proficient in this aspect and often misses the excess Qi. Therefore, he often wastes a lot of energy when he breaks out.

Li Meng practiced for seven hours but was still not satisfied with his explosive power. He has the power to deal with novices, but if he encounters an experienced veteran, once he gets into a stalemate, it will be easy for him to lack stamina and his opponent will seize the opportunity to succeed.

"It seems that it takes a long time and practice to send and receive strength like the heart. There is no way to achieve this quickly." Li Meng realized that he had shortcomings and was helpless. No, monsters like Saiyans don't have the physical strength to fight a protracted battle for themselves.

Since the danger of a protracted war is that we need to find a way to master a certain killing skill, just like the Turtle School Qigong...

Li Meng couldn't help but miss the system because he was in urgent need of powerful and powerful techniques.

I don’t know when I can learn Kaio Fist. The combat power will be increased ten times or a hundred times. It is simply a cheat. It is specially customized for the protagonist.

To make a phone call to Satan, the two of them took a speed car from the security center to the competition registration site to register.

The registration point in the western city was so crowded that Li Meng was shocked.

No, do masters compete? Why do so many people sign up?

Li Meng did a little observation and found that many people bring advertisements to businesses to promote them. Some of them will choose certain seed contestants to appear on TV because of the auditions. If they happen to be photographed with advertisements, they will make money.

Satan also held a brochure for the security center with an expressionless face. The security in the western city was so bad that many staff found reasons to be transferred or resigned after only a few days of working. He needed to go on stage to make a recruitment advertisement. .

If there are talented people who are willing to come and live in the western city, that’s fine. The advertising will be successful.

"Master, how can you recruit people with such low wages?"

"It depends on your luck. If you can qualify in the western urban area, then you can meet some popular players in the national preliminaries, which may attract some experts."

Satan also knew that this was almost impossible, but since his superiors had orders, he could only carry them out seriously.

I have to say that when I was young, I had Satan’s brute strength that refused to admit defeat.

"Oh, isn't this it, Satan? Are you here to sign up again?" Several people wearing mercenary uniforms came to the registration site in a swaggering manner. These mercenaries exuded a strong and powerful aura, which was obvious at a glance. Lives have been killed in his hands.

Satan's face was ashen as he pulled Li Meng to leave, but was stopped.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but I seem to have become a lot more powerful again. Are you so bold this time that you actually dare to bring your children to sign up?"

"Haha, this child can't do it. You have an illegitimate child, so he looks a bit similar."

"Tsk, tsk, I guess he's a bastard. He's just such a coward, so any normal girl would like him."

Satan gritted his teeth and dug his fingernails deeply into his flesh.

Li Meng narrowed his eyes and walked towards the tall and thin guy who said he was a bastard.

"What's wrong, kid? Satan, I had a defeated general back then, and you want to fight him too?"

"Hong Wu, don't scare the children because they won't be able to sleep at night and wet the bed."

"Hahaha!"

Li Meng's eyes radiated with a sharp and cold light, but before everyone could see clearly what was going on, the tall and thin man named Hong Wu suddenly fell to the ground clutching his stomach, frothing at the mouth.

As he fell, a gust of wind swept through everyone and brought up a cloud of dust.

"Hong Wu?" The mercenaries were stunned because they didn't know what happened.

Among the group of people standing not far away watching the excitement was an old man wearing a monkey mask and whispered: "The two punches were not strong enough to cause serious injuries."

"Two punches? I only saw one punch. It was so fast and fast."

"It seems like there's a great guy among the newcomers this year."

"Mr. Sun, no, seeing Hunter Xinxi, you are planning to accept that child as your disciple."

The old man shook his head and took his companions away.

"Don't forget that we are participating in the martial arts competition this time, and we have other goals. There will be a disaster on the earth that needs to be solved by the contestants participating in this competition."

"The fortune-telling mother-in-law has always made half-truths and half-false predictions. I hope it won't happen this time. Is it true..."

If Li Meng saw this person wearing a monkey mask, he would definitely recognize his identity.

He then adopted a first-class martial artist named Sun Wukong - Sun Wufan!