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Gods and demons are easy to understand as King, Angel, Kaioshin, Majin Buu and the God of Destruction, but the first and second echelons Ryui have no idea.

"The first echelon is Frieza and the legendary Super Saiyans. They are already the top human beings in this universe. The next ones are people with your current strength, such as Sun Wukong and Ryui Kid. In this universe, there are already rare existences, Longjing boy, you have such strength now, you are already proud enough."

With the Kaio's experience, he naturally wouldn't know about Cell, the strongest android who will appear in the future, so he sighed like this.

Kaio said that Ryujing was already ranked third in the world, but Ryujing, who knew that there would be more powerful characters in the future, did not feel any arrogance. Instead, he felt that his current strength was far from enough.

So, prompted by the sense of crisis, Long Jing trained harder. Finally, a month later, Long Jing perfectly mastered the early divine skills of the Dragon Ball World, Kaiou Fist and Vitality Bomb.

"Hey, are you serious?" Yamcha looked a little surprised at Longjing saying goodbye to everyone and doubting life.

Tianjin Fan and the others felt uncomfortable. Obviously they and others came to each star first to start training, but now they can barely move around on each star. Even the flexible big You can't even touch a single hair of the orangutan, but Longjing has already come from behind and is making rapid progress every day.

Everyone is anxious in their eyes and trains harder every day, but their progress is very weak.

"Then everyone, see you in a year!" Long Jing smiled and waved to everyone.

"Longjing should train well even if he goes to heaven!" Dumpling also responded loudly.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Longjing embarked on the return journey. However, after only a few minutes, Longjing had finished flying. The entire snake path of more than 100 million kilometers came to the palace of King Yama once again.

"You have never done a good thing in your life, you will go to hell."

Longjing heard the loud voice of King Yama from a distance. After walking in, he saw King Yama picking up the big seal next to his hand and stamping a seal. Then an abyss-like figure appeared under the group of souls standing in front. Pothole, see the soul.He twisted a few times in vain, but still fell deeply.

King Yama didn’t even raise his head: “Next one!”

"Good morning, Lord Yama!" Longjing also took this opportunity and walked into the lobby.

Seemingly hearing a familiar voice, King Yama raised his head to look for the sound, and saw the small dragon well not far below his desk.

King Yama, who looked like a giant in Long Jing's eyes, took a closer look and suddenly said: "You are the warrior from the earth that day, your name is Long Jing, right? Have you given up on challenging the snake path? Why? Will you appear here?"

Longjing smiled and waved his hand and said: "Master Yama misunderstood. I have finished training with Master Kaio. This time I came to see Master Kaio because I want to go to the big world to play with Mr. Sun Wukong and the others."

"You're not lying, are you?" King Yama didn't believe it, and said, "I also successfully challenged the snake path and met Lord Kaioh. Although I didn't pass Lord Kaiowen's training, I also know how to travel to and from the snake path. It’s impossible to train in just a month. Do you think you are Kaioshin-sama?”

As he spoke, King Yama laughed: "If you give up, just give up. There's nothing to be ashamed of. Even if you admit it openly, I won't make fun of you."

"Master Yama, you are too good at lying. You have been laughing and haven't stopped at all." Long Jing thought in his heart, but there was also a smile on his face, and he scratched the back of his head with some restraint, without admitting it. He did not deny it. Instead, he changed the topic and said to King Yama: "Now can I go to Mr. Sun Wukong, the King of the Realm?"

King Yama just joked for a while and did not embarrass Longjing. Instead, he waved to summon an underworld staff member.

After that, Longjing got on the Huangquan car again, starting from the palace of King Yama, speeding on the Huangquan Expressway, heading towards the Great Realm King.

Meanwhile, Earth.

In a luxurious building in the center of the western metropolis, in the garden, Mrs. Breeve was having afternoon tea while playing with the birds and humming a tune leisurely, while Dr. Bleeve's voice came from the room behind her: "What's wrong with this kid Bulma? Why did he lock himself in the room upstairs after going out?"

"Bulma has been like this since she was a child. Maybe she has some inspiration to build a machine?" Mrs. Breve replied nonchalantly, still smiling gently.

"But I see that she has not been in a good mood these past two days, and she is always a little worried."

"It's okay. Bulma is like this. Maybe she will get better in a year and a half."

"It might last for a year and a half, so I'm a little worried." Dr. Breeve put down the wrench in his hand, casually wiped the oil on his hands and walked out of the studio.

Just as he was about to speak, the ringtone of the home terminal suddenly rang.

"Who is calling?" Mrs. Breeve stood up briskly, walked towards the phone, and said excitedly: "Is there a handsome guy who wants to go out with me on a date?"

At this time, in Bulma's room.Except for the blinking lights on the computers and some strange instruments, the entire house was pitch black.

Thick curtains blocked the sunlight, but Bulma was lying in front of the computer. The light on the computer screen drew a long black shadow on Wal-Mart's body.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and Bulma, who had stayed up all night, frowned and woke up in confusion.

"Didn't you tell me not to disturb me?" Bulma shouted towards the door.

"Oh, but someone named Qiqi called to ask if you were back. Since then, she has been trying to find you to answer the phone." Mrs. Brive's voice came from outside the door.

When she heard that the call was from Qiqi, Bulma wiped her face randomly, opened the door and rushed downstairs.

"Hey, is this Bulma?" Chi Chi's voice came from the head: "Why are you all back, but Goku and Gohan never came home? Are they all living in your house now?"

Bulma was silent for a while, and finally said, "They... didn't come back."

"Eh?" A somewhat surprised and confused voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Wukong and Gohan..." Bulma pursed her lips: "They all died on Namek, and every star was destroyed, and the Dragon Balls on each star were also destroyed. They may never..."

Before Bulma finished speaking, she heard the sound of a phone falling to the ground from the other end of the phone, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling.

"Kiki, Kiki, are you okay?" Bulma called twice urgently, and then rushed out of the door in a hurry.

Two hours later, Bulma, who had been driving a helicopter at high speed, finally arrived at the largest hospital near Baozi Mountain.

Bulma walked quickly on the white corridor and came to the ward. As soon as she opened the door, Bulma saw a hill-like figure in front of Qiqi's hospital bed. It was Qiqi's father, the Bull Demon King.

"How's it going? Is Chichi okay?" Bulma stepped forward.

The Bull Demon King, who had his head lowered, slowly raised his head when someone asked: "You are Qiqi's friend, right? The doctor said that he was just overly sad and fainted temporarily. Maybe he will be fine after taking a rest."

Bulma was obviously relieved and said to the Bull Demon King: "It's really great! I thought all my friends would..."

"Qiqi has been like this since she was a child, always worrying too much." The Bull Demon King gently touched Qiqi's palm and said, "By the way, do you know what makes Qiqi so sad?"

Bulma was silent for a while: "Goku and Gohan both died in the battle."

"I see." The Bull Demon King's voice was very calm, but his hand as big as a cattail fan carefully touched his beloved daughter's cheek, his eyes full of pity.

Bulma finally couldn't hold it any longer at this situation, and she covered her mouth with tears pouring from her eyes.

When Bulma finally left the ward, she turned to the ward door and whispered: "Don't worry, Chi Chi. Although Goku and Gohan are dead and may never be resurrected, I will definitely let Goku's bloodline continue. Go down."

In Bulma's bedroom, the huge instrument was still running. In a transparent glass cover in the center of the instrument, a small humanoid embryo was growing vigorously in the nutrient solution inside.