Wanjie: Only I Time Travel Comprehensive Comic

Master Kame stood with his hands behind his back and sighed, "It's great to be young~~~"

"Hehe~~" Krillin frowned, poked Bulma, and laughed strangely:

"Bulma, you are secretly happy in your heart, right? Hehe, you must be secretly thinking, 'Oh, Du Ming is really something, I am yours, but I am still so childish...' or something like that, right?"

Boom!

"You're the one!" Bulma was so angry that she punched Krillin on the bald head.

Goku, who was standing next to Bulma, scratched the back of his head in confusion and asked:

"Bulma... is Du Ming's person, what does that mean?"

Bulma blushed.

Wu Long circled two fingers there, giggling lewdly, "Ha ha ha, Wukong is almost old enough to have a girlfriend, come here, let me teach you first..."

"Don't teach Wukong bad things!" The blonde Lan Qi also slapped Wulong on the head.

Then he patted Bulma's back with a laugh, almost making Bulma almost throw up, "Haha, Bulma, good job! That's how you should say it out loud!"

Bulma hid her face again, helpless.

How could she have said that? It was clearly said by that idiot Krillin!

… …

In the arena.

"good chance!"

Yamcha noticed Du Ming was smiling proudly at him, and his eyes lit up.

He immediately rolled over, landed his feet on the ground, and then rose up and rushed forward.

"Watch out, the new Wolf Fang Wind Fist!"

His body was like a wolf, and his hands were like wolf fangs. He approached Du Ming closely.

The energy in his body suddenly gushed out, enveloping Yamcha's entire body.

Especially on the hands, the fierce aura is even more aggressive.

"Is this Yamcha finally going to get serious?"

At the side of the ring, the eyes of a fat man with a wolf head lit up.

"Seriously?" The bear-man next to the wolf-headed man asked doubtfully, "I think this Yamcha is not very strong. He is always being beaten."

“Haha.” The wolf-headed man sneered, “Just wait and see. Don’t underestimate the top eight from the previous session.”

"Very powerful? I didn't realize that~~" the bear man asked curiously.

"Let me tell you this. I watched Yamcha's match last time. His Wolf Fang Wind Fist was so fast and powerful that it was beyond the reach of ordinary people. It was a move he learned, created, and derived from wolves. Even the last champion couldn't stand it. If he hadn't met the champion, Jackie Chan, in the first round, the final result would have been uncertain! And listen, he used the 'new' Wolf Fang Wind Fist, which is definitely a hundred times more powerful than the last move. This Du Ming... is in danger!"

The wolf-headed man shook his head, as if he felt sorry for Du Ming, who had actually met Yamcha, who had learned real skills from a "wolf".

"So strong!" said the bear man who had not watched the previous competition in shock.

The wolf-headed man nodded slowly.

While the wolf-headed man was speaking, the bear man indeed saw Yamcha displaying his great power.

"drink!"

Yamcha moved his shoulders, and his two hands suddenly turned into dozens of afterimages of hands, attacking Du Ming. At the same time, he stomped his feet on the ground, his body exploded forward, and the wolf marks on his fists appeared in white light.

Then Yamcha rushed forward at a speed faster than the wolf.

In the eyes of the audience, fifty or sixty wolf-print fist shadows suddenly appeared in front of Du Ming. Each of these wolf-print fist shadows carried a blazing air wave and rushed towards Du Ming with great momentum.

"Ah!" The bear man was shocked and his face turned pale, as if he had been attacked by a wolf's fist.

Du Ming didn't seem to fully react.

“Ah~da, da, da!!”

Many fist shadows were imprinted directly on Du Ming's body, causing a wave of air in Du Ming's chest, and Du Ming's body was blasted backwards by the wave of air.

Actions that are difficult for ordinary people to react to or even completely invisible can be seen clearly in Du Ming's cold eyes, and can even be described as slow.

It’s not that Du Ming didn’t react, but his body movements were a little slower than expected.

(I haven’t fully adapted to the 4x gravity suit yet…)

Du Ming remained calm after being repelled by Yamcha's attack, and even had his mind thinking about other things.

(If I meet Tien Shinhan and Muten-sensei, I will definitely not wear this outfit.)

Yes, when Yamcha had already changed his gravity suit and put on ordinary Kame-ryu uniform.

He didn't even notice that Du Ming, who had been silent, was wearing a gravity suit and had never taken it off.

Even Yamcha didn't know that Du Ming was wearing the same new gravity uniform as Goku.

Unlike Yamcha's ordinary gravity suit that only suppresses the body, Du Ming's gravity suit not only has a much higher gravity multiple than Yamcha's, it is even a new type of gravity suit that can suppress qi.

There was a boom.

Du Ming lay on the floor with his face wide open, expressionless.

He took a glance and saw Yamcha chasing after him, and the wolf-mark energy in his fists was even sharper and stronger than before.

"Du Ming! You damn bastard!"

Yamcha's fist actually came towards Du Ming's face.

"Hmph~~" Du Ming snorted, and tapped the ground with his left heel. His body actually rotated and floated up with only his heel as the fulcrum, thus avoiding Yamcha's attack.

If he was hit on the face normally, Du Ming might go up to his opponent and let him beat him to his heart's content, preferably until his face was swollen - then he would crawl into his wives' beds with all these injuries and ask Mitsuha and Bulma to rub his face together.

But now Bulma is watching, and the opponent is Yamcha. How can Du Ming let Yamcha succeed?

Du Ming turned his heel and turned directly behind Yamcha in a strange posture.

Just as he was about to attack Yamcha's back of the head, he suddenly thought about it, retracted his right foot, stood up, and stared at Yamcha's face.

(It's still nice to get slapped in the face.)

"what!"

Yamcha was shocked to see Du Ming suddenly come around behind him. He had already prepared his body to take damage, but he didn't expect Du Ming's attack to not come.

However, he is worthy of being a warrior who has practiced with Master Roshi for a long time and is ranked among the best warriors in the entire earth. He also has rich experience in fighting enemies and dealing with unexpected situations.

Without thinking too much about why Du Ming didn't attack, he just jumped back a step and made some distance.

However, he did not expect that Du Ming's fist shadow would arrive at this time. Many fist shadows that seemed ordinary but contained heavy energy swarmed towards his face.

Immediately, Yamcha quickly jumped back another step.

He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. If he was hit by the punch, he might really be defeated. Not to mention entering the top eight of the knockout round, he wouldn't even be able to teach Du Ming, the envied and jealous guy, a lesson.

"hateful!"

Yamcha clenched his teeth and made up his mind secretly.

He glanced at Du Ming and moved three steps away from him.

Glancing at the audience around him again, Yamcha prepared to go all out.

(My Qigong wave is very powerful, and these people can't withstand a single blow, but as long as I control the direction of the Qigong wave towards the ceiling, even if the ceiling is hit by the Qigong wave, Wukong and Master Wu Tian will have enough time to react...)

As he thought about it, he suddenly opened his eyes, tensed all his muscles, lowered his waist, and placed his hands on his waist.

"turtle…"

Just when Yamcha was trying to dodge Du Ming's attack while gathering his energy to teach Du Ming a lesson, a big sandbag fist appeared on Yamcha's forehead.

It smashed into my head without any mercy.

All of a sudden, the figure of the top eight master of the previous session flew out of the ring with a "puff" and was nailed to the wall of the martial arts hall with a "bang".

"Pfft~"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and he lost consciousness.

Everyone turned around and saw Yamcha nailed to the wall with a very clear fist mark on his face.