Wanjie: Only I Time Travel Comprehensive Comic

There was an uproar below the ring, and stunned, astonished people gathered in circles.

After a moment of silence, applause broke out one after another.

Even the monk from the Budo Temple who was the referee of this match looked at Du Ming with surprise, then looked at the Yamucha embedded in the wall again and again, and then announced loudly:

"Du Ming wins!"

Du Mingyun smiled calmly and clasped his fists in the four directions of east, south, west and north.

"Thank you, thank you. Hehe, it's just luck, luck~~"

After receiving two rounds of flattery, Du Ming calmly walked down the ring through a cleared path and headed towards Bulma and the others.

On Yamcha's side, some people from the Budo Temple rushed over and were about to revive Yamcha, but Yamcha shook his body and squeezed out from the wall by himself.

Only the ugly face and deep fist marks remained.

Amidst the shouts of amazement, Yamcha sat in the corner, staring deeply at Du Ming's back.

He stared at Du Ming in disbelief, his face showing an unpleasant expression of disapproval.

Krillin once said that Goku and Du Ming are stronger than him, Krillin, and Krillin is also stronger than himself.

He didn't take it seriously. After all, he hadn't seen Wukong and Krillin for more than a year, and he had hardly had any contact with Du Ming...

Yamcha believed that what Krillin said about being stronger than him was referring to himself a year ago.

I have already been reborn this year, and my combat power has soared, but I never expected that the gap in strength would be so big...

boom!

Yamcha punched the wall.

"hateful!"

He originally wanted to embarrass Du Ming in front of Bulma, but he didn't expect this result.

At some point, Krillin slowly walked over, leaned against the wall, and glanced at Yamcha from the side:

"Hey, Yamcha, you may not know yet, where did Du Ming, Wukong and I go to practice this year..."

Yamcha was stunned, and shouted angrily: "Does it matter where you practice? Are you trying to say that you are much better than me? Don't underestimate me, bastard!"

Krillin glanced at Yamcha calmly.

"Yamucha, you underestimated me!"

"What did you say? I have been through three years of hellish training... I..."

Before he could finish his words, Yamcha's open mouth suddenly became speechless.

Klin in front of him lowered his head slightly, clenched his fists, and stood still as a mountain. Suddenly, his energy exploded at a terrifying speed.

The energy surged in the martial arts hall with Du Ming as the center, and the invisible vortex enveloped everything around it.

A piercing edge emanated from Krillin's aura; even the surrounding light was distorted by this aura.

"Huh? What's going on?!"

"Why is there a tornado in the indoor arena?"

"What the hell! Hey, organizer!"

"Hiss~~ How come it's already summer, but the wind is still cold."

"I give up. I put on a coat but it's useless. What kind of bullshit wind is this? Can't I stop it?"

In the entire venue, except for a few warriors, everyone felt an inexplicable chill and began to feel strange.

In the distance, Tien Shinhan, who was about to leave, stopped and turned to look at Krillin with interest: "Oh? It seems that he still has some strength."

"Haha~~" Goku on the other side felt Krillin's anger and laughed out loud. Master Roshi beside Goku looked at Krillin deeply, with a thoughtful look.

Yamcha, who was at the center, felt it the most deeply. This energy was completely directed at him. Yamcha widened his eyes, his breathing stagnated, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

This is a completely oppressive force, unabashedly powerful.

Yamcha subconsciously took a step back, his heart pounding. He couldn't understand any of this at all. Why had Krillin's energy become so powerful in just one year?

"How...how is it possible..."

Yamcha's voice was trembling, not because of fear, but because Krillin's energy was pressing down on him like a huge rock, making it difficult for him to speak smoothly.

Krillin's energy was like an endless torrent, crushing towards Yamcha. Yamcha sat on the ground with his knees slightly bent and trembling, almost unable to bear the power of this enlightenment.

"Krillin...you..." Yamcha stared at Krillin, his mind filled with shock and disbelief. "Your strength..."

While speaking, Krillin suddenly unclenched his fists.

Yamcha only felt the aura that was oppressing him quickly disappear.

Krillin scratched his head and smiled bitterly, "Yamcha, you're amazing, aren't you..."

Yamcha clenched his fists unwillingly and nodded.

"But with my current strength..."

Krillin looked helplessly at Du Ming and Wukong in the distance, "I am no match for them at all..."

Yamcha opened his mouth, then fixed his eyes on Du Ming who was walking towards Bulma in the distance, and remained silent.

… …

The other side of the ring.

The fat man with a wolf head lowered his head, and the bear man next to him shouted loudly.

"What new Wolf Fang Wind Fist? It scared me so much. Haha, it's totally useless!"

The wolf-headed man remained silent. He felt that Yamcha was disappointing.

"Hmph." The bear man laughed, "What are those cool moves you learned from wolves? They are useless. I think we can only learn real skills from wild bears. Wolves? No way!"

"You!" The wolf-headed man widened his eyes, "It's because Yamcha didn't learn the essence of wolf hunting. It has nothing to do with the wolf!"

"Haha, if he wanted to learn the hunting ability of a bear, I think that Yamcha would have killed his opponent with one claw!"

"You bullshit!"

"You're the one talking nonsense!"

"I'll fight you!"

As they were talking, the two of them started to wrestle with each other.

While the two men were wrestling with each other, Ed, who was passing by, dodged slightly and avoided the two.

Ed looked at Du Ming's back with complicated eyes, shook his head, and rushed forward.

Patted Du Ming's shoulder.

"Du Ming!" Ed greeted warmly.

Du Ming, who was walking in front, moved his ears, stopped and smiled.

"Haha, Brother Ed, it's been a while since we last met. I just watched you fight. You are more than a hundred times stronger than before. You are too strong!"

Ed smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Although it's true, and he is indeed a hundred times stronger, but... he was still defeated by him in one move. There are always people who are better than you. But you..."

Du Ming immediately straightened up inconspicuously, showing a faint and nonchalant smile, waiting for Ed's praise.

"As for you, Du Ming, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have become so strong that you can even enter the knockout round of the martial arts competition!"

"No, no..." Du Ming laughed and said, "It's just normal."

He winked, suggesting that Ed should say more.

Ed stopped Du Ming from saying "modestly" and retorted:

"What's so ordinary about that? Even though others didn't see it, I saw it. You were able to condense the Qi outside your body and form a sharp Qi blade to attack. To be honest, I can't do it at all. Du Ming, you... are too strong!"

"Uh, it's just average..." After hearing Ed's praise, Du Ming blinked, and then his face froze.

That’s it…?

That's all the praise I can give, is it so shallow?

It's like I have the strength of a Hokage, and you praise me for hitting the target with my kunai, so strong!

I'm already a master of elves, and you tell me that I can command Charmander to use sparks. How powerful and awesome!

Du Ming sighed helplessly.

This was his own fault. How could he expect a martial artist who had just entered the martial arts world to give him high praise?

Du Ming shrugged and continued chatting with Ed.

He did not talk about the competition anymore, but instead talked about the recent situation of the two Harold brothers whom he met not long ago.

I also talked about my life at Mimi Martial Arts.

Not long after, Ed saw that someone was waiting for Du Ming, so he stopped nagging and waved goodbye to Du Ming.

… …

Du Ming came in front of Bulma.

Amid the laughter of the crowd, Du Ming pointed at his own face and said forcefully: "Bulma, kiss me."

Bulma was stunned, looked at the people around her, and her face turned red.

This idiot Du Ming is standing here to declare his sovereignty!

(Hmph, after the martial arts competition is over, I will make sure you are in trouble.)

While thinking about it, Bulma reluctantly moved towards Du Ming's face.