Wanjie: Only I Time Travel Comprehensive Comic

Venue, auditorium.

“Wow——!!”

“Hurry up and start!!”

Tourists who happened to be traveling from all over the world shouted and waved their hands in joy.

In the front row, several of Du Ming's acquaintances grabbed good spots to watch the game.

Master Kame's turtle was lying on the isolation wall, and Wu Long beside him said speechlessly: "That old guy is gone again. He must have diarrhea again."

"Really? Teacher Wu Tian must have found an excuse to peek." Bulma said, "And thanks to Lan Qi for helping us get such a good front row seat..."

The blue-haired gentle Lan Qi was very confused: "What? Is this the position I grabbed?"

It was snatched away by her other personality, the blonde Lan Qi, and the blue-haired Lan Qi had no impression of it at all.

Poole, on the other hand, was concerned about Yamcha and said, "Master Yamcha has gone into the lounge with Goku and the others. Aren't they coming here to watch the game?"

"What!" Wu Long was very angry. "Yamcha actually sneaked into a place like that. He must have secretly watched the game from the best position in the back! Why didn't the people from the martial arts association catch Yamcha?"

"Yes! Yes! I clearly wanted to go in and cheer for Du Ming, but they wouldn't let me!" Bulma was angry.

As they were talking, the drums of the martial arts competition finally sounded.

"Dong, dong, dong~~"

"Bang~!"

“Zdadada~~!”

"Ding! Ding!"

"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long!"

With the encouragement and cheers of the audience, the host finally came out with a microphone in his hand, and announced tactfully:

"I declare that the 22nd World Martial Arts Tournament will now officially begin!! After the intense preliminaries..."

"Wow!!!"

"Wow!!!"

As soon as the host started talking, Bulma and the others felt as if there were sounds all around them, and their eardrums were about to be damaged.

After a while, she heard two people behind her discussing who would be the champion.

"Wahahaha, it's finally here!"

"Grandpa is dying of exhaustion waiting for these eight grandchildren!"

"Hey, hurry up and serve the food. I want to watch Jackie Chan fight Sun Wukong again~~"

"Oh? You are an expert, I am also looking forward to this match, I just wonder who will be the champion this time."

champion?

Bulma suddenly pricked up her ears, listened carefully, and wondered what these people were thinking.

(You might think Jackie Chan won the championship, after all, he was the previous champion.)

(You may also think it is Wukong. Wukong is young, so it is understandable to think that he has great potential.)

(Krillin...maybe the same reason as Goku...after all, Krillin was also one of the top four players in the previous session, but unfortunately lost to Jackie Chan.)

(Yes, Du Ming will definitely be mentioned. Even if these people are not very knowledgeable, they know that Du Ming defeated Yamcha, who was in the last quarterfinals. It is normal to think that Du Ming will win the championship.)

As Bulma thought about it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she was looking forward to the opinions of the two people behind her.

"Haha, of course, Jackie Chan is definitely the T0 seed. I urge the organizers to send the trophy and prizes directly to Jackie Chan's home."

Bulma nodded slightly.

She is optimistic that one of Du Ming and Wu Kong will win the championship, but she also believes that Jackie Chan will definitely be a tough opponent.

It is not difficult to understand if these two people are optimistic about Jackie Chan.

"Haha, that's a bit too much, brother. Sun Wukong is young and improving fast. After four years, he will definitely be on the same level as Jackie Chan."

"Indeed, let's put these two in the same category."

Bulma glanced sideways and nodded. It was understandable that these short-sighted people could not see how powerful Du Ming was.

She was a little curious about how these two people would arrange this position.

"What about the second tier, T1? What do you think?"

Bulma also urged in her heart: Yes, please tell us quickly.

"Well... I'm giving it to someone special, someone you definitely didn't guess..."

"Who?"

(Hmm? Could it be that you have realized that Du Ming is very powerful?)

Bulma thought.

"Hey, dumplings!"

"Jiaozi? He was ranked T1?"

"He's not T1, I gave him an exception, it's an uncertain factor."

(dumpling?)

Bulma thought back to the player she saw yesterday. He seemed to be a kid who won the game without knowing how. What was so great about him?

"Uncertainty...what do you mean?"

"Hehe, you didn't expect that! I just discovered this this morning when I saw a car out of control. This Dumpling player... is actually a person with super powers! He can float and walk. I also saw the car that ran out of control and hit him, but he stopped it directly with his super powers..."

"Superpowers? I see, no wonder he won so strangely. Anyway, using superpowers shouldn't be a foul, right?"

"It's okay. You can use it if there's no rule against it."

(Superpowers?)

Bulma was slightly stunned. She hadn't expected this.

She frowned slightly. As for super powers... I wonder if Du Ming, Wukong and Krillin have any means to fight back. If not, it might affect the outcome of the game.

"Then let's rank them and see who is in T1."

"you guess?"

"Hmm... they should be Krillin and Babut. Krillin was one of the top four players in the last competition, and he is also a fellow apprentice of Son Goku, so he must be very strong. As for Babut, he is also the world's top fighter, but he has not proven himself in this world's number one martial arts tournament, so I will put him in T1 for the time being."

"Haha, good vision...but you forgot to mention one person!"

"Who?"

(Is it time for Du Ming?)

Bulma pouted.

"Of course it's... Werewolf - the male wolf player! He's the one who defeated the second seed of this tournament, Master Chabawang!"

"Oh, I almost forgot that this guy is a tough guy who can defeat King Chaba. It's weird? He's so strong, why is he only T1... He should be T0, right?"

"That's your vision problem. That Chaba King was very powerful in the past, and he was the champion of several martial arts competitions in a row. But it seems that he hasn't seen the battlefield for a long time, and his skills have been neglected. In addition, he has also aged, so the hot-blooded male wolf successfully attacked him."

(Male...wolf?)

Bulma glanced at the ring.

Amid the host's shouts, the match between Jackie Chan and the male wolf has begun. The two men standing on the ring seem to be fighting with words, but have not yet started fighting.

(This male wolf... isn't that great?)

Bulma looked at them in confusion, and then became a little dissatisfied with the two people behind him. Why was Du Ming ranked so far behind?

But even if he has no vision, Du Ming will definitely be ranked next.

She pricked up her ears again and listened carefully.

"Hehe, as for T2... there's no need to say anything, right?"

(Hurry up and tell me!)

Bulma shouted in her heart, I know you have no vision, just tell me Du Ming's name quickly!

"I guess... it's that Tien Shinhan?"

Bulma: ...?

"Bingo! Anyone who has watched his matches knows that he likes to be half naked. Haha, I can tell at a glance that the muscles all over his body are the purest and most warrior-like muscles. The strength of these muscles is beyond words! But apart from the third eye on his forehead, there is nothing special about this guy. I can only put him in the last T2."

"Indeed."

Bulma frowned and waited for the two to put Du Ming on the T2 echelon as well.

Although he was unhappy, there was nothing he could do. After all, Du Ming had no reputation among ordinary people before. He could only bear with it and rank last in T2 with this guy named Tien Shinhan.

"Ah~~"

Bulma sighed, and then the corners of her mouth curled up. Du Ming's strength will definitely amaze you!

Wait and wait.

After waiting for about half a minute, Bulma frowned, and the two people behind her stopped talking for some reason.

She turned her head to look in confusion, only to find that the two were yawning and waiting for the game to begin.

"Hello…!"

Bulma couldn't help but remind her, "Aren't you guys ranking? Why didn't you continue ranking?"

The two men were happy for a moment when they heard that Bulma was actually interested in their ranking, but they soon looked at each other in confusion.

"Um... we have finished lining up?" one of the men said weakly.

"Huh? Didn't you only say seven? Seven! There's one more you didn't mention, there's one more!!" Bulma's mouth twitched.

"There's one more... I think there are eight people in the elimination round..."

"By the way...who was the eighth one? Do you remember?" The man pushed the man next to him.

"Forehead…"

"Du Ming!!" Bulma clenched her hands, wishing she could hit them on the head with a hammer.

"Du Ming..."

“I have no impression at all~~”

"It should be a passerby level."

"Forget it, just give him a separate tier and put him in T3~~"

These two people, these two people!

Bulma gritted her teeth and stomped her foot on the floor.

(Humph, watch Du Ming slap your faces later!)