Wanjie: Only I Time Travel Comprehensive Comic

Goku was lying in a mess and motionless in the previous second, but after eating the Senzu Beans, he jumped up like a carp in the next second, full of energy.

"Hahaha, I lost!" Scratching the back of his head, Wukong laughed, "I should have died."

In contrast, Du Ming did not eat the beans in order to save as many as possible, and he looked much more embarrassed.

He stood staggeringly, his clothes were tattered, his arms were still shaking from excessive exertion, the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth had not yet dried, and his face was pale.

His body was covered with wounds and bruises, and his hands hung down.

Du Ming moved his fingers slightly, and after relaxing, he even had difficulty raising his arms.

"It's just a fatal injury, just a matter of a magic bean." Du Ming laughed.

Wukong shook his hand, still a little surprised, "As expected of Senzu Beans, such a serious injury was healed in an instant... And I, I feel like I have become stronger!"

Du Ming was stunned, and then speechless.

Saiyan physique, right? After being resurrected from the near death, one will become stronger and have improved combat effectiveness.

"It seems that my Ki En Slash·Modified·Drill Storm Handheld Speed·Wukong Special Attack Version is quite effective." Du Ming said with satisfaction.

“…Du Ming, what did you say?” Wukong tilted his head, not hearing clearly and not understanding.

"Two contestants!" The host's voice came from above the pit, shouting, "Sun Wukong and Du Ming, if you are seriously injured, please hold on a little longer. Our medical team will be down soon..."

"No need, we're fine!" Goku's loud voice came up.

"Are you okay? That's great! Please come up, both contestants. We will change the venue and present the prizes to you..."

Du Ming and Wukong smiled at each other and floated out of the pit.

Immediately, cheers and applause broke out, and the atmosphere became tense again.

“Woo~~~!!”

“Great job!!”

"Just these two big pitfalls in the arena are worth the money for the ticket!"

"Du Ming! Du Ming! Du Ming!"

"Goku! I'm your dear mother!!"

"This is definitely the strongest martial arts tournament in history! No doubt about it! I want to record it so that my descendants can watch it for generations to come!"

“I want my son to review it every day!!”

"Damn! Strong! Strong! Strong! Too strong!!! Du Ming's attack just now directly smashed Sun Wukong into the ground! Sun Wukong can even fly now! What the hell is this monster!?"

"Du Ming! Come take a photo with me! It's so exciting! So exciting! I, Boruto, am going to be excited!!!"

The cheers from the audience were endless. Du Ming raised his chin slightly with satisfaction and walked slowly in front of the audience seats while the host prepared the prizes.

Goku's clothes were almost unwearable, so Krillin called him over and asked him to put on his martial arts uniform first.

Du Ming just happened to walk over to Bulma and the others.

"Du Ming~~" Bulma jumped out from behind the low wall and flew into Du Ming's arms. Immediately, Du Ming felt a soft massage on his purple chest.

Although Du Ming was physically exhausted, he still subconsciously steadied her and patted her back gently.

“I’m all sweaty…”

"I don't mind!" Bulma interrupted Du Ming and hugged Du Ming tighter.

Suddenly, there was an even louder commotion behind Bulma.

Yamcha smiled and shook his head.

Wu Long groaned, gnashing his teeth in jealousy. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms: "That's enough, Bulma, can't you be more low-key? There are so many people watching us!"

Lan Qi giggled and watched the scene happily.

Poole was so anxious that he flew around, and said with a worried look on his face: "Oh, everyone is watching! Miss Bulma is too bold, Du Ming just finished the game and hasn't rested yet!"

The audience's reaction exploded instantly, triggering another round of craze.

"You stinky little bitch, it's obvious that my new husband, Lord Du Ming's chest belongs to me!"

"Camera?! Camera! Zoom in closer! I want to see Bulma's expression when she throws herself into Du Ming's arms! I want to eat dog food! Woof, woof, woof!!"

"Damn Du Ming! I thought he was a bit pleasing to the eye just now, but I was wrong!"

"Damn it!"

Wu Long and his companions were pushed further and further to the back by the crazy audience.

"It's not a question of whether you mind or not, Bulma." Du Ming looked at Bulma strangely and whispered in her ear, "I mean, you have to help me wash off the sweat on my body. Use your body to help me wash it off..."

Bulma's hands froze, and she blushed as she distanced herself from Du Ming. Her eyes flickered to the side, "Okay, okay, let's talk about tonight tonight. This martial arts tournament is over. Let's get our prize money and go eat first..."

"Wait!" Du Ming raised his eyes suddenly, his expression became serious, "Bulma, say what you just said again..."

"What happened in the evening..."

"No, next sentence!"

"The martial arts tournament is over...?" Bulma replied in confusion.

"The martial arts competition is over..." Du Ming's eyes narrowed.

The battle with Goku was so exciting that he almost forgot about it.

In the original plot, not long after the game ended, when Goku and others were about to part ways, one of Piccolo's men snatched a dragon ball from Krillin and killed him.

"What, what's wrong, Du Ming?" Bulma asked with concern.

Du Ming looked around and saw Goku talking to Krillin and Master Roshi across from him. The host was coming over and preparing to let him receive the award.

There is no danger for the time being.

But Du Ming still quietly took out a magic bean from his pocket, put it into his hand, then threw it into his mouth and ate it.

In an instant, both the lost physical strength and the injuries inflicted by Goku were restored, and his spirit was also restored.

Of course, it can't be compared with Goku's direct rebirth from the brink of death and a huge increase in combat power.

(Could it be that old Piccolo's men haven't arrived yet?)

Du Ming was alert and looked around for any strong energy.

"Not good!" Du Ming looked suddenly towards the direction of the Budo Temple.

At the same time, Goku, Tien Shinhan and others also looked over there.

"Not good!" Wukong's eyes changed.

Inside the Budo Temple, countless white light bullets penetrated the walls and shot out towards the entire Budo Temple area. The light curtain completely covered the entire venue.

Behind the light bullet, there was a smug green-skinned man flapping his wings with his mouth wide open. The light ball shot out from his mouth and turned into countless light bullets.

"Du..."

"Do not talk!"

Du Ming immediately pulled Bulma into his arms, opened his palms, and a two-meter-diameter air circle appeared instantly, forming a circular barrier that blocked all nearby light bullets.

But after all, the light bullet has a large range, so it is still impossible to save more people.

Look back.

puff!puff!puff!

Crisp sounds rang out beside Du Ming.