Realms: Only I Traverse Through the Anime Multiverse

"Dear audiences, the world's attention is finally coming! Welcome to the final battle of the 22nd world martial arts conference!"

"Is the world's first title and double 1 million Sony bonus belonging to Duming players or Sun Wukong players?

The host stood in the center of the ring, holding the microphone in his hands, surrounded by boiling crowds and dense cameras. The warm atmosphere of the martial arts conference has reached the peak.

The host raised his hands high, his voice was bright and full of passion, shaking the audience seats and the eardrum of the audience before the TV.

In the auditorium, Bulma frowned and put down the phone.

"Bulma, what's wrong?" Oolong looked at it strangely.

"Sanye's mobile phone seems to be turned off without power."

"Haha, it's Sanye, it really looks like three leaves." Oolong smiled: "It must be a daze again, watching the game live, forgetting the phone while forgetting to charge."

"Well, really, I still want to cheer Du Ming together." Bulma sighed.

"Oh ~~~!"

The deafening cheers broke out in the audience. The host saw that the audience became more enthusiastic.

"The first martial arts of the 22nd world will have 244 masters from all over the world. After the qualifiers, only eight are passed through the preliminary competition.

"After regrettable and cruelly eliminated, there are only two players in the finals! They are Du Ming players and Sun Wukong players!"

Backstage in the platform.

Du Ming and Goku walked forward from two parallel passages. The two looked at each other, and the warfare doubled.

"Du Ming, finally came to this day." Goku's face was hung with strong excitement. This was only when he appeared stronger than his opponent, he couldn't help but excite, and couldn't help but be excited.

"Yeah." Du Ming raised a little bit, and his body was also excited.

When I came to the Dragon Ball World for the first time, it was 745 years of Dragon Ball Aiji, and now I have come to Ai Ji 753.

Of course, with the time he actually experienced, it is far from so long.

The first time he had not yet started martial arts.

Now, Goku, who stands in front of him, has learned his flight techniques, eight -door armor, transients and other moves, and has exercised with him for a year with his super -enhanced version of Goku under the Bobo hand.

And this kind of Goku was low in the surface value of the force.

"Let's go, don't be excited for a while, and hurt the audience by mistake." Du Ming smiled lightly: "Bulma and they are still in the auditorium."

"Hey, I will be careful." Goku stared at Du Ming, the excitement in the corner of his mouth was not hidden, and he didn't know how much he listened.

The host was talking loudly: "On the ring today, there are two strongest martial arts in the world today! One is the invincible God of War to sweep the preliminaries and knockout games, and even telling the camera that it is difficult to see. He is from the martial arts world. Super star -Du Ming! "

Du Ming stepped out and stood on the platform, his breathing became calm.

Tianshen Temple.

“天神大人！悟空和杜明的决赛要开始了，你要看吗？”站在天神殿边缘，波波大声呼喊着。

“咳、咳咳，不用了波波，我感觉到了…比克大魔王的气息，要好好准备一下…”

“哦。”波波挠了挠头，再次有兴致地看起了杜明两人的决赛。

"And the other is the strong man we are very familiar with! In the last game, the world was stunning with the powerful strength and won the runner -up! Now that three years have passed, his strength is higher, and the combination of talent and effort让他一路走到这里！没错！他就是那无可匹敌的战斗野兽——孙悟空！”

On the martial arts conference on the TV, the camera was cut to Sun Wukong. He stood on the side of the ring with a bright look, and the audience cheered for his appearance.

Goku waved his hands towards the audience, showing the iconic confident smile, and then stared at Du Ming immediately.

"Oh? This is the two of the finals?" In Xidu, the old Bick who destroyed the villa and returned to the spacecraft looked at Du Ming and Sun Wukong on the screen.

"It is actually the abominable Sun Wukong! And the same abominable Bulma's husband!" Pilav saw Goku, his face was anxious and angry. Hardly grabbed the Dragon Ball, this shameless bastard will definitely come to snatch the Dragon Ball in your hands! "

"Yes! Yes!"

"Sun Wukong has always been such a bastard! It is the worst bad guy in the world!"

"Grab Dragon Ball from my hands." Lao Bike sneered, "I seem to hear a funny joke."

"Ha, haha ​​... what the devil king said, what is said ..."

but.

Laobik originally watched the martial arts who just wanted to pass the time, waiting for Danbalin to go to the martial arts meeting. If you can watch Danbalin from the TV to kill the warrior at the scene, you can also have a little fun.

Praf's words made him interested in the two people in the final.

"But you can look at these two strengths and can take a few rounds in my hands." Lao Bike laughed.

Wudao Temple.

The host's voice is getting louder.

"Who can get the world's first title?

"The final of the first martial arts meeting of the 22nd World is about to start. Are you ready?

"So, everyone!

"Let's welcome this epic duel with the warmest cheers - Du Ming! Battle! Sun Wukong!"

The cheers swept the whole venue like a tsunami, countless flags were waving, and the camera captured every excited face.

Old Piccolo supported the armrest with one hand, relaxed his whole body, and said with interest, "Before Danbalin kills you, you should perform more monkey tricks for me."

"Start!!!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, the shouts of battle swept the world.

However, the game did not really start.

Du Ming and Wukong looked at each other, waiting for the host to walk down the ring while speaking.

Until this time.

"Eight Gates of Ninja - the eighth gate, the death gate, open!" The two shouted at the same time.

With a bang, the ground suddenly cracked, and the violent air waves spread like a storm.

Du Ming and Wukong's bodies were wrapped in a blazing red light at the same time, their muscles swelled, their blood vessels bulged, and the surging energy made the air tremble.

"What a strong wind..." Krillin, who was very close, used his back foot to reduce the wind force.

Turtle Hermit, who was standing next to him, had already put on his hat. When the wind wave came, he quickly held his hat and lowered his head.

The next moment, when he raised his head, he suddenly exclaimed "Huh?" in surprise.

The two had not yet made a move, but the floor tiles on the ring began to break into pieces, unable to withstand the terrifying power released by the two.

"Du Ming, here we come!" Wukong's figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. At the same time, Du Ming suddenly stepped on the ground and rushed forward.

Boom!

The fists of the two collided in mid-air, and the huge shock wave swept across the venue like a hurricane.

The ring could not withstand such a collision force and instantly exploded into pieces, with dust flying all over the sky and gravel flying around like raindrops. The audience screamed.

"Come again!" The only sound on the ring was Wukong's roar. His figure turned into dozens of afterimages, and suddenly appeared behind Du Ming, raising his legs and sweeping straight.

"Boom!"

The explosion resounded throughout the sky, and the ground around the audience seats was shaking.

When the smoke and dust dispersed slightly, the host suddenly glanced at the ring and lost his voice.

"It's ruined again!!"

The ring was reduced to ruins in the fight between the two.

The ring that had just been filled was gone again!

Du Ming! It's you again! !