Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

Gong...wave.

Having fully charged up, Goku thrust his hands forward with a sudden burst of light, unleashing a torrent of azure beams that blazed with intense brilliance, instantly illuminating the dim surroundings.

"Quick, get out of the way!"

Bulma saw that Su Ming seemed to be in a daze and called out anxiously.

She had witnessed the power of the Kamehameha wave; if it hit a person, it would probably pierce them through.

Even though Su Ming was physically strong, he couldn't hold on.

Amidst the irritating noise, Su Ming heard Bulma's voice, smiled at her, and raised his hand to condense a layer of energy barrier in front of him.

boom!

The Kamehameha wave slammed heavily against the energy barrier, creating a deafening roar and whipping up a fierce wind.

They remained in this standoff for several minutes.

"I... have no strength left."

Little Goku was eventually exhausted, his body drained of energy, and he collapsed heavily onto the arena.

When I opened my eyes, I was immediately met with the full moon in the sky.

The host announced, "Congratulations to Su Ming for defeating Sun Wukong and achieving final victory, becoming the champion of the 21st World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament."

Let's congratulate him.

"Yay! Xiaoming won! Xiaoming is the best in the world!"

Bulma jumped for joy, her pride overflowing. She watched the figure standing on the stage, so striking even in the dim light of the night, and gradually became mesmerized.

Su Ming also came to her side and gave her a deep hug, oblivious to everyone else.

Thump...thump thump...

Su Ming twitched his ears, drawn by the unusually strong heartbeat. His gaze fell on Little Wukong, and his depleted energy quickly returned.

I glanced at the bright moon in the sky again.

How could he have forgotten this? It happened to be the night of the full moon.

Sun Wukong, who had already fallen to the ground, now had a ferocious expression on his face, no longer the innocent and kind person he had been before.

Brutality and ferocity appeared on his face, countless thick hairs sprouted from his body, and his clothes were completely torn apart.

roar~

Little Wukong let out a roar, and his short figure quickly transformed into a giant ape nearly a hundred meters long.

The large foot stomped directly on the martial arts tournament's plaque, and the plaque shattered without any resistance.

Ah ~

Ah~~

The audience couldn't bear to watch and scattered in terror, vividly demonstrating the speed of escape.

In just over ten seconds, only Su Ming and his group remained around the arena.

"Xiao...Ming, Wukong...what's wrong?"

Bulma held his hand tightly, looking at the giant ape that was a hundred meters tall, panicked and her words were somewhat incoherent.

Master Roshi arrived in front of Su Ming immediately, his face serious. He could clearly sense that the power Goku was unleashing at this moment far surpassed what he had ever seen before, and even he could not compare to it.

As for the present situation, only Su Ming might be able to fight him.

"It's okay, I'll handle all of this."

Su Ming stroked her hair, his voice still gentle; this was the meaning behind his martial arts practice.

In a crisis, one can have the power to make decisions.

"How do you plan to resolve this? Wukong is kind and innocent, and has never done anything evil. Don't kill him."

Master Roshi still cared about his disciple and didn't want to see such a talented boy like Son Goku disappear from the human world.

Su Ming certainly wouldn't kill Sun Wukong.

Wouldn't that be digging your own grave?

Even with memories from another world, he might not be able to reach the level of future Sun Wukong; he would at least need a backup plan.

Besides, during the time spent with Little Goku, a friendship also developed, and Little Goku became more flesh and blood than before the time travel.

How could we kill him?

"Wukong's body is different from ordinary people. Perhaps cutting off his tail can restore him to normal."

As soon as Su Ming finished speaking, he appeared behind the giant ape, gathered his energy in his hand, and slashed down with his blade.

The tail was broken off at the base.

roar~

The giant ape let out a painful roar, and its enormous body slowly returned to its normal size. Soon, a naked child lay on the ground.

"It really worked!"

Master Roshi was surprised that it was so simple to restore the crazed Great Ape to its original state.

Su Ming took off his coat and draped it over Little Wukong.

Bulma came over and asked worriedly, "Is Goku alright?"

"His breathing is steady; he'll wake up soon."

This farce ends here.

Su Ming used his 500,000 yuan prize money to treat everyone to dinner.

Thus, the 21st World Martial Arts Tournament came to a close.

Chapter 18 Strength Bottleneck

The 21st World Martial Arts Tournament has been over for half a year.

Everything returned to peace. Sun Wukong completed his apprenticeship and traveled alone in the outside world to broaden his horizons and improve his strength.

Undeterred by his defeat by Su Ming, he remained highly motivated and challenged him to a rematch three years later.

Western capital.

Tweet, Tweet, Tweet~

Su Ming sat cross-legged in his home zoo, surrounded by nature, his eyes closed, his breath as tranquil as water.

Three or four birds perched beside him, and a few even landed on him, seemingly oblivious to the terrifying upright ape that terrified all animals.

Outside the protective cover.

Bulma looked at Su Ming with a gentle light in her eyes.

Just then, a butterfly flew by and landed on his head, but did not fly away in fright.

After a while, Su Ming opened his eyes automatically. At that very moment, birds took flight and butterflies flew away.

Su Ming shook his head helplessly; it really was difficult to do.

During meditation, your breath becomes natural, but once you stop meditating, your breath changes.

After he came out, Bulma asked curiously, "Why don't you go on adventures like Goku and increase your strength?"

In her opinion, there really wasn't a martial artist like Su Ming who rarely went out and cultivated at home.

"Want to know why?"

Bulma nodded.

Su Ming walked over and leaned down to kiss him.

Bulma instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, responding to his affection.

She only pushed the person away when two hands started wreaking havoc on her body.

Why are you kissing me?

Bulma licked her lips, her face flushed, and her voice soft and charming.

Su Ming smiled and said, "That's my answer."

"what the hell?"

"I have a family, how can I bear to leave you alone in an empty house?"

Bulma blushed and her heart pounded at this direct attack. She felt her face burning and a sweet, honey-like feeling welling up inside her. She weakly retorted, "Who is your family? Who has been keeping you company all alone? We're not married yet."

If Su Ming were really like Sun Wukong, never coming home for months or even years, she would really feel terrible. The heartache of waiting is the most agonizing thing.

"Oh? I wonder who it is that stands in front of my bed every night, hugging a pillow and staring at me longingly."

Su Ming leaned closer and said with a grin.

Embarrassed, Bulma pushed him away. What was wrong with wanting to be close to her boyfriend? Besides, they hadn't even officially started dating yet, and they were still sleeping in the same bed.