Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

His protective divine power was broken, and most of his clothes were torn.

"A fighting maniac."

Weiss sighed. He hadn't expected Su Ming's move. The explosion was at such close range, and it involved four incompatible forces of law.

Its power is so great that even a destroyer like Champa might not be able to withstand it and would definitely get injured.

Beerus was also surprised that Su Ming would be so decisive and bold. The attack was so explosive that it was almost impossible to escape. After all, he did not have Su Ming's fighting skills. He could not teleport or control the power of time.

However, he would not forget his strongest method, which is the power of destruction.

No matter what kind of power or technique it is, the power of the God of Destruction can completely destroy it, causing it to disappear entirely from the material world.

Even if it possesses the power of four different rules, so what?

How can quantity compare to quality? The power of destruction he has comprehended and the rules of destruction he possesses have already reached their pinnacle, and no one among the gods of destruction can surpass him.

How could a few nascent rules of power possibly contend with his strength?

The power erupted in an instant.

The dark purple Destruction God power shrank from large to small, enveloping the entire explosion. With a burst of strength from his arms, the Destruction God sphere, tens of meters in diameter, was compressed and annihilated bit by bit, until it vanished completely, leaving only the Destruction God power in his palm.

"Forget it, let's not play anymore, it's pointless."

Beerus had no interest in continuing the fight. Su Ming had already used his strongest trump card, clearly indicating that he had been pushed to the brink.

No matter how much pressure you put on him, you can't give him any fun in fighting.

After all, he used power that surpassed Su Ming's level, so the battle itself was no longer fair.

The power gap is too large; continuing to fight head-on would only be a waste of time and energy.

It's better to go back to Earth and have a big meal.

That would be even better.

Su Ming also stopped transforming. This battle with Beerus allowed him to completely master the ability to transform, and he used all kinds of power of rules.

The combat technique that combined time and space was also created during the battle.

He can effectively conceal his presence. Although his time manipulation abilities are not powerful enough to control a being like Beerus, he can use them on himself.

By bridging the present and the future, one can instantly possess two identical auras.

In fact, he was no longer in his original position. Using teleportation, he launched his strongest attack at the last moment of the enemy's attack, when the old force had not yet been exhausted and the new force had not yet been generated.

Even the most powerful person can only obediently endure the attack at this moment.

This can be described as a perfect combination of time and space.

"That was a good fight. It gave me a good workout and loosened up my muscles. It wasn't a wasted trip." Beerus didn't hold back his praise. In this battle, Su Ming had held his own against him and had even suppressed him at times.

Moreover, during the battle, his strength was even greater than Su Ming's, which was enough to demonstrate Su Ming's formidable combat skills.

After praising him, Beerus couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems you are truly my destined nemesis. In just a few short years, you have grown to this level. If you were given a few more years, you might be able to force out my 'Ultimate Freedom Technique'."

"Then it will be a truly exhilarating battle. Being so restrained like this ultimately lacks authenticity."

"I'll try."

Su Ming couldn't guarantee that he would be able to catch up with Beerus in a few years.

That guy stands at the pinnacle of the God of Destruction; he's not someone you can easily surpass.

It's hard to believe that Beerus and Champa are brothers.

One is at the bottom among the Gods of Destruction, while the other stands at the top.

It's somewhat unexpected that siblings from the same mother could have such a vast difference in strength.

"Lord Su Ming, congratulations on seeing through the true essence of battle. You can comprehend it on your own even without my reminder."

Sometimes knowing too much can be counterproductive in combat.

Weiss also stepped forward to congratulate him.

Who knows, one day Su Ming might wear the same clothes as him, hold the same scepter, and have the qualifications to cultivate a god of destruction.

Su Ming nodded.

Some things are best understood by oneself; if someone else points them out, the effect won't be as significant.

If Weiss had warned him from the beginning, perhaps he wouldn't have awakened his transformation ability today.

Chapter 232 Time Flies, Son Gohan Arrives

Earth, Western Capital.

After a battle, a sumptuous meal is truly an unparalleled pleasure.

The laughter and chatter lasted for a whole day, and it took several changes of chefs to barely manage the enormous workload.

Beerus and Whis left after their meal. Even though they were craving delicious food, they couldn't forget their mission as Gods of Destruction.

Especially since not long ago, the Omni-King had come to give them a warning.

Prolonged sleep has already delayed the progress of the universe, slowing down its growth.

According to Whis, Goku and Vegeta did not go with them to destroy the realm of gods this time.

They are already at their limit. Despite being full of energy every day and being able to exceed expectations in any task assigned to them, they are still going strong.

However, due to years of continuous high-intensity practice, his inner energy and spirit have never received sufficient rest.

My body had long since reached its limit.

The path of cultivation emphasizes a balance of tension and relaxation. Being too tense will only cause the bowstring to snap completely. Not only will it not achieve twice the result with half the effort, but it will also lead to stagnation or even regression.

That is why these two cultivation fanatics are willing to stay on Earth and rest properly.

Su Ming didn't care about these things. Apart from comprehending the rules of the Great Dao and devouring the stars of the universe, he devoted the rest of his time to his wife and daughter.

Accompany them on their travels, or simply live the life of an ordinary family of three.

I will not miss any of Su Ning's birthdays, school enrollments, or parent-teacher meetings.

Immersed in a blissful life, time flies by, and several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Teacher, teacher's wife, could you make me two sets of Masked Rider outfits? The design should be simple and preferably retractable."

Su Ming looked at Son Gohan and Videl standing in front of him. Compared to a few years ago, they had already grown into adults, handsome and beautiful, and had not gone astray at all.

"The masked superheroes who have been active for the past few years, are you two the only ones?"

Bulma was stunned, taken aback by their words.

In recent years, many things have happened in Xidu, but the most famous of them all is a pair of masked superheroes who have appeared in recent years.

With their superior combat capabilities, they resolved numerous troubles and dangers, earning them widespread popularity and making them the most prominent figures on the front pages of daily newspapers.

She had heard many stories about them, and they were already deeply ingrained in her mind. However, she had never inquired about the true identity of the masked superhero, since it was none of her business.

To her utter surprise, the renowned Masked Rider was someone she knew, and even more unexpectedly, it was Gohan and Videl.

"Hmph..." Son Gohan chuckled and scratched his head. "It was us. We initially intervened because we saw someone robbing someone on our way to school and the hostage was in mortal danger."

And so, they just kept doing it.

He didn't actually want to reveal his identity as the masked superhero to anyone.

If it weren't for his and Bidil's growing fame and increasing public attention, their impromptu costume change would likely have been photographed or seen.

That would be very troublesome, and I don't want to disrupt my peaceful life.

This requires a suit that can be put on in the shortest amount of time and is also portable.

Better at punishing evil and promoting good, and better at concealing one's identity.

Bulma was surprised for a moment, but then she calmed down and naturally agreed to their request.

Are there any dress requirements? Or should we just follow the guidelines in the newspaper?

"Master's wife, could you please design my outfit to be more feminine and more comfortable to wear?"

Bidili spoke.

The battle suits they've worn over the years are just two sets they randomly bought from a store; they serve no other purpose than covering their bodies and faces.

"Okay, I've got it." Bulma smiled gently, still stunningly beautiful, her skin as supple as a young girl's, even better than the young Vidile. Time had left no trace on her at all.

Just like before.

"It's almost lunchtime, so stay for a meal. Your costumes will be almost finished."

Videl and Gohan were stunned. "So fast?!"

Both of them believed that it would take at least two or three days to prepare the combat suit.

How could it be so fast?

"It's not that complicated."

Bulma didn't care at all.