Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, his eyes were fixed on Sun Wukong, showing both shyness and resentment.

Snapped!

Bulma slapped Su Ming's arm and said angrily, "Does it look good?"

She had been holding Su Ming's hand a moment ago, but now she had her arms crossed, glaring at him fiercely, her little mouth pouting angrily.

He had a "I'm jealous" expression on his face.

Su Ming started teasing.

"Not as good as you."

With just three words, Bulma relaxed, her jealousy subtly turning into a smile. "Then why were you watching so intently?"

In all honesty, Su Ming swears to God that he only glanced at it; he was more interested in seeing the seemingly childish yet incredibly happy marriage between Sun Wukong and Chi-Chi.

Seeing that Bulma was still somewhat dissatisfied, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "She is Goku's wife."

"Ah~"

Bulma screamed, her beautiful eyes widening, her cherry lips parting, her face filled with disbelief.

Someone like Wukong can still find a wife, and such a beautiful one at that.

She was skeptical.

"Bulma, what's wrong?"

Master Roshi and Poole also turned their gazes to her, puzzled as to why she was so agitated.

"It's alright, let's watch the game first."

Bulma suppressed her shock and watched the battle that had already begun on the field.

The girl's punches and kicks were swift and relentless, each move pressing forward without any mercy.

She doesn't look like a wife at all; instead, she seems to harbor deep hatred and resentment.

"Xiao Ming, explain yourself clearly, what exactly happened?"

Bulma was eager to know everything; her curiosity as a woman was completely ignited by Su Ming's words.

Su Ming didn't keep them in suspense and leaned close to his ear, "Do you remember when we first searched for the Dragon Balls?"

Bulma nodded.

This was the most precious memory of her life; it was the first time she went on an adventure with Su Ming.

How could I possibly forget?

"When passing by the Bread Mountain, the Bull Demon King had a shy little girl..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bulma realized that there really was such a girl back then, who was very cute and had made a verbal promise with Goku.

"Is this her?"

Bulma couldn't see any trace of her former self, and couldn't connect the sharp-witted girl in front of her with the shy little girl.

"It's her. Although she's grown up, her temperament hasn't changed. That's why I recognized her at a glance."

"So what is she trying to do now?"

"You'll find out after you read it."

Bulma nodded, her eyes gleaming with gossip, clearly intrigued. She didn't want to miss a single scene of something that only happened in novels.

On the stage.

Qiqi talked as she hit.

She was very angry that Sun Wukong had forgotten about her.

Sun Wukong kept asking who she was, but didn't attack directly, instead dodging her attacks.

"If you can beat me, I'll tell you."

Qiqi was furious and wanted to teach her future husband, who had forgotten about her, a lesson.

Little did he know that upon hearing her words, Sun Wukong immediately stopped dodging and gently exhaled.

Bang.

Qiqi, who had been coming on strong, was blasted away by an invisible force and fell off the stage.

Kiki walked back to the edge of the ring. "I am Kiki, the daughter of the Bull Demon King."

Only then did Sun Wukong realize that he actually knew this girl.

At the same time, I also thought of that promise.

"That promise..."

Qiqi looked at Sun Wukong nervously, wondering if he would still keep his promise.

Anyway, ever since that year, she has always had him in her heart.

"Um... I always thought the bride was something to eat."

Sun Wukong scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed.

puff~

Everyone was shocked, and Krillin was particularly upset, saying that such a beautiful young girl had actually met Goku, an emotional idiot.

Su Ming stood below the stage with a big smile on his face. He felt that it was more exciting and dramatic to see it live.

"That……"

Qiqi lowered her eyes, looking sad.

"But since you've agreed, let's get married."

Sun Wukong stepped forward and spoke earnestly.

The two were only a few dozen centimeters apart, and they could hear each other breathing.

Chapter 33 There is always someone stronger than you

The heartwarming moments on the field further boosted the popularity of the martial arts tournament, with everyone applauding and congratulating the couple who had found love through their battles.

There was a lot of laughter.

Su Ming glanced at Piccolo standing on the roof. Because of his Observation Haki, he could clearly sense that Piccolo's heart was not cold when faced with the warmth of humanity; it was warm as well. It was just that Piccolo was naturally proud and kept all of this hidden in his heart.

With everyone's blessings, Sun Wukong and Chi-Chi stepped off the stage.

The remaining battles also ended easily.

Tien Shinhan and Krillin successfully advanced to the semifinals.

The final match of the quarterfinals has begun.

Yamcha vs. Bick.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Piccolo looked at Yamcha, who remained calm and showed no fear whatsoever, unlike what Piccolo had imagined.

Because of the previous battles, everyone had been holding back, afraid of using too much power and affecting the surrounding audience.

This is why, although Piccolo could sense the extraordinary strength of the Z Fighters, he ultimately did not know just how strong they were.

I thought their strength was still at the level it was three years ago.

Over the past three years, he has undergone arduous training, and his strength has far surpassed that of the aging Piccolo Daimaō.

That's why he came to participate in the martial arts tournament, hoping to defeat the strongest group of people first, and then unify the world.

"Hmph, the only reason I spared you back then was because of Su Ming's words. Since you still dare to cause trouble, then I, Yamcha, will personally send you on your way."

Yamcha was bursting with confidence. With the boost from the gravity chamber, his strength was more than ten times stronger than it had been three years ago. He even felt that he could tear the sky apart and crack the earth with his feet if he wanted to.

He even dared to approach and touch Su Ming.

Bick's face turned even greener with anger, and he immediately launched an attack.

The fingertips glow, which is directly a fingertip energy wave.

With an imposing aura, it streaked through the air like a shooting star. Upon seeing this, Yamcha smiled contemptuously, thinking that with such a small amount of magnanimity, he couldn't even tickle Yamcha.

Raise your hand as well.

Bang!

The energy wave struck his palm directly, emitting a brilliant light that illuminated the entire arena.

Bick scoffed, "With this level of skill, you dare to spout nonsense here?"

After the light faded, Yamcha reappeared, still in the raised-hand position; the energy wave from before hadn't even scratched him.

"Not bad, my hands were a little itchy, so this is perfect for a massage."

Yamcha shook his neck, making a few "click" sounds, and slowly walked towards Piccolo.

He wants to play slowly.