Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

The next moment, the figure disappeared from the room.

desert.

"According to my aunt, my uncle is still on Earth at this time. We need to act quickly. I don't know if he is as powerful as the legends say."

The blue-haired boy with the sword muttered something and was about to take flight when someone suddenly spoke behind him—"Who are you?"

How can it be?

Someone touched him from behind, but he was completely unaware.

Having fought for so many years, he had long since developed fighting habits, and even those two demons would never be able to sneak up behind him silently.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

The boy's movements were unaffected. He suddenly turned around, and the sword was drawn instinctively. He swung it out, and the whole set of movements was smooth and fluid, as if it had become muscle memory.

Nice response.

Dang~

Su Ming raised his hand, flicked his finger, and his fingertip precisely struck the sword, knocking the boy back. He then asked again:

Tell me, who are you?

The exchange happened in an instant. The boy was knocked back, his hand holding the sword trembling, his thumb still numb from the impact. He also saw the face of the person behind him clearly.

My heart was shocked.

uncle?

How did he end up here? He's only been in this world for less than three minutes.

Is my uncle, who is not a Saiyan but an Earthling, really as powerful as the legends say?

How did you end up here?

know me?

With just one sentence, Su Ming understood that he still existed in that despairing universe.

But since he's still here, how could he possibly go back to the past? There's no reason for it.

It can't be that he lost to the androids.

That would be outrageous.

"I sensed an unfamiliar aura from you, so I came," Su Ming replied. "Now it's your turn. Who are you?"

Chapter 80 The Vanished, Heading to the Future

Su Ming frowned.

She glanced at him unconsciously, her mind wandering.

Trunks felt Su Ming's gaze upon him, and his tailbone went numb, his body went limp, as if a pair of large hands were enveloping him.

One look, just one look, and he was completely disarmed.

The legend was indeed true; my uncle is terrifyingly strong.

"My name is Trunks, and I come from the future."

Since that's the case, he doesn't need to bother looking for Su Ming, and the whole process will be much smoother.

Su Ming nodded.

Trunks looked at Su Ming, who remained calm and composed, and subconsciously asked:

"Aren't you surprised? Or do you think I'm making this up?"

“No, I believe you completely,” Su Ming continued. “But who are you? Why are you here? What happened in the future?”

"Actually, I am the son of Tais and Vegeta."

Tais and Vegeta?

Su Ming was surprised; how did these two get together?

While Tais is still in space, how did she end up with Vegeta and have a son?

Incredible.

Trunks looked at the surprised Su Ming and couldn't help but think that his aunt really knew his uncle well.

Even the surprised expression was imitated so perfectly.

"Indeed, something big happened in the future. Three years from now, two demons will appear and slaughter humans on a large scale. They will be accompanied by killing, and the whole world will be plunged into wailing."

Everyone else died in battle; only I survived.

That's why my aunt developed a time machine and sent me back.

Su Ming was taken aback. "I lost too?"

Trunks shook his head. "No, I haven't actually seen you in the future. I've only seen my aunt holding your photo many times and heard too many legends about you."

Two years later, before those two demons appeared, you disappeared. No one knew where you went, and even making a wish with the Dragon Balls couldn't find a trace of you.

My aunt searched frantically for a long time, researching many technologies, but she could never find any trace of you.

This is another reason I came back: to tell you what will happen two years from now.

I disappeared?

Su Ming couldn't understand why he would disappear two years later without leaving any information. In any case, if he were to travel far away, he would definitely tell Bulma where he was going and how long he would be gone.

They will never leave not a single word behind.

It's a very unusual thing.

"okay, I get it.

"But I wasn't there. Did Wukong lose too?"

"Yes, those two demons are very powerful. They are no match for Mr. Wukong in a one-on-one fight. But even two fists can't fight four hands, and the two are extremely cunning."

Mr. Wukong also perished in their sneak attack.

"Besides these, is there anything else you want to say?"

"Could you please ask Uncle to fight me with all his might, so I can see just how strong this legend, praised by everyone, really is?"

Trunks was full of fighting spirit. The brief exchange just now had indeed suppressed him, but he had not yet transformed into a Super Saiyan.

They never showed their true strength.

All-out effort?

Su Ming glanced at Trunks' small frame. If Trunks used his full strength, he would probably be sent to his grave with a single punch.

A thought came to my mind.

Blue and white divine power surged from his body, directly covering Trunks and suppressing his movements.

Can't move.

Trunks struggled, trying his best to break free of his body with his breath, but no matter how hard he tried, his breath could not break through that small barrier. Under the suppression of this force, he was unable to move.

"If you can break free from my restraints, then we can talk about a full-scale battle."

Most importantly, even now, despite Su Ming using his power, he still cannot detect the slightest trace of his aura.

Saiyans are the strongest!

Trunks roared inwardly, refusing to believe that any human could surpass a Super Saiyan.

"Ha~"

Trunks gave a low shout, and the pure white flames suppressed within him roared wildly in his anger, his aura surging, his body trembling involuntarily, and his veins bulging as he exerted himself.

As he exerted his strength, a golden light seemed to emanate from his body, and his hair shifted between blue and gold.

Until his breath reached its limit—BOOM!

"Let me... open it!"

With his hair turning golden, Trunks transformed into a Super Saiyan, his face radiating confidence, displaying the arrogance and unbridled nature unique to Saiyans.

开？

Open a ghost.

Su Ming's aura remained unchanged as he quietly stared at Trunks, whose power was so weak that it was even weaker than that of Goku, who had first transformed into a Super Saiyan on Namek a little over a year ago.

I really don't know how he trained in the future; even a Super Saiyan only has this much power.

After a struggle and an expansion of energy, Trunks realized helplessly that he was completely unable to shake the power covering him.

Throughout the entire process, Su Ming crossed his arms and watched him with a smile on his face.

The Super Saiyan, who was so proud of himself, was no different from his normal state in front of Su Ming. His once proud blond hair turned back to blue and drooped down, looking very dejected.

However, with such strength, those two demons are indeed nothing.

"Mr. Su Ming, please enlighten me."