Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

Su Ming sensed the weakening of Wukong's power, but of course he wouldn't naively assume that Wukong had exhausted himself. While moved, he also used this opportunity to hone his power of stars and divine power.

Even though Sun Wukong had weakened his power, he still put immense pressure on Su Ming, suppressing his aura to its limit.

Neither the power of the stars nor the power of the gods yielded to the other; even when guided by the Transformation Realm, they still stimulated each other.

Every punch he throws injures himself before he can injure the enemy.

The pain made Su Ming's consciousness clearer and his fighting spirit soared. After hundreds of moves, the two forces actually showed a slight tendency to merge under the continuous promotion.

Until their strength is exhausted.

The battle, intended to be won, ended up being nothing more than a sparring match.

"Wukong, you are really strong now. Even if I fight with all my might, I am no match for you."

Su Ming swallowed the Senzu Bean and changed into clean, tidy clothes, looking at Goku who was only slightly out of breath.

No wonder he honed his skills in Heaven for over a decade; not only his combat prowess but also his endurance far surpassed his.

"I never imagined that my elder brother already possessed such terrifying strength more than a decade ago. Looking back now, I realize how presumptuous I was back then."

Sun Wukong knew that Su Ming did not have more than ten years of cultivation like him.

In the actual timeline, the creation of artificial humans had not yet occurred; the victory was entirely due to the help of time.

"With you in my future, I feel at ease."

Whatever happens, you can easily handle it with your current abilities.

Sun Wukong nodded; he would not lose again.

After chatting for a while, Su Ming and Sun Wukong each left, as they both needed company.

"came back."

Bulma and the others on the lawn, their pupils contracted.

I changed my clothes.

Naturally, one understands the information contained within.

"Did you win?"

"A crushing defeat. Goku is far superior to me."

Su Ming is a proud person and would not lie in front of his lover to save face.

Yes it is, no it is not.

"It's okay. After you train for a few more years, you'll definitely be able to catch up again. I believe in you." Bulma took two steps forward, leaned into his arms, wrapped her small hands around his waist, and said comfortingly.

"Of course, I will win it back."

Su Ming spoke with confidence, saying that he had already grasped the key to fusing divine power and stellar power in that battle.

Once the two forces merge, his strength will undergo a dramatic transformation.

After that, Su Ming didn't cultivate much and spent all his time with Bulma.

Shopping, sightseeing, enjoying delicious food...

Bulma wanted to make up for the years of lost companionship all at once, in one night.

Three months later.

Bulma gently pushed Su Ming onto the lawn, took out the time machine, and since the world was at peace, the fuel for traveling between worlds was naturally not in short supply.

"Alright, you can go back now. The past me is also waiting for you."

Bulma pretended to be strong.

Seemingly carefree, but actually with her hands tightly intertwined behind her back, her neatly trimmed nails digging into her flesh.

Suppress the urge to cry with pain.

She couldn't be so selfish; she needed Su Ming more in the past, and he would definitely be able to live a happy life.

Knowing what Bulma was thinking, Su Ming did not leave immediately. He pulled her into his arms, gently separated her slender hands from behind, and held them in his palm.

"I will definitely come back, believe me,"

As Bulma listened to Su Ming's gentle and comforting words, even the strongest woman softened at this moment, and tears streamed down her face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

She really wanted him to stay with her until the moment of his death.

But she can't.

In their final kiss, Bulma finally saw Su Ming off.

Her face was streaked with tears, but a smile played on her lips.

Xiaoming said he would come back, and he definitely will.

……

"How boring, when will Xiaoming come back?"

Bulma sat under the parasol, her fingers gripping the spoon, unconsciously stirring the coffee on the table.

huh~

Upon hearing the sound, Bulma suddenly ran out from under the parasol. Looking at the time machine that had suddenly appeared in the sky, her boredom vanished, and she watched with anticipation as the time machine descended.

Finally home.

Su Ming stepped out of the cockpit, and before he even landed on the ground, he smelled a fragrant breeze, and suddenly there was someone in his arms.

"Xiao Ming, you've been gone for so long, I'm so bored."

Su Ming was taken aback.

How long? Does this mean that the passage of time between the past and the future is not synchronized?

Three months have passed in the future; has it been even longer now?

How long have I been walking?

Bulma lifted her head from his arms and said seriously, "A full month and a half."

"Ah~"

Su Ming was shocked.

The ratio of time passing between the present and the future is 1:2.

"Do you think it's been long? Have you been having so much fun with your future self that you've forgotten that you had a sweet and understanding wife waiting for you in the past?"

Bulma's eyes turned dangerous, and her fingertips moved to Su Ming's waist.

If he is not careful, he will suffer a torment.

"That's not the case. I'm just surprised that the flow of time is different in the present and the future. Actually, I spent three months in the future."

Su Ming had no intention of hiding this from the public.

"What?!" Bulma exclaimed angrily. "Tell me, what have you been doing in the future?"

"The sun is too strong. Sit down first, and I'll tell you the story slowly."

Su Ming helped Bulma to the parasol, and the two sat on the same chair.

Bulma hooked one arm around his neck, while the other hand hovered around his waist, her expression full of threat.

"The thing is..."

Su Ming spent a few minutes explaining the matter clearly and thoroughly.

Bulma was a sensitive person, and upon hearing his story, she burst into tears, her hands pounding against his chest.

"You naughty Xiaoming, you made me wait for so long."

After crying for a while.

Bulma shoved him, "Go back quickly. I'm sure I'll be crying my eyes out in the future too, not wanting you to leave."

Both of them are themselves, and Bulma can personally experience the pain and torment.

Su Ming couldn't even bear to leave for a month and a half, let alone for more than ten years, and there was always the threat of death.

Bulma had no idea how she managed to persevere in the future.

Su Ming hugged her. "Even if we want to go back, we're out of fuel now. We need to prepare the fuel before the time machine can be started."

Bulma's eyes suddenly lit up. She pushed Su Ming aside and stood in front of the time machine, her eyes shining.

The time machine has a level of technology that is difficult to reach now. If we can understand it, it will definitely improve our research capabilities.

Chapter 89 Understanding Oneself, Summoning the Z Fighters

Western capital.

Su Ming sat cross-legged in the courtyard, introspectively examining his own body and carefully studying his physical strength, while also contemplating the path of cultivation to come.

During his battle with Wukong, in a moment of desperation, he used his Transformation Realm to simultaneously wield divine power and stellar power, unexpectedly creating a fusion between the two.

This was the first time I had ever experienced how "Chinese martial arts" could influence and control these two forces, but it wasn't anything special.