Dragon Ball: I'm invincible with twelve talismans at the start!

Bick squinted.

"He gave me the feeling that he had turned into a stone, a tree, or... the air itself."

"I've felt this feeling a little bit on the old god, but the feeling on Wu Xiu is countless times stronger."

"What does that mean?"

Klin didn't understand.

Bick shook his head and did not answer.

But he already had a startling guess in his mind.

"Could it be... that this guy is engaged in some kind of cultivation that we can't understand, even when he's sleeping?"

"monster……"

……

Silent all night.

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the living room, Sun Wuxiu slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes changed.

Those once dark and deep eyes had become incredibly clear, like the eyes of a newborn baby, without a trace of impurity.

He sat up and stretched.

"Click."

The bones made a cracking sound.

"This feeling..."

Sun Wuxiu clenched his fist.

There was no sense of overwhelming power.

Instead, he felt empty inside, as if all the energy had vanished.

But he knew that the breath was still there.

However, they no longer surge wildly through the meridians as before, but instead lie dormant in every cell and even deep within the soul.

If he wants to.

"Om."

A pale blue, mist-like flame ignited at his fingertips.

There was no heat, no oppressive feeling, and not even the air was distorted.

But Sun Wuxiu knew that the energy contained in this small ball of flame had completely surpassed his own from yesterday in terms of its "quality".

"The divine energy... I've entered the first stage."

Sun Wuxiu smiled faintly.

"Thanks to the guidance of the spirit of the Sheep Charm."

"Although the divine power within my body is still very weak, only about 1% of the total energy has been converted into divine power."

"But once you get started, the rest is just a long, slow process."

"Combined with the soul cultivation method of the Sheep Talisman, plus the physical adaptation at full power of Super 2..."

Sun Wuxiu stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the rising sun outside.

"Super Saiyan Blue... or even a higher level..."

“I can already see the road.”

Just then.

"Wow ah ah-"

The sound of little Bra crying came from the bedroom.

The divinity in Sun Wuxiu's eyes vanished instantly, and he reverted to his doting, silly father mode.

"Oh! He's here! Dad's here!"

"Are you hungry? Or did you wet your pants?"

"Bulma, you can keep sleeping! I'll change your diaper!"

Watching that flustered figure rush into the bedroom.

Who would have thought that this man, who was changing his daughter's diaper, had just crossed the insurmountable chasm between mortals and gods?

And this is just the beginning.

There is still a year and a half until the arrival of androids.

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May 12, 767 AD.

The early summer sun was warm but not glaring, shining through the thin gauze curtains onto the spacious and luxurious master bedroom balcony on the top floor of the capsule company.

A gentle breeze carried the faint fragrance of flowers from the distant garden and the salty, damp scent of the sea.

On a huge white recliner, Son Goshu lay half-reclined, holding the sleeping Bulma in his arms.

In Bulma's arms lay a tiny, exquisitely beautiful baby—one-and-a-half-year-old Sunbula.

The mother and daughter nestled in this broad and warm embrace, their breathing steady and long, with reassuring smiles on their lips.

For them, this embrace is the safest harbor in the world, enough to withstand any storm.

Sun Wuxiu did not sleep.

He gently patted his daughter's back with one hand, while resting the other behind her head. His deep, star-like eyes gazed quietly at the azure sky, a hint of deep doubt in them.

"Nothing happened..."

Sun Wuxiu muttered to himself.

According to Trunks' prophecy three years ago, in that hopeless future where he exists...

About a year ago, around the year 766, he and Bulma encountered a mysterious "disappearance".

No one knows where they went; it's as if they vanished into thin air.

This directly led to Earth's instant collapse after losing its strongest fighting force when the androids later ran rampant.

Throughout the past year, although Sun Wuxiu appeared calm and collected on the surface, he actually maintained the highest level of vigilance deep down.

but.

A year has passed.

Calm and calm.

There were no mysterious enemies, no spatial rifts, and not even a thief had ever visited.

He and Bulma continued their shameless and happy life, and their lovely daughter grew up healthy.

"Could it be that my strength has increased too quickly, causing the culprit who caused that 'disappearance incident' to dare to show up?"

"Or is it that Trunks' arrival caused the butterfly effect to completely change the course of history, and the event itself was erased?"

Sun Wuxiu pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore."

"Anyway, no matter what kind of monsters or demons they are, as long as they dare to come, we'll just smash them to pieces."

He snapped out of his thoughts and began to examine his current physical condition.

After three years of accumulation, especially under the dual guidance of the "Divine Power Cultivation Method" and the "Full Power Concept",

His strength had reached a level that even he himself found somewhat unbelievable.

"System panel... Oh no, I forgot I don't have a system, so I'll estimate it myself."

Sun Wuxiu closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the vast and boundless sea of ​​qi within his body.

[Basic combat strength under normal circumstances: 2 million]

At the end of Namek, his normal body weight was around 25 million.

During these three years, he did not push his body to its limits like Vegeta did. Instead, he used the Tiger Talisman to regulate Yin and Yang and combined it with the gravity chamber for high-quality training in an extremely scientific way.

In addition, there are occasional sparring sessions with Wukong (smashing weaker opponents), and the benefits of cultivating divine power to nourish the body.

His basic combat strength has steadily increased to the terrifying level of 200 million.

It's worth noting that in the original work, Cell's power level in his perfect form was only around a few billion.

Sun Wukong's current state, even in his normal state, has already surpassed Goku's Super Saiyan form's 1.5 million power level in the original work!

"Next is the transformation amplification."

Chapter 92 Z Fighters Assemble

Sun Wuxiu had a sudden thought.

The S cells in his body instantly became active, but he did not let the energy leak out; instead, he perfectly locked it inside his body.

Super Saiyan 2.

This form, which he conquered shortly after Namek, has now been trained to its ultimate state of [Full Power].

The so-called full power means that even when he transforms, his aura will not be wasted in the slightest. In fact, unless he deliberately releases it, outsiders will not be able to sense that he is transforming.

The increase of over 2 is 100 times the normal level.

That is:

[200 million (normal) x 100 = 2 billion]

Two hundred billion combat power.