Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the wide sea, sparkling like golden fragments, and the turtle master returned to the island.

After putting away his turtle house and turning it into a capsule, he took Zhou Zilong to a wide island connected to the land.

When they came to an open place, he took out a capsule from his pocket and pressed it lightly. The turtle house appeared in front of them again, and then the turtle master said: "Zilong, today's practice is just for you to experience it first. Tomorrow will be a formal practice. You need to get up at 4 o'clock every morning and be ready!"

Zhou Zilong nodded, indicating that he understood. He knew that the road of practice was full of hardships and difficulties, but he was ready to face all challenges.

At four o'clock in the morning, before it was completely bright, the two came to the milk distribution store on the island. In the store, an earthling with a sheep's head and a human body was busy sorting milk. When he saw the turtle master, he immediately handed over two boxes of six bottles of milk and attached a list.

"Teacher Wu Tian, ​​please help me. These fresh milks must be delivered to all the places to be delivered before 7 o'clock in the morning," said the clerk with a sheep's head and a human body, with a bit of respect in his tone.

Turtle Hermit took the list, glanced at the address on it, nodded and said, "Okay, I know!"

Seeing that Turtle Hermit was going to deliver by running, the clerk with a sheep's head and a human body couldn't help but feel a little confused. He couldn't help but ask, "Teacher Wu Tian, ​​don't you use a helicopter to deliver? Will it be too late if you run over like this?"

Turtle Hermit heard this and replied, "No, I am practicing with my disciples. Don't worry, it will be delivered on time!"

After that, Turtle Hermit and Zhou Zilong walked out of the delivery store and started their delivery journey. Along the way, Turtle Hermit took Zhou Zilong across the open plains, sometimes running and sometimes jumping. Although Zhou Zilong was a little tired, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat when he saw Turtle Hermit's relaxed figure.

Soon the two came to a forest. There were two rows of trees in the woods, forming a long and narrow passage. After Turtle Hermit demonstrated how to run around the trees, he said to Zhou Zilong: "Zilong, you hold the milk box and run out of the woods around these trees according to the movements I just demonstrated. Remember, don't be lazy, and go all out!"

Zhou Zilong took a deep breath and picked up the milk box. He knew that this training task was more difficult than running and jumping on the plain just now, but he did not back down. He followed Turtle Hermit's demonstration and started running around the trees.

The light in the woods was dim and the gaps between the trees were narrow, which caused great obstacles to Zhou Zilong's running. He had to pay attention to the road under his feet and the surrounding trees at all times to avoid bumping into or falling. At the same time, he had to keep the milk box stable and prevent the milk from spilling out.

In the first few laps, Zhou Zilong could barely cope with it. But as time went on, his physical strength gradually depleted, his steps began to become heavy, and his breathing became rapid. He felt as if he was being pressed by a mountain and couldn't breathe.

However, Zhou Zilong knew that martial arts practice was not only a training of strength, but also a sharpening of will. He gritted his teeth and continued to run forward.

In this way, Zhou Zilong insisted on running in the woods, his sweat soaked his clothes, but he did not stop. His eyes were full of determination and perseverance, as if nothing could stop his pace.

Finally, after a long run, Zhou Zilong finally ran out of the woods. He put down the milk box, sat on the ground and gasped heavily. His face was filled with a smile of satisfaction and pride, because he knew that he had completed a difficult task.

Turtle Immortal walked to Zhou Zilong, looked at his sweaty appearance, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Zilong, you did a good job. Although today's training was difficult, you have successfully overcome the difficulties. Remember this feeling, it will become a precious asset in your future martial arts practice"

After delivering the milk, Zhou Zilong and Turtle Immortal returned to Turtle Immortal House together and enjoyed a simple and delicious breakfast.

After the meal, Master Kame took Zhou Zilong to a big tree. Master Kame took out a blackboard from his backpack and nailed it firmly to the tree trunk.

"Martial arts is not just a contest of fists and feet, but also a contest of mind." Master Kame stroked his beard and said earnestly, "If you only exercise your body but not your brain, you can't be considered a true martial artist. From today on, this time every day until lunch is the time for reading. We will use it to study!"

Zhou Zilong nodded. He knew that in this world,In the martial arts world, whether it is a powerful enemy or an unknown challenge, you need to have enough wisdom and courage to face it. So he sat down and listened carefully to Master Kame's talk about the spirit and philosophy of martial arts.

"Martial arts is a process of pursuing self-improvement," Master Kame began to explain, "It is not only to defeat the enemy, but also to overcome the fear and desire in your heart. A true martial artist should have firm beliefs, unyielding will and broad mind!"

Zhou Zilong listened carefully, and he engraved these words deeply in his heart. He knew that if he wanted to gain a foothold in this world, he must constantly improve his strength and wisdom.

Soon the time came to 11:30, it was time for lunch. After lunch, it was 12:30 at noon. At this moment, it was noon, the sun shone under the shade of the trees, forming a piece of coolness. Master Kame took Zhou Zilong to lie leisurely on the hammock, preparing for a lunch break.

"It's nap time before 1:30 p.m. Practice diligently, read well, eat a full meal, and then take an afternoon nap. This is our martial arts practice," said Master Turtle, lying lazily on the hammock with his eyes closed.

Zhou Zilong lay next to Master Turtle, and his voice sounded in Zhou Zilong's ears with a unique sense of rhythm. Zhou Zilong began to close his eyes and enter the state of lunch break.

1:30 p.m. is the busiest time on the construction site. The workers are busy, carrying building materials, hammering bricks and stones, and the roar of machines and people's conversations interweave into a symphony of labor.

Master Turtle brought Zhou Zilong to this busy construction site. His eyes swept over every worker present, and finally fell on a construction site in the distance, where several workers were working together to carry a huge stone slab. The dust on the stone slab was flying in the sun, which seemed extremely heavy.

"Zilung, look," Hermit Roshi pointed at the workers and said, "This is the training we are going to do today. We are not going to use our fists or feet, but our shoulders and hands to carry the weights that you think you can't bear. This will make you sweat and strengthen your muscles!"