Realms: Only I Traverse Through the Anime Multiverse

"How is it, have you memorized all the information?"

After a while, the middle-aged monk asked, seeing that the players of the preliminaries had arrived one after another and the preliminaries were about to begin.

"I have some general impressions."

The host covered the last page of information, yawned, rubbed his tearful eyes, nodded and said:

"When I go on stage later, don't forget to give me the detailed information of the two players on the field."

"Definitely." The middle-aged monk nodded with satisfaction.

The one-stop format of the martial arts competition, where players can directly register and start the competition, definitely has its disadvantages.

For example, the ability to collect player information of the martial arts temple is very high.

At the same time, the host's short-term memory is very high.

Even if the host usually has a good idea of ​​the information of many well-known martial arts masters, he still needs to memorize the names and basic information of more than half of the warriors at once, which is very tiring.

Other information can be prepared in advance, but most of the information of some players who register at the last minute cannot be prepared in advance. After reading it all at once, the host breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting on sunglasses, he looked up and saw several familiar faces in front of the ring.

It was the group of Sun Wukong who performed exceptionally well in the last session.

Next to Wukong, a girl who should be called Bulma seemed to be pointing at Sun Wukong's nose and cursing, but a closer look showed that Bulma's face was full of helplessness, and Sun Wukong blinked his eyes and seemed not to hear anything.

The host walked over with a smile.

"Hello~~ Sun Wukong, Krillin, Yamcha, and..."

The host glanced at the careless Du Ming who had become Wulong, and smiled: "And Du Ming, who is participating for the first time, and everyone... Hello!"

He liked Sun Wukong's group very much, they were always lively and interesting.

"You are..." Krillin recognized them first, "You were the host of the last martial arts competition!"

"It's me this time~~"

The host's eyes focused on "Du Ming" for a while longer.

(It feels different from Sun Wukong and Krillin, they don't look very strong...)

He thought to himself and smiled:

"I am very optimistic about you. You all made it to the top eight last time, especially Sun Wukong's performance was really wonderful!"

"Hehe~~Thank you!"

Wukong scratched the back of his head with his right hand, a little embarrassed, his mouth wide open, his eyes narrowed into a slit like a crescent moon, and he smiled happily.

The host nodded and smiled. This simple and sunny smile is a pleasure to see every time.

"It seems that the four contestants of your competition have arrived. I won't disturb you for now..."

Wukong raised his head and looked around in confusion, counting on his fingers and said:

"Wukong, Krillin, Yamcha... and Du Ming are not here!"

Krillin, Yamcha, Oolong, Poole, and Bulma were all tense and their eyes jumped.

"Ah?" The host was confused, looking at the "Du Ming" that Wu Long had transformed into, "Isn't contestant Du Ming here..."

"Hahaha, no! Du Ming is outside... um~~"

Halfway through, Krillin hurried over to cover Goku's mouth.

Goku didn't resist, and looked at Krillin with puzzled eyes.

Host: "What, what are you doing...?"

Bulma also flashed over quickly, blocking Goku and the host, and laughed awkwardly: "Ahahaha, haha, sorry, Goku seems to be confused from practicing, and didn't even notice Du Ming here~~"

"Is, is that so?"

"That's right!" "Du Ming" - Wu Long also threw it over in a panic, "Look at me, Du Ming is here! Am I still a fake? Okay, okay, you're busy, right? Go and do your own thing!!"

"Uh... Is contestant Sun Wukong healthy?" The host was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on.

"No problem!" Bulma raised her right hand, the back of her hand facing outward, and urged like she was shooing away flies: "Go on, go on, the game is about to start!"

"Well... okay."

The host scratched his head, turned around and walked away, walked a few steps, looked back again, and then left in confusion.

"Huh~~ I was scared to death, Goku really can't lie at all, and he almost got caught." Bulma sighed and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Krillin also let go of the hand covering Goku's mouth, and said helplessly: "Who knows if someone will suddenly ask if we are all here..."

Yamcha frowned and said: "The preliminaries are about to start, and Wu Long can pretend to register, but if the game starts, we can't let Wu Long..."

Wu Long's face changed, and he waved his hand and said: "I said it! I will never go to the ring for Du Ming!"

Bulma hugged her chest and complained: "Why is Du Ming so slow, he hasn't come yet..."

Goku blinked.

"Du Ming is nearby~~"

"What! Nearby?" Bulma was startled, stood on tiptoe, and looked around quickly.

Yamcha looked around and said strangely: "I don't think I saw Du Ming, Goku, did you see Du Ming?"

Krillin patted Goku's shoulder with a silly smile, and laughed: "Goku, if you had seen Du Ming earlier, you would have said it. You just said that Du Ming was not here..."

"Du Ming is not here!" Goku said honestly again.

"Ah?" Krillin was confused. "Goku, why do you say Du Ming is here and then say Du Ming is not here..."

"Yes!" Yamcha also frowned and asked, "Goku, did you see Du Ming?"

"No~~"

Goku laughed and scratched the back of his head.

Krillin and Yamcha thought that Goku was really confused in his practice and even forgot what he said, but they saw a smile full of fighting spirit on the corner of Goku's mouth.

"Du Ming is indeed not here, but I can feel his aura nearby, outside the venue!"

"Outside? Where?" Bulma's eyes lit up, and she asked quickly after retracting her gaze.

Goku shook his head.

"I only know that Du Ming is nearby... If it weren't for the slight aura he just revealed, I wouldn't have sensed it."

Goku's eyes were full of fighting spirit, his fists were clenched, and his face was full of excitement, "It seems that I am still inferior to Du Ming in the control of aura!"

Krillin and Yamcha looked at each other.

"Krillin, did you sense Du Ming's aura?"

"..."Krillin shook his head helplessly.

"Really not?"

"Really not!" Krillin rolled his eyes.

"It seems that this martial arts competition will be very exciting... Hehe, hehe, hehe..." Yamcha said with a cold sweat and a dry laugh.

"Really!"

Bulma stamped her feet unhappily, "You are here, but you don't come to see me, hum, Du Ming, this bastard!"

...

The preliminaries of the martial arts competition are about to begin.

"Ah~~"

On the top of the martial arts hall, Du Ming stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the tourists around him.

Suddenly he sneezed out of thin air.

"Oh?" Du Ming raised his mouth and said to himself confidently: "It seems that my wives are thinking about me~~"

The building of the martial arts hall is about three or four stories high, not very high.

But Du Ming stood on the top like this, and few people noticed his existence.

Well, it's not accurate to say so.

There were still many tourists taking photos, and those who looked up saw Du Ming.

But when they saw Du Ming standing on the top of the spire, they acted as if they saw someone walking on flat ground, and they didn't show any surprise at all.

And a few powerful warriors also thought that Du Ming was just showing off, so they didn't pay much attention.