Realms: Only I Traverse Through the Anime Multiverse

The No. 1 Martial Arts Tournament is an important event on Babaia Island, but it is not the only event.

Babaia Island is in the busiest season of the year and the most suitable season for fun. The whole island is filled with an active and lively atmosphere.

The soft beach is white and delicate.

On the beach, colorful parasols and bamboo stalls are scattered all over the place. Tourists are enjoying a rare holiday under the sun. The sound of beach volleyball and the noisy laughter of little kids are heard one after another.

For these little kids, holidays are the most important thing. As for the fighting of martial artists.

Not all of them are interested.

Du Ming stood on the roof, wearing a set of clothes that are very suitable for playing on the beach.

Over the loose white sleeveless vest, an open blue floral shirt is casually put on, embellished with the white coconut tree pattern of Babaia Island. The shirt sways slightly in the wind, and you can see a few tropical green leaves interspersed from time to time.

Underneath are wide quick-drying beach shorts with the same blue base. The wave print on the trouser legs extends to the shirt, which looks very layered.

On his feet, the dark brown slippers touched the tip of the building, which did not cause any discomfort to Du Ming.

Looking to the left and right.

The Budo Temple was just like a dividing line.

Not far to the right was the beach coast, and to the left were modern high-rise buildings and orderly traffic.

Du Ming looked down, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It was nothing else, but mainly to let people who occasionally noticed him see his clothes.

"Hehe, I have to let more people see this outfit that Sanye's wife bought for me, hehe~~"

Du Ming smiled proudly again and again.

The clothes he was wearing were bought for him by Sanye when he left Xidu, and then he changed them for him one by one.

The purpose of Du Ming standing here was not to show off himself, but to show off the clothes that Sanye's wife bought for him.

However, he accidentally found something interesting.

The ordinary people, tourists, and warriors below had a bit of "indifferent" reaction to his standing here.

"Imitate the state of Popo's Qi, make my own Qi as calm as the sky, and even change others' perception of me... huh..."

In the Temple of Heaven, what Du Ming was most interested in about Popo was Popo's skills in the original plot.

Qi is as calm as a heartless mind, and can sense nothing.

Quiet as the sky, and faster than lightning.

During the time fighting with Popo, Du Ming was most interested in this and studied it for the longest time.

It was so long that Popo thought Du Ming had learned a lot, and Du Ming was still studying. Even Popo was amazed at Du Ming's eagerness to learn.

But Du Ming still felt that it was not enough.

He believed that the fighting method taught by Popo had a certain origin with the very powerful Ultra Instinct in the later period of Dragon Ball.

The fighting method taught by Popo emphasizes the instinct of the body.

To make your own Qi disappear, do not judge by the direction of the opponent's Qi, but use your own body to feel the opponent, let the body instinctively avoid the attack, let your body move by itself, and attack the opponent.

The same is true for Ultra Instinct.

Ultra Instinct emphasizes indulging one's body, allowing every part of the body to judge and fight on its own.

The logic of the two can be said to be similar.

It is even possible that they are originally of the same lineage.

"My fighting instinct is still not as good as Goku~~"

Du Ming shook his head slightly.

Whether it is Popo's unintentional fighting skill or Whis's Ultra Instinct.

They both require a body that fights as if it is instinctive.

Breaking it down, what is needed is enough and rich enough battles, fighting instincts that transcend intuition, physical intuition that transcends intuition... and so on.

Goku's experience, body, and intuition in fighting are completely superior to Du Ming.

"After all, Goku is better than me in giving up thinking~~"

Du Ming complained.

But Du Ming actually knows very well that this kind of fighting skill is not as simple as giving up thinking.

Otherwise, in the original plot, Popo would not have specifically said "not thinking about nothing", but "real unintentional".

"Okay, it's almost time to go on stage and show the opponent what a master looks like."

Du Ming's figure flashed and disappeared from the roof. The next second, he walked into the venue of the preliminaries - the martial arts hall with a happy step.

The set of clothes that Sanye bought for Du Ming has been put into Du Ming's pocket space.

He is now wearing the new gravity Kame-senryu uniform that Bulma recently brought him. The gravity multiple has reached 4 times.

It is the same as the multiple of the uniform that Goku is wearing now.

Similarly, the suppression of the body by this gravity suit is secondary, and the suppression of the Qi is the most important, which is particularly obvious.

A warrior who can control his own Qi a little bit can't move at all under this heavy pressure.

Even Du Ming and Goku, under this restraint, their strength is also greatly affected.

Not to mention others, if the two met Tien Shinhan or Muten teacher, they might not win under the restraint.

Du Ming was thinking about whether to go and say hello to his companions, when he saw Bulma's angry face from a distance.

From a distance, he heard her cursing: "Du Ming", "bastard", "I'll make you suffer" and other words.

Du Ming paused, turned around naturally, and walked towards his own ring.

"Wait until the preliminaries are over, and then let Bulma vent her anger on me."

Du Ming glanced at the No. 6 ring and sensed the aura of a familiar person in the crowd - Wu Long.

Beside the ring, Wu Long, who had turned into Du Ming, looked around anxiously, holding a number plate in his hand, and sweat on his forehead.

A large group of warriors and spectators had already gathered around the ring, and Wu Long would definitely not be able to find him.

Easily passing through the airtight wall of people, Du Ming came behind Wu Long and tapped him on the shoulder.

"I don't want to go on stage!!" Wu Long trembled and wailed.

Wu Long thought it was his turn to go on stage, and someone came to urge him.

"It's me~~" Du Ming laughed.

Wu Long quickly turned his head and saw Du Ming, his face relaxed.

"Yes, it's Du Ming! I thought it was my turn... ah, no... it's your turn."

Puff~~

A burst of white smoke rose, and the "Du Ming" in front of Du Ming turned back into a pig.

"Haha, thank you~ I'll treat you to a good meal later."

Du Ming smiled, looked at the ring and asked, "What number am I?"

Wu Long glanced at the number plate on his body again, handed it to Du Ming, and said:

"Du Ming, you are contestant No. 69, but your luck is not very good, there is Yamcha in this group... Go up and let Yamcha let you lose a little, so that you lose more beautifully."

Wu Long had not seen Du Ming's strength, nor had he heard what Krillin and Yamcha had said before.

Du Ming glanced at the opposite side of the ring.

Just then, he saw Yamcha squeeze in from the back of the crowd and stood on the ring.

Du Ming smiled and said, "Well, it seems that Yamcha's luck is not very good."

Wu Long: "?"