Realms: Only I Traverse Through the Anime Multiverse

Wukong was still in a mess and motionless in the last second, but after eating the Senzu Bean, he immediately jumped up in the next second, full of energy.

"Hahaha, I lost!" Scratching the back of his head, Wukong laughed, "I should have died."

In contrast, thinking of saving as many Senzu Beans as possible, Du Ming did not eat the Senzu Beans, and looked much more embarrassed.

He stood staggeringly, his clothes were tattered, his arms were still trembling due to excessive use of strength, the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth had not dried, and his face was pale.

His body was covered with wounds and bruises, and his hands were hanging down.

Du Ming's fingers moved slightly, and after relaxing, he even had difficulty in raising his arms.

"It's just a fatal injury, just a Senzu Bean." Du Ming laughed.

Wukong shook his hand, still a little surprised, "It's worthy of the Senzu Bean. Such a serious injury has recovered all of a sudden... and I, I feel like I have become stronger!"

Du Ming was stunned, and then speechless.

Saiyan physique, right? Resurrection from near death will make you stronger and improve your combat effectiveness.

"It seems that my Qi Yuan Zhan· Modified· Drill Storm Handheld Speed· Goku Special Attack Version is quite effective." Du Ming said with satisfaction.

"... Du Ming, what did you say?" Goku tilted his head, not hearing clearly, not understanding.

"Two contestants!" The host's voice came from above the pit, shouting loudly: "Sun Wukong and Du Ming, if you are seriously injured, please hold on a little longer, our medical team will be down soon..."

"No need, we are fine!" Goku's loud voice came up.

"Are you okay? That's great! Please come up, the two contestants, we will change the venue and give you prizes..."

Du Ming and Goku smiled at each other and floated out of the pit.

Immediately, cheers and applause broke out, and the atmosphere was high again.

"Woo~~~!"

"Good job!"

"The two big pitfalls in the ring are worth the ticket!"

"Du Ming! Du Ming! Du Ming!"

"Wukong! I am your dear mother!"

"This is definitely the strongest martial arts tournament in history! No doubt about it! I will record it and let my descendants watch it generation after generation!!!"

"I will let my son review it every day!"

"Damn! Strong! Strong! Strong! Too strong!!! Du Ming's attack just now directly smashed Sun Wukong into the ground! Sun Wukong can still fly now! What kind of monster is this?!"

"Du Ming! Come and take a photo with me! So exciting! So exciting! My Boruto is going to be exciting!!!"

The cheers from the audience were so loud and endless. Du Ming raised his chin slightly with satisfaction. While the host was preparing the prizes, he slowly walked in front of the audience.

Goku's clothes were almost unwearable, so Krillin called him over and asked him to put on his martial arts uniform first.

Du Ming just walked over to Bulma and the others.

"Du Ming~~" Bulma jumped out from behind the low wall and flew into Du Ming's arms. Immediately, Du Ming felt a soft massage on his purple chest.

Although Du Ming was exhausted, he subconsciously stabilized her and patted her back.

"I'm all sweaty..."

"I don't mind!" Bulma interrupted Du Ming and hugged Du Ming tighter.

For a while, there was a bigger bustle behind Bulma.

Yamcha smiled and shook her head.

Wu Long "tsk"ed, gnashing his teeth with jealousy, rolled his eyes and hugged his arms: "That's enough, Bulma can't be more low-key? So many people are watching!"

Lan Qi giggled and watched this scene happily.

Poole was so anxious that he flew around, saying with a worried look: "Oh, everyone is watching! Miss Bulma is too bold, Du Ming just finished the game and hasn't rested yet!"

The reaction from the audience exploded instantly, and another round of enthusiasm was completely set off.

"You little bitch with a stinky face, it's obvious that my new husband, Du Ming's chest is mine!"

"Camera?! Camera! Zoom in! I want to see Bulma's expression when she throws herself into Du Ming's arms! I want to eat dog food! Woof, woof, woof!!"

"Damn Du Ming! I thought he was a bit pleasing to the eye just now, but I was wrong!"

"Damn it!"

Wu Long and his friends were squeezed by the crazy audience and were pushed further and further to the back.

"It's not a question of whether you mind or not, Bulma." Du Ming looked at Bulma strangely and whispered in her ear: "I mean, you have to help wash the sweat off my body, use your body to help me wash it off..."

Bulma's hands froze, her face blushing and she pulled away from Du Ming, her eyes flickering and floating around, "Okay, okay, let's talk about tonight's matter tonight, this martial arts competition is over, we got the prize money and go to eat first..."

"Wait!" Du Ming raised his eyes suddenly, his expression became serious, "Bulma, say what you said just now again..."

"What happened to the evening..."

"No, the next sentence!"

"The martial arts competition is over..." Bulma replied in confusion.

"The martial arts competition is over..." Du Ming's eyes condensed.

The battle with Goku was so exciting that he almost forgot it.

In the original plot, not long after the match ended, when Goku and the others were about to go their separate ways, one of Piccolo's men snatched a dragon ball from Krillin and killed him.

"What, what happened, Du Ming?" Bulma asked with concern.

Du Ming looked around. Goku was talking to Krillin and Kame-sensei across from him. The host was coming over to let him receive the award.

There was no danger for the time being.

But Du Ming quietly took a Senzu bean from his pocket and put it in his hand, then threw it into his mouth and ate it.

In an instant, both the lost physical strength and the body that was beaten by Goku were restored, and his spirit was also restored.

Of course, it was not comparable to Goku's direct rebirth from the brink of death and a huge increase in combat power.

(Could it be that the men of that old Piccolo haven't arrived yet?)

Du Ming was alert and looked around to find out if there was any strong Qi.

"Not good!" Du Ming looked towards the direction of the Budo Temple.

At the same time, Goku, Tien Shinhan and others also looked in that direction.

"Not good!" Goku's eyes changed.

In the Budo Temple, countless white light bullets penetrated the wall and shot out towards the entire Budo Temple area, and the light curtain covered the entire venue.

Behind the light bullet, there was a proud green man flapping his wings and opening his mouth. The light ball shot out from his mouth and turned into countless light bullets.

"Du..."

"Don't talk!"

Du Ming immediately pulled Bulma into his arms, opened his palm, and a two-meter diameter air circle appeared instantly, forming a circular barrier, blocking all the light bullets nearby.

But after all, the range of the light bullet was large, and there was still no way to save more people.

Looking back.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

A series of crisp sounds rang around Du Ming.