Shared Talent: Traveling through a hundred worlds simultaneously

“I didn’t do anything.” Su Chen sat up and spread his hands innocently. “You came over again in the middle of the night, squeezed into the bed, and insisted on sleeping with me. I couldn’t push you away.”

"Nonsense! I would never do such a thing!" Blonde Lanqi was filled with shame and indignation. She refused to believe she would do such a thing! It must have been this bastard who sneaked in in the middle of the night!
But... some blurry fragments seemed to flash through my mind... it was like I felt cold... and I vaguely followed the source of heat...

impossible! Absolutely impossible!
"You—you just wait!" Blonde Lanqi was furious and embarrassed to the extreme. She grabbed a pillow and threw it, but because the movement was too sudden, it was another unexpected attack—

"Ah!"

The golden light dispersed.

Lanqi, with her blue hair, sat blankly on the bed, hugging her pillow. She looked at Su Chen, who was so close to her, and then at her slightly disheveled pajamas. Her face turned pale instantly, and her eyes quickly reddened.

"Su...Su Chen...I...we...I'm sorry! Did I do something strange again? I'm so sorry!"

Seeing that she was about to cry, Su Chen's heart softened. He reached out and pulled her and the pillow into his arms, gently patting her back.

"No, it's nothing, nothing happened. I just sneezed this morning. Don't worry."

Blue-haired Lanqi trembled in his arms, feeling a mix of fear, shame, and a vague sense of loss.

She had a vague feeling that something had happened last night that even her other self found difficult to face...

Deep down, however, the blonde Lan Qi had completely lost her "red temperature" and was hiding in a corner, refusing to face reality.

How embarrassing! So incredibly embarrassing! That bastard! And that useless me!
She's too ashamed to show her face again! At least not today! Let that crybaby deal with it herself!

So, throughout the entire day, no matter how much Blue-haired Lanqi tried to call out to Su Chen in her heart, the blonde personality resolutely "slept," leaving Blue-haired Lanqi with an even more blushing, racing heart, and utterly bewildered expression when facing Su Chen.

Su Chen simply smiled at her as usual and took her to breakfast, as if everything from last night and this morning was just a small, harmless interlude.

He knew that some seeds had already been quietly planted and were beginning to sprout in suitable soil and temperature.

Whether it's gentle blue or fierce gold, nothing can escape this territory he has carefully cultivated.

He planned to keep both of these different personalities and not to divide them into two different individuals, because only in this way could he remember Lan Qi.

However, it seems that the martial arts tournament will be next.

Yo ho.

Seeing that his combat power has not yet skyrocketed, he should seize this opportunity, make a big push, become the number one in the world, and then truly win the heart of the beauty.

Take down Launch and Bulma together.

after a while.

While posters for the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament were plastered all over the towns and cities, Su Chen was enjoying a cup of red tea that Xiao Wu had just brewed in his villa in Xidu.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the French windows, casting a warm golden glow on his smiling lips.

"The martial arts tournament..." He put down his exquisite bone china cup and glanced at the several beauties with distinct styles around him.

Bulma, her head buried in the latest laptop, her blue hair swaying slightly with each rapid keystroke.

The blue-haired Lanqi sat quietly by the window embroidering, her profile gentle and serene beyond belief. The blonde seemed to still be ashamed and withdrawn because of the previous "pillow incident".

And there was Xiao Wu, dressed in a classic black and white maid outfit, who was bowing slightly to refill his tea.

His gaze finally settled on Xiao Wu, and his smile deepened.

This is truly an unexpected bonus.

I first met Xiao Wu not long ago during an operation to eliminate the remnants of the Red Ribbon Legion.

At that time, she and her partner.

The short, stout ninja, Ash, was trying to steal Bulma's latest energy core. Su Chen still remembered what she looked like back then.

Her short, dark purple hair was neat and stylish, part of which was tied back with a hairband, revealing her smooth forehead and a pair of violet eyes that exuded shrewdness and wildness.

She wore exaggerated stage makeup-like eyeshadow and lipstick, and a tight-fitting dark combat suit with metallic armor and exaggerated decorations, which accentuated her hot and sexy figure.

She had a full bust, a slender waist, and an amazing hip-to-leg ratio, exuding a wicked and flamboyant sexiness.

His movements were agile, his tone arrogant, and he possessed the comical loyalty and inexplicable confidence, or rather, stupidity, characteristic of a villain's henchman.

She was a rather memorable female villain; he remembered that he had once read her doujinshi.

At that time, her temperament was a mixture of fanaticism for loyalty to King Pilaf, pride in her own strength, and a peculiar desire for dramatic expression cultivated from her long-term work as a comedic villain.

Like a thorny, brightly colored wild rose growing next to a garbage dump.

And now...

Xiao Wu lowered her eyelids slightly, her thick, long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes.

The exaggerated eyeshadow and lipstick she once wore have been washed away, revealing her originally delicate and beautiful face, with fair skin and a natural light cherry blossom pink lip color.

Her short, dark purple hair was still neat and tidy, but meticulously combed and neatly tucked behind her ears, revealing her beautifully shaped neck.

That extravagant battle suit is long gone, replaced by a well-tailored, exquisitely made classic black and white maid outfit.

A white ruffled headdress, a black corset that accentuates a slender waist, and a knee-length, voluminous skirt that reveals straight calves encased in white stockings.

This outfit wonderfully blends ascetic elegance with subtle allure.

Her once hot and outgoing figure is now presented subtly under the strict uniform, which only makes her more alluring.

Her temperament underwent a dramatic change. Her former flamboyant and wild nature was replaced by an almost rigid quiet and submissive demeanor. Her movements were light and agile, her eyes were lowered, and she rarely made eye contact with others.

Only when Su Chen gave an order or glanced at him would he quickly raise his eyes, a complex and indiscernible light flashing in his purple eyes, a mixture of awe, dependence, and a certain profound subjugation, before he quickly lowered them again.

This transformation did not happen overnight.

After being brought back by Su Chen with overwhelming force, and experiencing initial fierce resistance, a failed escape attempt, and witnessing Bulma's technological prowess and Launch's explosive fighting power in her blonde form, King Pilaf's unattainable and even somewhat laughable ambitions quickly faded in the face of absolute reality.

Su Chen did not mistreat her; in fact, he gave her a choice.

To leave, or to stay.

Leaving means continuing to live a precarious life, following an unreliable king and indulging in a daydream of world domination.

Staying meant stability, protection, and... getting closer to this powerful and mysterious man who both subconsciously instilled fear in her and irresistibly drew her in.

Xiao Wu chose to stay.

Perhaps it was just a temporary measure at first, perhaps it was due to a desire for power, or perhaps she herself didn't even realize that under Su Chen's seemingly gentle but unquestionable attitude, a certain mentality of the conquered was quietly growing.

Then they were transferred to a point where they had already submitted, both physically and mentally.

Compared to Bulma and Launch, she doesn't need many steps. She can easily jump to the last step.

It was a successful home run.

Su Chen casually remarked that "this outfit isn't really suitable for this place," which prompted her to change into a maid outfit.

He didn't make any special demands, but she demanded perfection from herself almost obsessively, from the temperature of the tea to the cleanliness of every corner. It was as if only through this extreme service could she confirm her value and get closer to him.

The ambition and arrogance of the past have been crushed and reshaped, transforming into the submissiveness and secret dependence of the present moment.

"Master, is the tea temperature just right?" Xiao Wu's voice was soft, but with a hint of tension that was barely perceptible.

"Very good." Su Chen nodded, his gaze lingering for a moment on her lowered profile and her slender waist, accentuated by the corset.

He noticed her change and her little thoughts, but he didn't point them out.

A thorny wild rose voluntarily transplanted into his garden and was pruned into the shape of a docile lily of the valley.

This feeling... isn't bad.

Bulma finally looked up from her computer, stretched, and revealed her beautiful curves.

"It's decided! I'm going to watch this martial arts tournament too! It'll be a good opportunity to test my newly improved combat power detector!"

Lanqi, who was by the window, also stopped sewing, looked over gently, and asked softly, "Can I...can I come with you? I want to cheer for Su Chen..."

Although Xiao Wu didn't speak, she straightened her back slightly and her eyes lit up for a moment.

Su Chen smiled and opened his arms: "Of course, we'll all go. Let's bolster my 'fan club'."

As he spoke, he hugged Launch and Bulma to his arms. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Mai's expectant gaze, reached out and patted her pert bottom, telling her to wait for him that night.

this day.

The venue for the World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament was bustling with activity.

When Su Chen appeared with his support group, he instantly attracted the attention of most of the audience.

Bulma was dressed in stylish casual clothes, wearing the latest sunglasses, and constantly scanning with a small device in her hand while muttering data to herself.

Blue-haired Lanqi wore an elegant long dress and nervously clutched a handkerchief embroidered with the word "Victory is certain" in her hand.

Xiao Wu, still dressed in her impeccable maid outfit, quietly followed half a step behind Su Chen, carrying a delicate little basket containing towels and water.

Three strikingly different yet equally captivating beauties surrounded a tall, handsome young man with a relaxed smile.

In contrast, the newly arrived, dusty and weary Goku and Krillin, along with Master Roshi disguised as Jackie Chan, and Yamcha, Oolong, and Puar who came to watch the spectacle, appeared rather plain.

"Wow!" Klin's eyes widened as he looked at Su Chen's group, his mouth practically watering with envy. "They're all beauties! Su Chen... he's so enviable!"

Yamcha's expression was complicated. He looked at the radiant Bulma, then at the people around him... only Oolong and Pull who could transform. He felt a pang of sadness.

Sun Wukong paid no attention to the beautiful woman; he stared intently at Su Chen, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit: "Su Chen! You really came too! This time I'm going to have a good fight with you!"

Master Roshi adjusted his wig and glasses, secretly alarmed.

He could clearly sense that in such a short time, Su Chen's aura had become more refined and profound, like an abyss beneath a calm sea, completely unfathomable.

Meanwhile, Goku and Krillin have made rapid progress and their auras are quite impressive.

"Ah, I'm really getting old..." he lamented inwardly.

However, this time they came to put Wukong in a difficult position.

But I feel that my eldest disciple is also capable, so I'll just test them out.

For Su Chen, the competition was more like a relaxed and carefree performance.

He deliberately restrained most of his power, but the speed, skill, and exquisite control of his qi he displayed far surpassed those of the other competitors.

Klin?

One move accidentally sent him flying out of the arena.

Yamcha? Before he could even strike a cool pose, he was sent off the stage by a gentle force.

Sun Wukong did make him take things a little more seriously; his amazing combat intuition and growth rate made Su Chen secretly admire him.

However, due to the absolute difference in their levels and strength, Sun Wukong's all-out Kamehameha was easily neutralized by Su Chen's smaller but incredibly solid energy wave, which he condensed with one hand. Then, Su Chen sent Sun Wukong to the edge of the arena with a seemingly light but actually skillful hand chop. Although Sun Wukong was not defeated, the difference in their strengths was already clear.

In the final match, he faced a man disguised as Master Roshi.

Master Roshi originally planned to give his two new disciples a good test, and also to put on a show with techniques like the Evil Containment Wave, so he could feel the authority of a master.

But faced with Su Chen's ambiguous smile and his calm, seemingly all-knowing attitude, Master Roshi knew that his little trick had long been seen through.

Sure enough, after only a few exchanges, Su Chen closed in with unbelievably fast movements and whispered, "Old man, stop pretending. Let me see your true strength?"

Master Roshi no longer tried to hide it.

He took a deep breath, no longer holding back, his white hair moved without wind, and a powerful aura erupted!
The Kamehameha was unleashed at full power, and the azure beam of light was incredibly powerful!

However, Su Chen simply raised his right hand calmly, his five fingers spread open.

The Kamehameha, powerful enough to destroy mountains, shattered into countless points of light as soon as it touched an inch in front of his palm, as if it had hit an invisible, absolutely insurmountable wall, without even lifting the hem of his clothes.

"This...how is this possible?!" Master Roshi's pupils shrank, his face filled with disbelief.

He sensed that Su Chen hadn't even used much Qi, but his understanding and control of Qi had reached a level he couldn't imagine—a kind of... rule-like suppression.

Su Chen smiled slightly, and with a swift movement, appeared behind Master Roshi, gently touching the back of his neck with his finger.

"Master, you flatter me."

Master Roshi froze, then sighed dejectedly and raised his hand: "I surrender."

That's powerful enough to defeat King Piccolo.

The entire stadium fell silent, then erupted in deafening cheers!

The new world number one was born so easily, so incredibly!

At the awards ceremony, Su Chen received a huge prize check and the championship trophy.

His fan club in the audience was even more excited. (End of Chapter)