Dragon Ball: I, Yamcha, am the strongest in the universe

Chapter 179 What are you barking about?
Oblivion. Although this magic is not a forbidden magic, if it is used to attack people, the danger is no less than those forbidden magics.

Think about it, if you forget your lover, your relatives, and everything about you, and even if you forget yourself, are you still yourself?
As Yamucha's fingers moved slightly at Tian Lao's temple, a piece of white flocculent substance was slowly pulled out of Tian Lao's head.

These are the things that Mr. Tian has guarded for half his life.

It’s the memory of that era.

This is also the truth that Zhang Chulan wants to find.

Oblivion is a very dangerous magic and cannot be cast on anyone casually. Otherwise, one may suffer from indirect memory loss or even become an idiot if not careful. Therefore, Yamcha has to remove that memory from his overall memory.

Don't think it sounds easy, the difficulty is actually extremely high. When Yamcha did it, Principal Isaac was amazed for a long time and praised Yamcha as the most talented person he had seen in a hundred years.

"Everything is forgotten."

The moment the flocs were completely separated from Mr. Tian's brain, Yamcha released the magic without any hesitation.

Accompanied by sparks, the flocs completely dissipated into the air.

Even though Oblivion actually has a counter-curse and can theoretically be restored, there is no possibility of complete recovery after what Yamcha did.

Anyone who tries to investigate Mr. Tian now will only get a blank.

Mr. Tian put Yamucha and the old Taoist priest away, who had fallen into a deep sleep, and gently closed the door of his courtyard.

Perhaps this was the most peaceful sleep he had in the last few decades of his life (in order to keep the secret, Mr. Tian practiced meditation and had not slept for decades).

The Fountain of Life restored vitality, and the Senzu Bean's broken body returned to its original state. When Mr. Tian wakes up again, he will definitely give him a surprise.

The only pity is that it is impossible to increase the skills by decades out of thin air. At most, it can only restore to the strength that Mr. Tian had when he first came down the mountain.

Before leaving, Yamcha cast at least twenty magic barriers on Mr. Tian's courtyard and put a magic ornament on Mr. Tian to ensure that no one would disturb him.

"Thank you for your hard work this time, Yamcha."

"Master, this is what I should do."

Mr. Tian guarded the secret for decades and even stopped sleeping for it.

As a senior brother, the old Taoist priest doesn’t know why this is happening?
Of course he knew, but he didn't ask anything.

For the sake of loyalty to his fellow apprentices, Mr. Tian chose to guard the secret silently for decades without sleeping.

Then couldn't Zhang Zhiwei pretend to know nothing? Couldn't he suppress his curiosity and not ask anything?

of course can.

This is brotherhood!
Yamcha does everything with a strong sense of purpose, and only in very rare cases will he make unintentional efforts. He does this purely out of his admiration for Mr. Tian.

Of course, there's no conflict in learning some magic along the way, right?

There is still a lot of time before the end of Luotian Dazhan, and Yamcha can still get some good things from Principal Isaac.

On this day, Feng Zhenghao's fourth son Feng Xingtong defeated the powerful contestant Deng Youfu, a shaman from the Northeast, like a dark horse, and used the soul-binding technique to detain the opponent's 'immortal' - "Liu Kunsheng". On this day, it was discovered that Hu Jie was controlled by Quan Xing and attacked passers-by. He was disqualified and another stranger took his place.

This person is Wang Ai’s great-grandson, Wang Bing, and he is also Feng Xingtong’s opponent in the quarterfinals.

Under normal circumstances, if a player in the quarterfinals cannot participate in the competition, he or she will either be given a bye or be replaced by a strong player in the round of 8, rather than shoving in a guy who has not even participated in the preliminaries.

This practice of not playing in the early stages and suddenly taking over in the middle and late stages is much more excessive than the fancy moves Zhang Chulan made, but none of the aliens who denounced Zhang Chulan questioned it.

After all, who can blame him for having a good family background?

That’s the Wang family, one of the ten great families. Who can afford to offend them?

And Zhang Chulan?

Even though he is now an employee of "Nadoutong", in the eyes of most people, he is just a "three-no" person with no background, no connections, and no backing. Who else can they bully if not him?
"It's so disgusting." Zhang Chulan won fairly by using a trick, which made him much better than the guy who operated behind the scenes.

In the battle for the top 8 of Luotian Grand Prix, Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan sat on the ground, chatting and deciding the winner by eating steamed buns.

"Zhang Chulan wins!"

Following Yamcha's announcement, there was an immediate noise in the audience.

As for the content, it was nothing more than criticizing Zhang Chulan for using some unknown means to win.

"What are you barking at?"

Yamcha, who was standing at the highest point of the arena, said in a cold voice, his voice spreading throughout the arena: "He has been making noises and making a lot of noise since the beginning."

"None of the players in this match have any sense of how the game should be played. What right do you losers have to bark here?"

The art of war is to employ deception. No matter what methods others use, if you lose, you lose.

"I'm not saying that even if I give you another chance, you still won't be a match for Zhang Chulan even if you all attack together!"

Yamcha was not exaggerating. Those who are still complaining about Zhang Chulan are nothing more than a bunch of trash who still haven't figured out who they are. Zhang Chulan's "good luck" gave them the illusion that "I can do it, too."

In fact, this group of people combined are no match for Zhang Chulan.

"But I can give you a chance, a chance to challenge Zhang Chulan openly."

When they first heard what Yamcha said, this group of people looked indignant but dared not say anything. But now after hearing what he said, they all started to get eager to try, especially those who originally wanted to test Zhang Chulan's strength.

Anyway, this is what the referee said, it has nothing to do with them.

"Uncle."

Zhang Chulan thought Yamucha was playing a trick on him and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"But it's a life-and-death situation!"

"Once you step onto the ring, life and death are determined by fate!"

As he spoke, Yamcha took out a stack of petition papers with the words "life or death" marked on them from behind him, as if he had prepared it long ago.

"This is a life or death lottery!"

"If you are not afraid of death, sign your name on it!"

"Life and death are all up to fate. Longhushan is not responsible."

"Do you dare?!"

Yamcha's words immediately put a damper on many people's thoughts. The remaining people looked at each other for a long time and no one stood up.

If they were really that brave, they wouldn't just be shouting from the sidelines.

"I gave you a chance."

After waiting for a long time and seeing no one coming on stage, Yamcha continued to speak.

"If you don't dare, then..."

"roll!"

As soon as the word "get out" came out, an invisible force immediately rose up, forming a small tornado, which threw the group of shouting people out of the arena.

"A bunch of cowardly rubbish!"

(End of this chapter)