Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

Su Ming nodded.

The long-awaited battle has finally arrived.

Flash Time Technique, let me see how powerful you are.

Su Ming left the field and stood opposite Hite.

Hitt finally got serious.

Of the five people in the Seventh Universe, this is the only one he cannot see through or understand.

He had overheard Beerus and Champa's conversation earlier; the person before him needed restrictions and agreements to participate in the battle.

This alone is enough to demonstrate Su Ming's strength.

Qiang~

The gong sounds.

Hit reacted immediately, attacking Su Ming with such speed that even Sun Wukong and the others couldn't catch his movements.

Almost instantly, he arrived in front of Su Ming.

Hit disappeared for a moment, and before anyone could notice, he threw a punch.

Bang!

Su Ming raised his fist to meet him, and the next moment, he kicked Hit away with a whip kick.

He rolled on the ground like a sack of potatoes a few times, and just as he was about to fall off the ring, Hit barely managed to dissipate his strength, stand up, move his stinging arm, and stare at Su Ming in horror.

If he hadn't managed to block his left rib with his arm in time, a single kick would have been enough to break his ribs, but that wasn't what horrified him.

Was it a coincidence?

Su Ming not only blocked the attack launched by him using the Flash Time Technique, but was also able to counterattack in an instant, and the power was astonishing.

"Hahaha, this is the power of Universe 7. Champa, your so-called number one assassin is no match for you at all."

Beerus laughed triumphantly, and Su Ming on the ring had finally gotten his revenge.

On the other side, Champa's face froze.

To everyone's surprise, Hit was at a complete disadvantage right from the start of the battle.

"How strange, why didn't I see Hit's attack?"

Sun Wukong scratched his head, looking puzzled.

That moment was too fast, but he felt that Hit disappeared the instant the attack occurred.

Whis, who was watching the arena, suddenly glanced at Goku.

"Genius?"

Chapter 134 analyzes Time-Flash Technique, further forcing out Hit's potential.

Arena.

Hitt became increasingly wary; his long career as an assassin made it difficult for him to believe in "chance or luck."

try again.

Su Ming, meanwhile, leisurely stared at Hit.

The ability to use the Flash skill is truly extraordinary.

Just now, if it weren't for his Observation Haki allowing him to foresee the future and know where Hit was going to attack from, thus reacting and defending in advance, he would have actually been hit.

The ability to manipulate time is extremely powerful; there are only one or two people in the entire universe who can master it.

Su Ming didn't understand, but he was extremely proficient in the way of space, especially after years of cultivating the power of the planetary gods, which greatly improved his understanding of space.

He wasn't completely unaffected by that brief contact.

It was as if I had entered an unfamiliar space, and in that space, time was too short; before I could even experience it, I was out.

Without further hesitation, Hit moved swiftly across the ring, his figure filling the entire arena.

"Why are there so many more Hitlers?"

Champa stood up, his eyes wide. He could see clearly that every figure on the stage possessed Hit's aura; none of them were fake.

Bardos shook her angel's scepter.

Ugh!

"Concealing one's presence is the most basic skill for an assassin."

"What? Isn't he just releasing his aura everywhere?"

Xiangpa didn't understand.

"The arena is only so big. If you want to hide it, you can fill the arena with your aura. If you want to hide a cup of water, pour it into the sea. It's the simplest and hardest place to find it."

oh oh oh!

This time, Champa finally understood.

Bang!

Su Ming suddenly threw a punch, which was imbued with the divine power of stars, glowing with blue and white light.

All the illusions on the field disappeared.

Hit was sent flying backwards again, just like before, only this time it was more serious, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He took a few seconds to stand up.

His eyes were full of apprehension.

It couldn't have been a coincidence that it happened twice in a row; the Flash Technique had been seen through.

Su Ming looked at Hit.

I felt it again, and entered that space once more, gaining many insights.

Again.

Su Ming stopped waiting passively and launched an attack.

The divine power of the stars shone, but it was not dazzling; it merely covered the surface with a thin layer, like a stream of light falling on one's body.

Hit instinctively used Time-Flash.

next moment.

Su Ming suddenly turned around and punched the void.

Bang.

Hit reacted quickly, but he only had time to raise his hands to block in front of him before being sent flying more than ten meters away by the powerful force.

"Cough cough...cough..."

Hitt was having trouble breathing and coughed violently a few times.

"Holy crap, what the hell is going on? Wasn't Hit in front of Su Ming? How could he suddenly turn around and punch Hit?"

Champa couldn't understand it, nor could Beerus, and the others were even more confused.

The two fighters on the ring were fighting in a way that was too confusing and too mysterious.

There is absolutely no idea what happened.

The only ones who could understand what was going on in the audience and on the preparation stand were the two angels, Vados and Weiss.

As Weiss watched Su Ming on the field, his admiration grew even stronger. It was such a pity that such a gem was being taken by someone else.

“Lord Champa, there is no chance of winning this match. With Su Ming here, even if the assassin Hit uses all his methods, he may not be able to hurt the opponent.”

Bardos revealed the truth she had known all along.

Champa was very unhappy.

"Hitt, you know the consequences if you lose."

Xiangpa has turned into a threat.

Although it wasn't explicitly stated, the sinister and murderous tone sent chills down the spines of everyone in the Sixth Universe, causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

They all knew how ruthless and terrifying the God of Destruction was.

If they lose, it will probably destroy them all.

Hit didn't even glance at Champa, his eyes cold. In those nearly thousand years as an assassin, ever since he learned the Time-Flash technique, no one had been able to force him to use a second move, no one could threaten him, and none of his prey had ever escaped.

Today he encountered an enemy that he could neither touch nor harm, even if he tried his best.

Hit clenched his fist and looked at Su Ming.

For the first time, I felt that his blood was also hot, that it could boil, and that his heartbeat was as loud as a bell.

"Ah~~"

Hitt arched his body slightly, clenched his fists, and his breath rose rapidly, so forcefully that the veins on his forehead and neck bulged.

The breath that pierces through the body wreaks havoc on the arena.