Dragon Ball: I Can Obtain the Memories of a Boss

"Fight if you want, who's afraid of who?"

Champa was also a stubborn person, and he couldn't stand being insulted.

Moreover, Su Ming had stopped him at the martial arts tournament, provoking his authority, and he had long wanted to beat him up.

Moreover, in their last encounter, it was Su Ming who suggested ending the match first.

He still has the strength left; this time, he's determined to beat him until he begs for mercy and flees in a sorry state.

The two flew into the sky, broke through the atmosphere, and arrived in the vast universe in an instant.

On the planet.

Bardos summoned the teleportation cube, "Lord Su Ming is fighting this battle for two reasons: first, to vent his anger, and second, to demonstrate his power to you."

"You should come along too. Perhaps after this battle, your strength will improve, and you'll be able to perform better in the martial arts tournament held by the Omni-King."

Hitt did not refuse.

I also want to witness just how intense and powerful the battles between Gods of Destruction are.

Of course, what he wanted to know most was just how strong Su Ming was, and how big the gap was between the two of them.

For the first time in my life, I lost so miserably and felt so weak; we were not even on the same level.

No matter how much he improved or became stronger, Su Ming remained like a towering mountain, standing before him.

It cannot be leveled, nor can it be bypassed.

I just arrived in the universe.

Su Ming and Xiang Pa stood facing each other, their breathing becoming extremely still.

Su Ming also noticed the arrival of Bardos and Hit, and even at this moment, he didn't forget to use his divine power to transmit his voice to Hit's ears, "Watch carefully, what follows is the application of 'national martial arts'."

The words fell.

Su Ming clenched his fists, and a dark purple light burst forth from his body. Hit recognized this as the power of a god of destruction.

next moment.

"Drink~"

Su Ming parted his lips slightly and gave a soft shout.

Hit, whose eyes had always been almost completely calm and devoid of emotion, was now looking at Su Ming with utmost seriousness and shock.

How can it be?

At this moment, he actually felt a power even more terrifying than the power of the God of Destruction being nurtured within Su Ming's body.

Moreover, the destructive power surrounding his body did not dissipate in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even more terrifying and powerful because of this force.

Su Ming's roar resounded throughout the universe, and the meteorites scattered in the universe were shattered into dust by his power.

The power was so terrifying that even while staying in the Traveling Cube, Hit felt a shock that made his heart pound, his body tremble involuntarily, his hands and feet go cold, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

"Am I...am I scared?"

The power was far beyond Hitt's imagination.

At this moment, he finally understood the enormous gap between himself and Su Ming.

No wonder he was able to fight him so easily and freely in the martial arts tournament. The difference between the two was like that between an adult and a child, there was no comparison.

In Su Ming's eyes, fighting him was probably nothing more than a game, a joke.

Hit did not remain in this state for long, carefully observing the power emanating from Su Ming.

Aside from his formidable combat strength, Hit also noticed the strangeness in Su Ming's current state.

The two forces that should have been in conflict are now intertwined and growing together, without any sign of attack.

It's like water and milk blending together, you are in me and I am in you.

"Is this what 'Chinese martial arts' is?"

As an assassin, Hit naturally understood how terrifying and powerful this technique was, allowing two incompatible forces to merge within his body so easily and flawlessly.

It is truly a powerful and unique skill.

Standing opposite Su Ming, Champa was already used to seeing him in this state, having witnessed it in every battle.

If it weren't for the Kaioken technique, Su Ming's fighting strength would be far inferior to his.

"It's always the same old routine. If you can't win, you'll just go all out like last time. Remember, don't cheat."

Having said this, Champa, who could no longer contain his anger, streaked across the universe with a purple light and arrived in front of Su Ming in an instant.

Raise your hand and throw a punch.

Su Ming responded calmly, and at the same time spoke, "'National Martial Arts' First Realm, Ming Jin."

Snapped!

They charged forward with full force, their two fists clashing, the powerful impact creating ripples in the air.

Xiangpa was knocked back to his original position by the punch, and Su Ming also retreated dozens of steps as a result.

Chapter 140: Defeating Champa, Bardos's Shock.

Travel through the blocks.

Hit kept replaying the shock of that punch in his mind, a shock no less than the control over energy.

His nearly thousand-year career as an assassin gave him a profound understanding of techniques. That punch just now, with the joints of his muscles and bones resonating and the power of his entire body concentrated into a single point, was powerful enough to shatter a star.

Even he, with his extremely precise control over power, could never gather the full force of his entire body with a mere wave of his hand like Su Ming.

Moreover, this is only the first level of 'Chinese martial arts'.

How much stronger can the next level be?

Hit developed expectations that assassins should not have.

His gaze lingered on the battlefield for even a moment; this battle was likely to be the most exciting and stunning one he had ever witnessed in his life.

Bardos was somewhat curious, pondering this special martial art called 'National Martial Arts'.

However, for her, the current prowess and capabilities of 'Chinese martial arts' are far from enough to entice her.

It was simply out of curiosity about something new.

Although Xiangpa took dozens of steps back, he shook his hand in pain, and a hint of fear appeared in his pupils.

Su Ming has become much stronger.

In particular, the power of the Kaioken attached to his body was something that Su Ming was completely unable to control a little over a year ago, and could only desperately try to control.

But now, it can still be controlled and will not harm the body or life.

Am I already stronger than Su Ming?

Xiangpa didn't believe it.

Moreover, upon hearing Su Ming's words, he glared at Hite, his anger rising instantly.

During his battle with me, Su Ming actually dared to be distracted by teaching Hit, which shows he doesn't take me seriously at all.

The flames of destruction surged even more fiercely, its eyes became narrower, and a chilling killing intent emanated from the gaps between its eyelids.

"Playing games, huh? Let's see how you dodge this."

Champa laughed heartily, continuously releasing destructive power, with destructive bullets forming all around him.

shhhhhh!

In a fleeting instant, the destructive power existing in the universe was like a barrage of arrows, filling the sky. Standing amidst it all, Su Ming appeared exceptionally small and exceptionally lonely.

Does not have a long memory.

Su Ming stared at the Destruction God Bullets that were like a barrage of arrows, and smiled contemptuously. With his Observation Haki, which allowed him to glimpse the future, how could he possibly be hit by such a low-quality and trashy group attack?

His figure leaped through the universe, each step perfectly timed, as the Destroyer Bullet grazed the hem of his clothes.

"No way, absolutely impossible."

Champa roared incessantly, its movements becoming increasingly frenzied, constantly unleashing more and more Destruction Bullets, attempting to block and harm Su Ming with a dense barrage of attacks.

However, doing so would not only deplete his own energy, but would also damage even a single hair on Su Ming's head.

"Watch closely, this is the second level of 'Chinese martial arts,' the hidden strength."

This level of understanding can penetrate directly into the lungs and enter the body.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming raised his right arm.

Teleport!

Champa was still unleashing destructive missiles, and had no time to react.

Before he realized it—bang.

Su Ming's fist had already landed on his face.

A subtle yet extremely destructive force raged across Xiangpa's face, and Hit clearly saw two broken teeth fly out of Xiangpa's mouth.