Dragon Ball: I became the strongest warrior after practicing half of my skills

Chapter 143

After returning to Earth, Zhou Zilong came to the Longwu Sect he founded. Just as he was about to continue practicing to improve his strength, a spiritual communication from the gods suddenly came, breaking the silence: "Zilong, there is something important to discuss. Please bring your junior brother Sun Wukong to the Temple of the Gods!" The voice of the gods was gentle and solemn, without a trace of dust, but it echoed clearly in Zhou Zilong's consciousness.

Zhou Zilong immediately summoned Sun Wukong, and the two of them moved instantly, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant, and came to the Temple of the Gods above the sky.

However, when Sun Wukong stepped into the hall, his eyes froze instantly. In the center of the hall, stood an old man in a long robe with a kind face. His face was surprisingly similar to the hateful first generation Piccolo in Sun Wukong's memory. Anger and doubts intertwined in Sun Wukong's heart. He almost couldn't control himself and mistakenly thought that the first generation Piccolo had been resurrected in some way.

"Big Devil Piccolo! You are not dead yet!" Sun Wukong roared, and his body suddenly rose up, rushing towards the God like an arrow from a bow.

Just when Wukong was about to touch the God, a soft and powerful energy barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking him like a copper wall. Sun Wukong was shocked, and felt an irresistible force rebounding him back. He staggered a few steps before he stabilized his body.

Seeing this, Zhou Zilong hurried forward, grabbed Wukong, and said in a deep voice: "Wukong, calm down! He is not old Piccolo, he is a God!"

Sun Wukong heard this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but his anger was still difficult to calm down: "How is it possible? He looks exactly like Piccolo!"

The God smiled slightly, his voice was still gentle: "Child, I understand your anger, but I am a God, and Piccolo is the evil body that I eliminated from my previous evil thoughts!"

Zhou Zilong took the opportunity to explain to Sun Wukong in detail the difference between the God and the old Piccolo, as well as The identity and responsibilities of the gods. As Zhou Zilong told the story, Sun Wukong's expression gradually eased. Finally, he scratched his head awkwardly and apologized to the gods sincerely: "I'm sorry, Lord God, I was impulsive!"

The gods waved their hands tolerantly: "It's okay, I have always admired your sense of justice, but the road ahead is still long, and we need more wisdom and patience to face unknown challenges!"

The gods said again: "But there is actually one thing you don't know about Goku..."

"What is it?" Little Goku asked curiously.

"Although old Piccolo has been destroyed by you, his evil power has not completely disappeared, but left a new life form as a potential threat (the gods didn't know when Zhou Zilong sent the second generation Piccolo egg to Namek))!" The gods explained seriously.

"Ah! Really?" Little Goku exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, we must be careful to deal with this potential crisis, so I will let Mr. Popo guide you to practice for three years, hoping to help you improve your strength to deal with possible challenges in the future!" The gods said solemnly.

"Okay! I will work hard!" Little Wukong answered firmly, with determination and fighting spirit in his eyes.

The gods asked Mr. Bobo to take Little Wukong to practice, and Zhou Zilong was ready to leave. Mr. Bobo said that Zhou Zilong could stay and listen. Zhou Zilong was grateful and quickly communicated with his partners in Longwumen through telepathy. After arranging all matters, he took a deep breath and prepared to meet the upcoming challenges.

Under the guidance of Mr. Bobo, Zhou Zilong and Little Wukong stepped into the heavenly practice field together. Here, there is no worldly noise, only pure energy and endless tranquility. Mr. Bobo first glanced at the two with his deep eyes, as if he could see through every corner of their hearts. Zhou Zilong's heart moved, and he decided to use the reconnaissance skills granted by the system to investigate Mr. Bobo. However, the result surprised him - the information Xiao Ling fed back was blank, leaving only a sentence "The target has an extraordinary origin and cannot be detected"

Although Zhou Zilong had doubts in his heart, he remained calm on his face, just listening more attentively to Mr. Bobo's teachings. Mr. Bobo slowly spoke, his voice gentle and powerful: "Wukong, and you, Zhou Zilong, although you have already possessed impressive strength in the universe, your potential is far more than that. A true strong man must not only have powerful strength, but also learn how to control this strength!"

Then, Mr. Bobo began to explain in detail the breath control skills in battle: "When fighting, you must learn to make your breath as peaceful as the sky, as stable as a rock when defending, and as fast as lightning when attacking. More importantly, every part of the body must transcend instinct to perceive the surroundingDanger, you no longer need to think with your brain before taking action! "

When Zhou Zilong heard this, his heart was shocked, as if he was hit by an invisible force. He recalled his past combat experience. Indeed, many times he relied on instinct and brain prediction to deal with crises, rather than the body's instinctive reaction. Mr. Bobo's words undoubtedly opened a new door for him.

After Mr. Bobo finished explaining, Zhou Zilong tried to adjust his breathing according to Mr. Bobo's instructions, so that his mind could resonate with the energy in the universe. At first, he felt very difficult, as if there was a heavy burden on his heart, but as time went on, he gradually found that feeling - a wonderful state of unity of body and mind, and integration with nature.

In order to deepen his understanding, Mr. Bobo specially made two highly simulated puppets. As opponents for actual combat exercises, Zhou Zilong and Xiao Wukong stood opposite the puppets respectively, and began actual combat exercises according to Mr. Bobo's instructions. At first, Zhou Zilong's movements seemed awkward and clumsy, but he was not discouraged, but constantly adjusted his state, trying to integrate Mr. Bobo's teachings into every movement.

Two months passed in a flash , Zhou Zilong found that he had been able to initially grasp the key points that Mr. Bobo said. His movements became more smooth and natural, as if every cell was dancing with his will. In the past two months, Xiao Wukong's progress was also amazing, and his strength and speed had a qualitative leap.

However, Zhou Zilong's pursuit did not stop there. He knew that the road to becoming a real strong man was still long, so he practiced harder and constantly challenged his limits. Finally, one morning a month later, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the heavenly practice field, Zhou Zilong felt an unprecedented state - he seemed to be able to foresee every move of the enemy, and his body responded naturally like flowing water.

At that moment, he realized that he might have touched the prototype of the Ultra Instinct, which was a state beyond the conventional fighting method, a state that allowed the body and mind to achieve perfect integration. Zhou Zilong's heart was full of excitement and joy. He knew that this was just the beginning, and the road ahead was still long, but he was ready to meet more difficult challenges.