"Young Master Leping, aren't you going out to work today?"

The cat-like animal looked at the young man who was exercising hard in front of him and asked. It is called a "cat-like animal" because it is exactly like a cat - but it floats in the air.

"No...... All you have to do is ...... Help me...... Stare at...... I said ...... Those people...... That's it...... If...... They're coming...... Notify again...... Me. ”

The young man who answered was sweating profusely, panting, and spoke intermittently. He was carrying a dozen bricks on his back, and he was meticulously doing one-handed push-ups.

"That, Young Master Leping, in the past ten days, you seem to have suddenly become diligent, why?" the cat-like creature asked puzzled.

"Because...... Survival ...... Pressure......"

"In the past ten days, you seem to be a different person. The cat-like creature said.

The young Leping didn't speak—in fact, as the cat had said, he had taken possession of the man's body more than ten days earlier.

His real name is Wei Chenggong, 23 years old, an ordinary office worker who grew up in an orphanage, the biggest feature is "home", he died in a car accident unfortunately more than ten days ago, and then just like the popular time-traveling novel, the soul penetrated into the world of Dragon Ball and possessed Leping.

I don't know why, Wei Chenggong always felt that there seemed to be a memory gap between death and crossing, and something should have happened in between, but he just couldn't remember it.

If you can't think of it, you can't remember it, the important thing is that now he is Leping, the most unlucky dragon set Rahei in Dragon Ball - I don't know why, he has no complaints about some powerful characters whose soul is dressed as Lehei instead of Dragon Ball: Son Goku, Vegeta, and Sun Gohan, but is very satisfied.

Although it is a trick, although it is the first unlucky egg. But it is undeniable that Leping is still a strong man, one of the strongest among the earthlings.

With Leping's good foundation, if you don't know how to work hard, it's too much to say. Wei Chenggong doesn't want his Leping to be still the same as he used to be in the Dragon Ball world, even if he can't become the protagonist, even if it's just to die twice less in the future, he should strengthen his training.

So he started cultivating very seriously.

In his previous life, as an otaku, he had little or no exercise, and he shuddered a little when he thought of those perverted exercise methods in Dragon Ball. But what can be done? In the face of the monster that collapsed in the sky with a wave of his hand, if he was not strong enough, he could only be slaughtered by others, and he couldn't even help himself if he wanted to die, and he couldn't accept the thought of being absorbed by Sharu, or being turned into candy and eaten by Buu.

As a result, after two days of exercise, he found that the matter of exercising was not as terrible as he imagined.

Don't set too high goals for yourself, do what you can, and control the degree of exercise within the range of your body, then exercise is a kind of enjoyment. Especially, for a strong person like Leping.

Now that the direction of efforts has been determined, it turns out that Leping's "desert thief", a wealthy part-time job, can stop and focus on cultivation. Fortunately, the previous owner of this body has accumulated a lot of wealth, and even if he is out of business for a while, he doesn't have to worry about running out of food-well, robbery itself should not be a profession.

Listening to Poole's words, Leping fell silent for a while. It happened that he was done to the end of standing up, so he relaxed, fell to the ground, turned over and gasped, Poole saw it, and immediately handed over the towel obediently.

Sitting up and wiping his sweat, Leping felt a little messy, thought about it, and said, "Let's go out and sit for a while." ”

Sitting on the top of the hill engraved with "Tempered by a Thousand Tempers", looking at the sunset in the distance, Leping let out a long breath and said, "Poole, if I tell you that I suddenly have the ability to foresee the future, do you believe it?"

"Foreseeing the future, is it possible?"

"I have a hunch that in our world, in the near future, there will be many monsters that are so powerful that they are unimaginable. I had to prepare early. ”

"Does Young Master Leping want to be a savior in the future and defeat those monsters?"

"How could it be possible to defeat them? I never thought about it. Leping smiled bitterly: "What I'm doing now is just wanting to have a greater chance of surviving in the face of the disasters brought by those monsters." ”

“...... I believe that as long as you work hard, Master Leping, you will definitely be able to defeat all your opponents. Poole clenched his hands into fists and looked "I'll cheer you on."

"Take your good word. Le Ping said: "If I work hard, maybe I can be a savior or twice...... Well, for the time being, let's set our goal to be the world's No. 1 martial arts club in nine months. ”

"Okay, the world's first martial arts will win. By the way, it seems that there is a prize money for the winner. ”

“...... I don't dare aim for a championship. Leping smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Quasi-winner?"

Leping shook his head.

"Final four?"

Leping shook his head.

"Quarterfinals. ”

Leping still shook his head and shook it before he realized that something was wrong: "Ah, I didn't pay attention, I'm used to shaking." Let's aim for the quarterfinals. Leping smiled: "Strive to support the three moves under the teacher." ”

For this "ambitious" goal, Poole didn't know how to say anything even if he wanted to encourage it.

"Don't talk about that, Poole, do you want to see my tricks?"

"Wolf Tooth Wind Fist?"

"It's not. Leping shook his head: "I thought of a few tricks related to you." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and jumped down the hill. Stand still, grab your hands from behind you and swing them in front of you along the sides of your body.

"What's that?" Poole was puzzled.

"Dragon's Wings Strike!" Leping shouted.

Poole: "???"

Now Leping can't do angry fighting, so this "move" looks pretty good, but I really don't know what role it has in actual combat.

"Next ......" Leping jumped up, his body almost horizontal, his head in front, and rushed towards the empty space in front of him - of course, it had to be an empty place, Leping didn't seem to have practiced the head hammer, what if he hit the real place with too much force and injured his head.

"Dragon's ......" he exhaled and called out the name of the move while drinking, but halfway through the call, he hit his head in the desert and ate a mouthful of sand, so, "Poof, poof...... Sword Horn!!"

Poole: "......"

Standing up, shaking it, the sand on his body was slightly cleaned, Leping clenched his hands into fists, folded them on his mouth, took a deep breath, and blew out hard. His lung capacity is good, and this breath is conservatively estimated to be 300.

"Shenlong...... It...... Roar, roar!"

Although the "Horn of the Divine Dragon's Sword" just now was interrupted in the middle, it was at least full of energy and magnificent; this time, the "Roar of the Divine Dragon" was said to be weak, not to mention the momentum, and looking at it like that, I was afraid that if I couldn't catch it in one breath, I would have to do something after it was done -- because the air in my lungs had just blown out.

Poole thought for a while and commented: "Young Master Leping, you are ...... Do you want your enemies to laugh out loud, lose their breath, and then fall to the ground and die? And what do these 'tricks' have to do with me?"

"It's a pity that Poole didn't have wings, and I didn't have motion sickness, otherwise it would have been perfect. ”

Poole decided not to talk to the nervous Leping for the time being.

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The sun sets, go to sleep.

The sun hasn't risen yet, get up, freshen up, and start exercising. A new day has begun.