Chapter 221 Physical Training

"There is no way. Anyway, I am a woman. You have the final say. Anyway, she only has 3 years. After 3 years, I absolutely want her to stop practicing martial arts and she must learn."

"Yes, yes! I will listen to you. I will listen to you."

After saying that, Sun Wukong even gestured to Sun Wuhan with his hands behind his back!

Piccolo got up and said thoughtfully:

"It turns out that Super Saiyan also has his weaknesses."

After receiving the permission, Sun Wukong jumped up happily and ran away with Sun Gohan. He found Piccolo and used teleportation to appear at Bulma's house.

He couldn't wait to start training, but he learned that Ponzi had already rested.

"Why? Why do you need to take a break? There are only 3 years."

Piccolo was angry at first, then quickly calmed down, and flew directly away from Xidu to a very remote place.

They didn't know that when they looked at Pounds sleeping, he was actually working hard to strengthen his skin tissue.

‘This is too inefficient. Maybe I can readjust the gravity suit, or create a new training tool specifically for the physical body.

Moreover, I also need to train my mental strength. I can’t do anything with my current mental strength. I feel that my current spiritual practice system has collapsed. ’

Yes, Ponzi originally thought he was very powerful, but with a seal from his source, he can no longer do much damage, either physically or mentally. What’s ridiculous is that his current combat power should be There are 2 million, but they can’t fly!

You know, Ponzi has calculated that he can fly if his combat power exceeds 100. Where is he now?

Ponzi, who originally thought he had created a new practice system, found out after leaving that environment that he still had not fundamentally changed his practice system. It was just that others cut potatoes into pieces and fried them, while he cut them into shreds and fried them. That’s all.

The next day, Ponzi got up early in the morning to stand up.

When the others found out, they were all curious about what Ponzi was doing!

When Ponzi was standing, his muscles seemed to be relaxed, but in fact they were tense. He was transporting Qi and blood all over his body in this primitive way. A large amount of Qi and blood was gathered by Ponzi at his left wrist through a special method. Now I am exercising the skin in this area.

‘Without external help, it should take three months. ’

Ponzi had no spare time to pay attention to them.

They have no choice but to train their own.

It wasn't until breakfast was finished that Ponzi gathered everyone together.

"Okay, my practice method is different from yours. If you want to learn it, I will make a rule."

Everyone looked at Ponzi seriously, expecting what changes he could bring to their own strength.

"On Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, seal your Qi and follow my method. Restore your Qi and rest on Thursday, practice on your own on Friday, fight on Saturday, and rest on Sunday."

"We don't have time, where can we take two days off a week."

Ponzi looked at the vicious Bulma and said innocently:

"If there are medicinal materials, I can make them into liquid medicine. If there are a lot of medicinal materials, I can make energy pills, so that I don't need to take such frequent breaks."

"You write it to me, and I will instruct the people below to find it and give it to you. Anyway, we must improve everyone's strength as soon as possible, otherwise we will be finished together in three years."

Ponzi was secretly happy and immediately asked everyone to start standing in the same squatting position as he had done this morning.

I followed Bulma to write medicinal materials.

Bulma's jaw dropped when she looked at the total of 1,288 medicinal materials in her hand.

He stammered: "Here, are these the medicinal materials you need? Do you need so many?"

"What do you think?"

"Then how did you cultivate to this point?"

"It's just like what you saw! Exercise for a few days, then rest, and then exercise again. During the rest, the body will automatically repair the injuries. Otherwise, if you accumulate too much, you will no longer be able to make progress. In your free time, you can find medicinal materials! Then make energy pills. Unfortunately, I only made two batches in total, and now I only have one here."

Bulma stared dumbfounded at the guy in front of her who seemed to be younger than herself.

"Okay! I'll tell the people below to find medicinal materials, and you can train them! Let me tell you again, if the damage is serious, you must stay away from my house and the Western Capital!"

"Don't worry! I'm measured."

After saying that, Ponzi went to the ‘martial arts training ground’!

Looking at the group of people laughing and joking, showing that they are relaxed and happy.

With a fierce look on his face, he walked directly in front of Sun Wuhan without saying a word.

He pointed it like a sword and moved around the major acupuncture points on his body in a certain order.

Soon, Sun Wuhan said in surprise:

"My anger, I can't feel my anger anymore!"

Ponzi did not speak, but moved his calf, pressed his body, then pressed his waist, raised his arm, and lifted his chin until Sun Wuhan's posture was perfect. , then let go.

"Just follow this posture and start in half an hour."

Immediately afterwards, Ponzi followed the same pattern and gave both Klin and Yamcha a set meal.

Ponzi came to Sun Wukong.

"Don't resist."

"yes!"

Ponzi gathered his own energy and blood and sank to his Dantian.

His knees were slightly bent and his eyes were electric.

Bulma just came in and saw Sun Wukong crouching on horseback, and Ponzi was half-crouching in front of Sun Wukong, his face flushed, and he even saw a trace of green smoke coming out of Ponzi's head.

This time Ponzi did not use one finger, but crossed his hands together, with his middle finger and index finger standing upright, and moved around Sun Wukong's body as quickly as lightning.

Soon, get it done and call it a day!

Sun Wukong couldn't feel his own anger at all. After jumping a few times, he exclaimed:

"so amazing."

Then he immediately squatted down, cupped his fists with his hands and pinned them tightly on his waist, and shouted loudly.

Ponzi had just recovered his breath, and when he saw Sun Wukong like this, he hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't!"

Pfft~

Sun Wukong spurted a mouthful of old blood ten meters away, wiping Bulma's face and shooting a big hole in the door frame behind her.

Ponzi's face was as dark as ink, and he almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

‘Old Z worked so hard to seal it for you, but you fucking broke it open on your own? ’

Sun Wukong was slightly injured. Seeing Ponzi's face as dark as ink, he knew that he might have been in serious trouble. He immediately wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, propped up one foot with the other, and scratched his head tactically with his right hand.

He said innocently:

"It turns out you can untie it! Ah~haha~hahaha~"

Ponzi looked at Sun Wukong who was pretending to be stupid, said nothing, and silently recited it twice.

"Be calm in every big event!"

Then he ignored Sun Wukong and came directly to Piccolo.

Said expressionlessly:

"Do you want to practice hard?"

"Of course I do!"

"Are you stupid?"

Piccolo's face turned green with anger.

"I'm not like that fool Lao Sun."

Ponzi's face brightened slightly:

"Then don't resist."

So, Ponzi carefully sealed Bic, adjusted Bic's horse stance, and gave him a middle finger.

"What's the meaning?"

"No 'middle finger' squat! Until I tell you to stop."

Ponzi continued to come to Sun Wukong.