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Chapter 16

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"Not bad. You're stronger than me and Dumpling." Tien Shinhan sighed with emotion, and then frowned again. "What a headache. Sun Wuben, you have trained for a longer time than us, and now you have only reached 10.2 seconds. It seems that it is really difficult to break through the portal that limits the human body's physical strength."

"That's not it." Sun Wuben smiled. "It's people like me who are hard to break. As for you, let me tell you, you don't have the so-called Gate of Physical Limits. Do you believe me?"

"What?"

Tien Shin and Dumpling were stunned. They stared at Sun Wuben, thinking that they had misheard.

"You still like to joke," Dumpling said in a high-pitched voice.

"Who's joking with you? Not only you two, but even Sister Mia doesn't have the so-called Gate of Physical Limits." Sun Wuben put away the smile on his face.

As the saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of mice can dig holes. The world of Dragon Ball was a place where bloodline and talent were the most important. The physical limits of the human body were indeed there for every race. However, the descendants of a dragon with the strength of tens of millions of pounds could only cultivate to the strength of a thousand pounds, which was simply nonsense.

It was precisely because of this reason.

In the original Dragon Ball, Master Roshi had trained Monkey King and Kling. If it had been anyone else, they would have failed in half a day, and might have failed in a day.

Master Roshi had also realized the importance of bloodline and talent. Therefore, when he took in Kling and Monkey King as his disciples, he gave them far more than normal, even inhumane, training. In less than a year, Kling and Monkey King's strength had increased a hundredfold.

When Kling and Monkey King were apprenticed to Master Roshi, their combat strength had also reached the so-called physical limits of the current martial arts world.

Although Tien Shin and Dumpling's bloodline potential was not as good as Monkey King's, they were definitely as strong as Kling's.

"Tien Shin, Dumpling, if you want to take revenge, I won't stop you. However, the level you've reached now is far from your so-called limit. The slow progress is because there's a problem with your cultivation method." Sun Wuben said in a low voice. "So, if you trust me, I'll teach you a new cultivation method. You just need to cultivate for a year, and you'll have a much better chance of taking revenge..."

"You need to cultivate for a year?" Tien Shin hesitated.

"By the way, Big Sister Miya …" Sun Wuben looked at Miya. Miya had just met Sun Wuben three days ago, and now she was here again.

........ Mia's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were shining with excitement. "Didn't you say that you would let you know as soon as the money for the records arrived?"

. "Record!" Sun Wuben was excited. After the Happy Boys reached the top eight, Sun Wuben found a management company and quickly released his first album, "Mother". This album contained all the new songs that Sun Wuben sang himself in the Happy Boys.

"How many copies did you sell?"

Sun Wuben's voice was trembling. Why did he join the Happy Boys? Wasn't it for the money? If the sales were too bad, Sun Wuben would not forgive himself.

"Ten … thousand … three thousand … three hundred and fifty!" Miya slowly spat out these words.

"So many?"

Sun Wuben was so happy that he felt dizzy. Because of the control of this world, unlike the Earth in Sun Wuben's previous life, which had a population of more than seven billion, the total population of the world had never exceeded one billion, and many of them were scattered in the countryside.

The people who bought the records were mainly in the cities and towns.

In addition, the price of each copy of Sun Wuben's record was not cheap. On one hand, he was afraid that the sales would not be enough. On the other hand, it was worth it. After all, every song in this album was a popular song from his previous life. Otherwise, Sun Wuben would not have remembered them.

If the price of such classic songs was too low, it would offend the entire music industry. If Sun Wuben wanted to do so, the management company he signed with would not agree.

"So, aren't we already multi-millionaires?" Sun Wuben pinched his cheeks hard. He could feel the pain.

"This is only the first week's results. The sales for this week are not out yet." Miya's face was flushed red, and her eyes were shining brightly. When Sun Wuben dropped out of school and returned, he was unwilling to go back to school no matter what. Moreover, he focused on martial arts cultivation. Miya even felt that the whole world had become gray.

Although Sun Wuben did not allow her to rob and said that he already had a way to make money, Mia did not believe him. Later on, Sun Wuben went to participate in Happy Boys. Mia did not think much of it. Luck played a big role in this kind of TV talent show. Even if Sun Wuben was lucky and became the top scorer, so what?

It was not the first time Happy Boys held a TV talent show. Mia knew a little about how the previous top scorers did. Although some of them did well, there were also many who did not do well.

Because of this, Mia did not watch Sun Wuben every time he participated in a talent show. It was not until one day when Uncle Kara came to visit that she found out that her sworn brother had become popular.

And popular in the entire northern region!

It was then that Mia had expectations for Sun Wuben's talent show for the first time.

Only then did she know that her sworn brother had such musical talent.

That night, Mia told her mother, Mi 'er, who was in the nutrition cabin, about this matter. She played the song "Mother" over and over again at home.

After that, the development of the situation made Mia's eyes pop out again and again, until this time, when the album was released.

"Wuben, the management company said that your album sales have broken the 30-year record in the pop music industry."

"Good, very good. Now I'm relieved." Sun Wuben calmed down a little and looked at Tien Shin and Dumpling. "I'm afraid I'll have to wait a few days to guide you two in your cultivation. I have enough money here, and there are some things I have to do. Well, if it's possible, you two wait for my news in the training hall."

"Okay."



Four days passed in the blink of an eye. Sun Wuben's training hall.

"Tien Shin and Dumpling are going to take revenge?" Sun Wuben said in surprise as he took off his coat. In the past few days, Sun Wuben had gone to the house of Dr. Brive, the richest person in the world. The reason was naturally for the Dragon Ball, the world's number one treasure, the Dragon Ball, which could fulfill any wish. However, there was an accident on the plane midway, which delayed the trip, so Sun Wuben was one step behind. Buma had actually left with the Dragon Ball radar before he arrived.

"Wuben, it seems that the two of them are not very interested in your new guidance!" Mia said with a smile. In the second week, the album sales and money had also come in. Although it was not as exaggerated as the first week, it was still close to 80,000 yuan. This made Mia so happy that she felt as if she was floating. The amount of happiness she had in the past two years was not as much as this week.

"They will come back in the end." Sun Wuben smiled. Of course, he understood Tien Shin and Dumpling's thoughts. The two of them had not cultivated in other dojos before, so there was no harm in comparing them. It was normal that the two of them did not trust Sun Woo-ryu's cultivation method.

"The two of them have already reached the limit of their physical strength. It is impossible for them to open the Realm Gate. When they go to other dojos, they will know that their cultivation in Sun Woo-ryu has reached the limit. Other dojos can't give them better." Mia nodded and said.

"Ding ~ ~" A sharp sound rang out.

"Who's calling?"

Mia quickly got up and grabbed the old-fashioned phone that she had used for many years. "Hello, ah, you are Tien Shin … Oh … What? Tsurugi? … Is it really Tsurugi? " After a while, Mia hung up the phone with a strange expression on her face.

"Wuben, you were right. That Tsurugi is still alive. Heavens, that is a legendary figure. He is actually still alive in this world. Tien Shin and Dumpling were lucky enough to meet this Tsurugi. It seems that what you said about Master Roshi being alive is true."

"Tien Shin met Tsurugi?" Sun Wuben's expression was strange. Tien Shin and Dumpling in the original Dragon Ball were Tsurugi's disciples.

"So, these two ingrates probably left with Tsurugi?" Sun Wuben asked.

"Don't talk about them. If I met Tsurugi, who is like an ancestor, I would probably run away too." Mia's face was full of emotion. "These two are really lucky. They might have returned with other masters, but we can't beat Tsurugi. It seems that Sun Woo-ryu's fate with them has come to an end."

"These two boys are not fish in a pond. If I'm not mistaken, they will definitely become very powerful in the future. But no matter what, they are still under my tutelage." Sun Wuben smiled, his tone extremely calm. Sun Wuben had expected this day to come when he accepted Tien Shin and Dumpling. After all, in the original Dragon Ball, Tien Shin and Dumpling were Tsurugi's disciples.

"Maybe." Mia shook her head and stopped thinking about it. For her, as long as Sun Wuben could make enough money, she would be so happy that she would wake up laughing in her sleep. As for Tien Shin and Dumpling, it was fine if they left. Sun Wuben could concentrate more on his cultivation.

After Tien Shin and Dumpling left, Sun Wuben once again entered the depths of the mountains to continue his martial arts cultivation.

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