Wanjie: Only I Time Travel Comprehensive Comic

Morning.

The sea breeze is gentle.

The seaside city was very refreshing in the morning, quiet and noisy. Du Ming was woken up by a touch of sunshine outside the window.

Glancing at the alarm clock on the bedside table, he saw that it was earlier than expected, and he slept an hour less than he normally would.

He has a slight problem with sleeping in bed. Although he often dreams of ghosts pressing on the bed when he sleeps at home, it is still very comfortable.

Sleeping in an unfamiliar bed will result in shorter sleep times than normal.

That is to say, the environment and bed of Mimi Hotel are very comfortable, otherwise he might get up earlier.

"Personal Data."

【Name】Du Ming

【Life Level】0

It was still level 0 with no improvement. Du Ming quickly shook his head, pretending not to see the conspicuous 0, and immediately cleared the remaining memories from his mind.

After yawning a few times and unable to sleep, Du Ming sighed silently, spent twenty minutes to finish washing up, and walked out of the room.

After coming out of the room, it was quiet all the way to the first floor after taking the elevator. There was no Mimi martial arts person. Only the occasional hotel service staff passed by lightly and smiled and nodded.

Mimi Hotel is adjacent to the sea and river, with many scenic trees. There are not even other hotels around Mimi Hotel.

One side of the hotel is the road leading to yesterday's outdoor bar, and the other side is a park.

Arriving outside the hotel, Du Ming was suddenly stopped by a chorus of voices from the other side of the park.

"One, two, one!"

"One, two, one!"

Uniform running slogans came from the park.

"Wow, someone is out running so early? Is it the football team, the baseball team, or the old man in the park?"

Du Ming was curious and walked slowly toward the park.

Passing through the winding paths and dense broadleaf trees, the sounds in the park become more powerful.

"Let me tell you, no wonder the hotel is so quiet. It turns out you are not sleeping!"

Those running in teams in the park are all Mimi martial arts practitioners.

The Harlot brothers, Ed, and the top eight from the fighting competition were all there, and it seemed that more than a hundred people from Mimi's martial arts were also there.

Hundreds of martial arts practitioners were divided into more than a dozen teams, running counterclockwise along the avenues and paths that circled the huge park.

These running teams are very casual. Occasionally, warriors who are tired from running break away from the team and stand aside to rest.

I also rested for a while, randomly ran to the end of a running team, and ran with him.

Du Ming also happened to see the Hart brothers, who had been fighting so enthusiastically yesterday, actually running in a team.

Morning exercise, running.

This is basically the most basic training for martial arts practitioners.

Du Ming looked at it and felt a little itchy.

However, he always felt that the speed of these people running seemed a bit... strange, so he observed it.

"The speed is actually divided into gradients."

Du Ming discovered that these running teams were actually not the same.

For example, that guy Ed won the championship in the fighting competition yesterday. The team he led was the fastest, as if he was running a 100-meter dash.

That Ed looked like he had jet tubes attached to his heels, and he never got tired of running.

The guys in his team were all sweating profusely, and from time to time someone would drop out of the team or fall behind, and from time to time someone would get in at the back of the team and reluctantly follow.

The two Hart brothers were also leading the race. The team led by them was a bit slower, not as fast as the 100-meter race, but it was still very fast, so don't dare to underestimate it.

In these fast-running teams, except for the eight warriors who appeared in the fighting competition yesterday, the rest of the warriors were in and out, often unable to keep up with the leaders.

"The way these people can't keep up is just like me!"

Du Ming was satisfied when he saw that among the hundreds of martial arts practitioners, seven or eight were unable to keep up with the leaders.

He observed for a while and roughly understood that there were about 6 leading teams, and the speed was divided into 6 levels from fast to slow.

He will definitely not be able to keep up with the faster ones, so he can run with the slower ones.

After waiting for a while, his eyes lit up, and he finally waited until the slowest running team came towards him, led by a player from yesterday's quarterfinals.

Without saying anything else, Du Ming took a deep breath, raised his legs and started running to keep up with the slowest team.

The martial arts practitioners in front of Du Ming were accustomed to it and were not surprised by Du Ming's sudden intervention. They all ran steadily.

At first, Du Ming followed closely behind the large army with a smile on his face.

Half a minute later...

"Something's wrong..."

Du Ming lost his expression. He felt that the speed of the slowest running team... seemed to be a little off.

Another half minute later...

"Hu, ha~~ Hu, ha~~"

Du Ming moved his left and right hands mechanically, followed with difficulty with his feet, gritted his teeth and followed the team closely.

Another half minute later...

"..."

Du Ming opened his mouth and breathed hard, not even knowing if he was sweating.

This running speed is really terrible.

It was obviously the slowest running team that he carefully selected, but it was only when he was in it that he felt that such running speed was faster than his usual running speed.

Another half minute or so passed.

Du Ming still struggled to keep up with the team, but it backfired. He couldn't keep up, and the team got farther and farther away from him. Gradually, he could only see the tail in the distance.

"No, I can't do it anymore, I have to rest..."

Du Ming almost collapsed from exhaustion.

As an ordinary person, although he is not as good at running as ordinary athletes, if he runs slower under normal circumstances, he can still run 1500 meters.

But what's going on with these martial arts practitioners? Each one of them can't run well, and each one's speed is exaggerated. He just ran with the slowest team for two minutes and his body seemed to fall apart.

"Outrageous! These dogs."

Du Ming took one step at a time, walking heavily to the rest chair under the tree, and was about to sit on it.

"Don't sit, stand!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came to my ears.

"……teacher?!"

Du Ming looked up, sweat falling from his forehead into his right eye.

His hands were wet and he didn't have a towel to dry them with, so he had no choice but to wipe his right eye with his clothes, and saw Kame Sennin along the way.

"Hoho, I thought you kid could sleep until noon, but you actually got up early. It's really beyond my expectation!"

Turtle Immortal said with a smile.

He wanted to sleep longer, but Du Ming regretted that he was woken up by a strange bed.

"Good morning, teacher!" he greeted listlessly, tired.

"It's just a morning run, you look so tired, it's really useless!" Turtle Immortal rolled his eyes wildly: "You can't even look at anything about your body!"

Du Ming smiled coldly: "Now I am a disciple of the noble Master Wu Tian. I have wrongs and debts. Every bone in my body was trained by Master Wu Tian. If you think I am not good enough, you can go to Wu Tian." Grandmaster."

"You're the only one who talks too much!" Kame Immortal's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but rubbed his forehead.

"It's not too early." Turtle Immortal squinted his eyes, then looked at Du Ming's half-asleep and half-awake state and said, "Hurry, take advantage of your body's fatigue at this time, feel the jumping and instability of Qi in your body, and try to control it .”