Realms: Only I Traverse Through the Anime Multiverse

Morning.

The sea breeze is slow.

The city by the sea was very refreshing in the morning, with noisy in the quiet, Du Ming was awakened by a touch of yang outside the window.

I glanced at the alarm clock of the bedside cabinet than in the imagination, and the sleep time was one hour less than he was normal.

He had a little fault in bed. Although he often dreamed of ghostly bed at home, he was still very comfortable.

Sleeping on strange beds, sleeping time is shorter than normal.

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

"Personal data."

【Name】 Du Ming

【Life level】 0

Still there is no improvement level 0, Du Ming quickly shook his head, pretending to see the conspicuous 0, and immediately scanned the memory in his mind.

I yawned a few times and couldn't sleep. Du Ming sighed silently. It took twenty minutes to grind and washed and walked out of the room.

From the room, I have been sitting on the elevator to a quiet. There is no one who has a Mimi martial arts. Only occasionally encounter the hotel service staff and nod with a smile with him.

The Mi Mi Hotel is Linjiang, there are many scenery, and there are no other hotels near the Mimi Hotel.

One side of the hotel is the road to the open -air bar yesterday, and the other side is a park.

When he came outside the hotel, Du Ming was suddenly called by a neat voice on the side of the park.

"One, two, one!"

"One, two, one!"

There was a neat running slogan in the park.

"Niwa, someone comes out so early? Is it a football team, a baseball team or a park."

Du Ming was curious and walked slowly towards the park.

Through the trail of the pan, the dense broad -leaved tree, the sound in the park becomes majestic.

"I said, no wonder the hotel is so quiet, it's not sleeping you!"

In the park, the team runs the martial arts martial arts.

The Halot Brothers, Ed, and the eight of the fighting conferences are all there, and more than a hundred people in Mimi martial arts seem to be there.

Hundreds of martial arts were divided into more than a dozen teams, running around the Avenue trail around the park in the large park.

These running teams are very casual. Occasionally, the tired warriors leave the team and stand on the side to rest.

There are also rest for some time, run to the end of the running team, and run together.

Du Ming also saw that the Hart brothers who were angry yesterday were running in a team.

Morning exercise, running.

This is basically the most basic exercise of martial arts.

Du Ming looked at it, and it felt itchy.

However, he always felt that the speed of these people's running seemed a little ... strange, he observed it.

"The speed actually divides the gradient."

Du Ming found that these running teams are actually not the same.

For example, the Edna guy who won the championship in the Fighting Conference yesterday, the team he led was the fastest, as if running a 100 -meter sprint.

The Ed, the heel was like a jet cylinder, and it was not tired to run.

The guys in his team were sweating each other. From time to time, some people escaped from the team and lost, and from time to time, someone inserted into the end of the team and barely followed.

The two brothers of the Hart are also leading. The two of them led the team slowly, without the speed of running a hundred meters, but they were also galloping and dare not underestimate.

Except for the eight warriors who debuted at the Fighting Conference yesterday, the rest of these teams were in and out of the fighting conference and often could not keep up with the leader.

"These people can't keep up with me!"

Looking at the hundreds of martial arts, the runners who could not follow the leaders accounted for seventh seven or eight, and Du Mingxin was satisfied.

He observed for a while, and probably learned about about 6 leading teams, and the speed was divided into 6 levels from fast to slow.

A few fast speeds can't keep up, and you can run with the slow team.

After waiting for a while, his eyes lighted up, and finally waited for the slowest running team to face the team. The leader was a player of the quarterfinals yesterday.

Without a word, Du Ming took a breath and ran away with the slowest team with his legs.

The martial arts in front of Du Ming were accustomed to it, and they were not surprised because Du Ming suddenly inserted it, and ran steadily.

At the beginning, Du Ming smiled and followed behind the army.

After half a minute ...

"Where is wrong ..."

Du Ming was expressionless and felt the slowest running team ... it seemed that the speed was a bit not right.

After half a minute ...

"Huh, ha ~~ huh, ha ~~"

Du Ming moved his left and right hands mechanically, followed his feet hard, gritted his teeth and followed the team tightly.

After half a minute ...

"..."

Du Ming breathed hard with his mouth, and he didn't know if he was sweating.

The speed of this run is really terrible.

Obviously he was the slowest team he had carefully selected. It really felt that the speed of running was faster than his usual running speed.

After half a minute.

Du Ming also wanted to struggle to keep up with the team, but it was contrary to his wishes. He couldn't heel down, but the team was getting farther and farther away from him, and gradually could only see the tail from a distance.

"No, no, you have to rest ..."

Du Ming almost exhausted.

As an ordinary person, although he can't run as fast as ordinary athletes, he can still run 1500 meters if he runs slowly under normal circumstances.

But what's wrong with these martial artists? They can't run well, and their speeds are more exaggerated than each other. He just followed the slowest team and ran for two minutes, and his body seemed to fall apart.

"It's outrageous! These dogs."

Du Ming walked step by step, with heavy steps, to the rest chair under the tree, and was about to sit on it.

"Don't sit, stand!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears.

"... Teacher?!"

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

His hands were wet, and there was no dry towel prepared, so he had to wipe his right eye with his clothes, and he also saw Master Kame.

"Hehe, I thought you could sleep until noon, but you got up early, which really exceeded my expectations!"

Master Kame said with a smile.

Wanting to sleep longer, Du Ming regretted being woken up by a strange bed.

"Morning, teacher!" He greeted listlessly.

"It's just a morning run. You look so tired. It's useless!" Turtle Hermit rolled his eyes wildly: "Nothing about your body looks good!"

Du Ming smiled coldly: "Now I am a disciple of the noble Master Wu Tian. Every grievance has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. Every bone in my body was trained by Master Wu Tian. If you think I can't do it, you can find Master Wu Tian."

"You are the only one who talks too much!" Turtle Hermit's eyes twitched, rubbing his forehead helplessly.

"It's not early anymore." Turtle Hermit squinted his eyes, then looked at Du Ming's half-asleep look and said: "Hurry up, take advantage of the fatigue of your body at this time, feel the jumping and instability of the qi in your body, and try to control it."