A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

"It's been a long time, it's been almost half a month since you went back to M City, right?"

Joson sat down on the sofa, and Nian Li grabbed a pack of snacks and chatted with King while eating.

"How, how is the practice now?"

"Thank you Qiao Sensang, you care, after this period of practice, the electricity is roughly estimated, almost crossing the threshold of 50,000 volts."

Like an elementary school student who was pulled by the class teacher to check his winter vacation homework on the first day of school, King replied a little shyly.

When Johnson heard this, he suddenly came to the spirit: "Fifty thousand volts? That's a pretty good progress! "

Yes," King said with a gentle smile, a little embarrassed by the praise, "Except for cultivation, most of them actually break through during battle.

"I also tested it according to the method you described, and now it is no longer a problem to break the small mountain rock with one punch."

King and Qiao Sen on the other end of the phone exchanged a few pleasantries, and then asked: "Qiao Sensan, are you free now?" My call this time is about something about the battle, and I want to ask you for advice. "

Of course," Jossen stuffed a snack into his mouth, "I'm at Saitama's house right now, King, if you have anything you want to ask, just say hello."

"Great! Then I'll say it bluntly, it's like this..." After

listening to the so-called strange phenomenon described in King's mouth, Joson's expression froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"You mean, a lot of weirdos saw you and died before they even started fighting?"

"If I understood correctly, did you mean to be scared to death?"

"Yes... No, I'm not sure how they died, that's why I wanted to ask you.

"Josensian-san, you also know, before I was just an ordinary person who played a relatively good game, even if I have mastered superpowers, I will still involuntarily get nervous when I meet a weirdo, which will cause my heart to beat faster or something..."

"Of course, I'm not afraid of fighting, on the contrary, I still hope to have a big battle to test my current strength."

Joson's ears moved slightly, capturing a key message from King's voice: "... Well, I probably got it.

King said that he was also a little embarrassed, and quickly added: "I have been trying to overcome it recently, such as watching the midnight scene of a horror movie alone, avoiding the road with lights when walking at night, or turning off the lights and playing murder suspense-type horror games in the room... Do training like this.

"However, it seems that because a person has stayed for too long, there will be more weirdos recently, so I discovered the phenomenon I just mentioned."

"That's it."

Syllable!

Joson couldn't help but hold his forehead, and when he heard "heart racing", he almost knew how those weirdos died.

When King's passive skill meets "electric push", under the combination of elements, there is only one truth!

"True Emperor Engine"!

Solved the case.

Those weirdos were indeed scared to death.

As for those strange training methods that King came up with in order to overcome his nervousness....

It can only be said that he is worthy of being a ruthless person who can play with Saitama in the original work.

Where the dragon is, there will be phoenix chicks, and the ancients will not deceive me.

"Ahem, I probably understand your situation King, and to sum up, it should be a normal situation."

Josson tried to organize the language, thinking about how to fool... No, how to enlighten King, who has just come into contact with extraordinary powers.

"Is it? But Josensian, shouldn't a normal battle be to use electricity or fists to defeat weirdos?

"If the weirdo dies before the fight, whether it's a move in the game or a comic, it won't be used."

King's statement was so well-founded that Joson was speechless.

That is, the current King can ask such a question, and if someone sees the vicious and vicious roadblock weirdo dies inexplicably, then don't hurry up and give you the way!

"That being said, in reality, everyone's fighting style is different."

Jossen scratched his head with some headache, but fortunately he was not Saitama, and his hair was firm enough.

Not to mention hair loss, even the freshly permed hairstyle has not changed at all!

"Take S-class heroes for example, for example, me and Tornado, both like to use mental power to solve battles - because they are clean and hygienic... No, it is labor-saving and convenient. Finding

a suitable direction to cut in, Joson began to talk, counting on his fingers: "Other S-class battles have their own characteristics, Bang Gu Master is good at martial arts, "Atomic Samurai" uses a sword, and "Flash Frys" uses speed. "

Even the "Super Alloy Black Light", "Vest Venerable" and "Sexy Prisoner", which are also muscular heroes, have completely different fighting styles-"

"The flesh of "Super Alloy Black Light" is the best weapon, and the enemy is basically destroyed when directly crashing into the enemy during the battle."

"The Vest Venerable prides himself on his strength, even if he is not good at skill, he is enough to deal with the vast majority of enemies."

"As for the 'sexy prisoner'... Forget it, Mr. Prisoner's battle mode is really indecent, and it is easy to suffer from the river crab god dimensionality reduction, I won't go into detail here..."

King on the other end of the phone listened to Johnson give a lot of examples of S-class heroes in one breath, his brain was already a little cloudy, and he was only one step away from being fooled and lame.

"I've said that, King, have you realized anything?"

Sure enough, Master Joe changed his tone and led the topic to King.

King was stunned for a moment, then replied cautiously, "Jossen-san, you mean... Let me not be bound by the rules of imagination and bravely find the best fighting style for me?

As if comprehending the true meaning of the battle, King's tiger body shook, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Of course, with his current burly body and strong physique, it is not an exaggeration to call him a tiger body!

"Wrong!"

King: "..."

As if a stick fell on the head, the bright light in King's eyes was scattered by a stick.

The voice of Joson on the phone was intense: "King, your current fighting style is the most suitable for you, what else do you have to do with that effort!" "

King：“...... Yes? "

(・ˍ・?)

"King..."

King was still a little puzzled, and Joson suddenly hated that iron was not steel.

"What you are best at is nothing else, that is, the strongest aura on the surface that surpasses all heroes by nature!"

"Even if the weak weirdo hears the heartbeat like a mountain roaring tsunami, he will be frightened to die on the spot..."

It's King, what you do best□ tooth! "