A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

"How so?"

Saitama, dressed in a sportswear, has his hands crossed at the waist, and although his collar and back are soaked with sweat, he is undoubtedly in much better condition than King.

"I started training twice as much as you do now, aren't I alive and well now? Besides, you're a lot better off than you were a week ago, and you couldn't even hold on to twenty squats at first.

"No, no, no..." Hearing

Saitama's words, King's head sitting on the ground shook like a rattle: "People are different, I don't want to die young!"

Grandpa Maruko, who had hair, didn't know where to find a branch and poked King's thigh: "Come on, hold on a little longer!"

(⊙ꇴ⊙)

King shivered: "Don't come here!!"

Saitama

, who was beaten in the game, had a bit of a personal grudge at this time, and his innocent grin was simply devil in King's eyes.

Johnson said hello, bought the two of them a drink to quench their thirst in advance, and sat on a nearby bench to read the newspaper.

A purple palm appears from time to time when the two pass by, although it is not always rewarding, but the number of times is more, and you can always pick up one or two "limiter fragments" that fall out of thin air.

- F cub, how far has the progress of the fragment card been?

[Fantasy Cards: Limiter Fragment] ×71

Johnson asked in his heart, and F cub immediately replied.

Not surprisingly, the next Limiter Breakthrough will reach the fusion condition when the fragment card reaches 80, at which point the progress is close to 90%.

Josson's promise to King to help him become stronger is not without purpose, but the premise requires his own ability to go further.

As a hanger, all he has to do is wait.

Every day touching fish, fighting monsters, and singing jade, time flies quickly.

As for King's current training with Saitama, it should be a tempering of his willpower before the implementation of the plan.

The greatness of a hero lies in his noble posture in the face of fear.

King, who was being chased by Saitama running all over the ground at this time, did not see such a trait for the time being.

On the street.

An old silver-haired man in a black slim shirt passed outside the park, and after a few seconds, he turned back the same way.

"Well, this isn't..." The

old man paused for a moment, then walked into the park.

"Oooh, Jossen-kun."

Qiao Sen looked unsurprised, put down the newspaper, got up and made room for the old man: "Old man, long time no see." The

passively opened "heart net" was consciously limited by him to distance and accuracy, but for a strong person of Bungu's level, the biological magnetic field is as dazzling as a star, and it is difficult not to notice.

This kid....

Bungu was shocked in his heart, has the smelly boy reached this point?

I originally wanted to see if Qiao Sen had grown after this time, but when he got closer, he found that there was a hint of the unity of heaven and man on this kid.

The old man's eyes suddenly darkened.

Alas, old and old.

There is absolutely nothing to teach now.

Joson smiled and helped the old man to sit down, and handed over a bottle of drink by the way.

"There are only drinks here, old man, you can quench your thirst with a bottle."

"Good."

Bungu did not shirk, took the ton and ton, and drank the small half bottle.

At this point, he wanted to open instead.

The forest is so big that you won't hang from a tree, you always have to find a few more.

Thinking so, the old man's gaze fell on the two people in training.

After looking at it for a while, Bangu's eyes gradually changed from curious to strange: "I said Qiao Senjun, these two people... What are you doing? "

Saitama he naturally knows, the new guy who was chased by Saitama to the point of almost breathlessness, how to look at it is an ordinary person.

Except that the appearance is a little fierce.

Looking at the Saitama duo, who had turned into a chase and fight - mainly King was unilaterally abused - Johnson thought about it and decided to tell the truth.

"Their words are for today's training."

Bangu saw that King had entered a state of blackened eyes, and felt a little pain in his brain: "How much training can I train like this?"

"This is the training method Saitama developed for himself, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and 10km runs." Johnson snapped his fingers while recalling, "Every day, three meals a day, a banana for breakfast, and no air conditioning can be turned on in summer and winter, so as to exercise the spirit, that's pretty much it."

Bungu: "What

the hell is the training method, it sounds very ordinary."

However, that little brother named Saitama is indeed getting stronger at an amazing rate, could it be that this joking-like training method really works?

After all, it was strange knowledge beyond common sense, and Bungu quickly gave up thinking.

"By the way, Qiao Senjun, do you know about the holding of the S-class hero plenary meeting in City A in the afternoon?"

"You know, the Z City branch notified me yesterday," Joson remembered receiving a call from Lani yesterday, "saying that he had to cooperate with the publicity photos after the meeting or something, it sounds very troublesome." "

It's true that the old man is not very good at these things, but setting an example for the public is also one of the heroes' jobs," Bungu asked, putting down his drink, "Since you met, do you want to take the high-speed train together at noon?" "

Otherwise, the old man will stay at noon to have a light meal with us, and I will take you to the headquarters after the lunch break," Johnson thought for a moment and invited, "Don't worry about being late, I have a unique skill in rushing." "

In this way," Bungu nodded, leaning back on the bench without any strong frame, "then trouble Qiao Senjun to send me a trip." "

......

City A, headquarters of the Heroes Society.

Joson and Bungu walked into the door, each with a toothpick in their mouths, looking like they had just finished lunch.

King barely completed half of his training under Saitama's pressure, and was already a dead dog, barely surviving on happy water.

Considering King's physique, Johnson also added a "palm cactus" to help him condition the damage in his body.

After Chakra's careful perception, it was found that King's neglected body could not be said to be bad, and it was actually not healthy at all.

That is, this skin bag that God eats is enough to bluff people.

The first dinner for all the members of the hot pot group was delayed a lot because of this, and the homemade hot pot must be too late, so everyone found a burger restaurant at noon to deal with it simply, ready to go back to eat a big meal in the evening.

The remaining two have now returned to Saitama's apartment, and King, who has been bullied for a morning, is now ravaging Saitama on another battlefield, and King is almost crazy when the two of them leave.

Fortunately, Saitama, a dish and fun-loving person, did not admit it, and the two spent almost a week under this cycle of love and killing, and life was flavorful.