A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Upon entering the dressing room, Josson was given a bath-center-like bracelet, each corresponding to a locker for clothes.

According to the requirements of the association, no equipment can be used to participate in the test, and male candidates can only wear a maximum of one shorts provided by the association.

As for female candidates, there is an extra sports vest.

The proportion of female heroes has always been a minority, such as today, and most of the people who come to participate in recruitment are livestock.

In the locker room, there is no shortage of Mr. Bodybuilder-level muscle bully, who are coming together to play their huge pectoralis muscles and exchange experience in ironing.

The atmosphere gradually became anxious.

The male hormones in the entire dressing room were seriously exceeded, and Joson ignored these and took off his shirt without care.

"Hey, this kid..."

a whisper came from the corner of the dressing room as Johnson took off his shirt.

The tall size, smooth muscles, exaggerated inverted triangles, and countless attribute card bonuses have created this steel body in front of him, which has nothing to do with Jossen's own efforts.

A silver-haired old man with a particularly strong spirit opened his eyes, and a strong look erupted in them: "Perfect! Simply perfect body proportions, visible martial arts talent, this kid is a rare piece of jade! "

Hiss—

on the other side, a strong spider induction strikes, and Johnson immediately notices the gaze behind him.

Looking back slightly, I saw a spiritual old man who looked to be over the age of antiquity smiling kindly at him, and then calmly removed his shirt like everyone else, revealing a piece of granite-like exaggerated muscles.

Johnson:!!

"Groove, this old man!"

Someone next to him exclaimed, even if the young man counts, how can an ordinary looking park old man have such a vigorous body!

The squinting kind smile is completely incompatible with the tendon flesh that can pinch a dead person with one hand, and it is full of a strong sense of discord.

Is the world crazy?

Silver fangs, Bungu.

Recognizing the identity of the old man, Joson must have in his heart.

That's okay.

The third S-class hero in the future, a demon king-level martial artist who fought invincible all over the world when he was young, the top combat power of the Hero Association and even the human side.

Joson bowed his head slightly, which was regarded as a response to Bongu's kindness.

Put your belongings in the locker and lock them, and walk to the assessment area with the candidates.

Bungu walked on the other side of the line, looking back at Jossen's figure and posture from time to time, with a strong brilliance in his eyes.

The blazing eyes made Jossen's head grow for a while.

Thinking of this martial arts master's good character, his head is even bigger.

Practicing martial arts is a hardship, why should you endure hardship if you can open and hang?

RBQ、RBQ......

The huge venue was divided into test areas, first of all, height, weight, vision, lung capacity and other routine items, after completing the recording of various data, Johnson saw the delicate Lani standing at the door of the strength test room waiting for him.

"Officer Josson, please follow me."

Qiao Sen nodded and followed, and before he took two steps, the old man's voice suddenly came from behind him: "That, little girl, can I join you?" "

Ah..."

Lani was startled, and when she turned around, she saw an old man who was too strong to speak standing behind her, her eyes narrowed... Ah no, it's asking yourself with a smile and a smile.

"This old gentleman..."

Lani just wanted to explain, but Qiao Sen, who stopped beside her, reminded: "This is a martial artist, Master Bungu. "

Martial Daoist?

"Eh, little brother, do you know me?"

For a while, Lani and Bungu were a little confused.

Qiao Sen nodded and complimented in his mouth: "Yes, I have the privilege of seeing the master's flowing water rock crushing fist. Saying

that, he gestured casually a few times.

Bangu sweated, although these few comparisons looked presentable, but he could see at a glance that the young man in front of him really had no martial arts foundation: "Forget about the master, the old man is just an ordinary old man who runs a dojo."

Qiao Sen leaned over and whispered, "Where, I know a little about the master's deeds when he was young," "

Huh?" Bangu straightened his waist slightly, and his eyes revealed a trace of murderous aura, "Does you kid know too much?" Thinking

of the days that had been stormy, Bang Gu's face turned red: "Ahem... Don't mention the past, little brother, what is your name.

"My name is Josson, and I'm a police officer."

"Qiao Senjun, I have time to sit in my Taoist hall, not far from Z City, and the environment is also good."

"Okay, I'll go when I have time."

......

Lani, who was left behind, saw that the two were chatting and had abandoned herself and walked into the testing room, and she was a little dumbfounded for a while, weighed the pros and cons a little, and quickly pedaled her high heels and pedaled to catch up.

"Please come with me, there is a separate testing room here."

Bongu's eyes lit up: "Don't you have to queue up, that's a good feeling." "

Jossen squint, old man, aren't we too rash.

You don't have to be so blunt.

Lani leads the two to a large locomotive-like machine and explains to the question-mark staff why the testers have changed from one to two.

Joson and Bungu turned to look at each other.

"Brother Qiao Sen, who of us will come first."

"Master, you come first, I'll watch you perform."

Bungu nodded, no longer polite, raised his arm to open his muscles: "Then the old man will come first." Before

meeting Josson, Bungu was only curious about the Hero Association, signing up for the Hero Recruit firstly to do something for ordinary people with his own strength, and secondly to observe whether this organization could act as they advertised.

As for the ranking of heroes or something, it is completely out of the old man's consideration, and it will be over if you fool around.

But now it's different, and he decided to show the young man in front of him what martial arts are.

Standing shirtless in front of the test machine, Bungu immediately bent his legs slightly at the waist, his gray hair was windless and automatic, one hand raised, the other behind his back, Tai Chi drew two rounded and flawless light blue trajectories in the air, and suddenly punched out.

"Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist!"

In the sound of drinking, spider induction was activated.

In the suddenly slowing perspective, Qiao Sen clearly observed every detail of Bungu punching, seemingly light and casual punches gathered the world's most exquisite martial arts techniques, only with the smallest force burst out extremely powerful, like an antelope hanging horns, with ease.

Syllable!

The fist that fell on the leather cushion emitted a compressed air explosion, and the staff present just reacted, and saw that the display screen above the test machine was accompanied by the electronic sound of "dingding" and three large numbers "9" popped out in a row.

"Oooh! Nine hundred and ninety-nine kilograms of punch power! No, the limits of machine measurements that have been exceeded!

"This... Mr. Bungu, strength test, full score!! "