King Engine Of One Punch Man

"Cut, what shall I explain to you? King, listen to me, I have a clear conscience, frank and frank!"

Tornado glared at King, and a green glow flashed across his body. Together with Blowing Snow, the two disappeared into the sky in a flash.

King looked at the direction the two were leaving, and then looked down at the "Grow Tall" milk in his hand. After all, the gift was not given out. He felt that he owed Tornado. He plagiarized other people's skills and even a box of "Grow Tall". Not willing to give milk.

"Look at the motivation that belongs to me."

He opened his attribute board, his gaze fell directly on the skill column, and he saw the motivation to read...Oh, it was the super power that was clearly on it.

Super Ability lv3: Attack the enemy with powerful thought power.

"Haha, now I can finally tell others that I am a powerful superpower...Well, wait, why are my skills missing?"

King just let out a big laugh, his eyes condensed suddenly, and he stared at his skill column, where the number of skills was slightly less.

Name: Wang Feng

English name: king

Level: Level 20

Experience value: 123715000

Stamina: 17

Strength: 8

Speed: 17

Defense: 78

Lucky value: hidden attributes, can't be viewed, can't be changed!

Attribute points: 0

Skills: 1. Explosive energy bomb lv3: Collect surrounding energy and launch energy bombs like laser cannons.

2. Strengthen Transformation lv2: Strengthen your own abilities, and make your skills more powerful.

3. Flying lv3: As the messenger of the earth, you can fly freely in the earth.

4. Ashura's unique sixth sense lv3: A powerful sixth sense, able to perceive dangers and unknown areas that the naked eye can't detect.

Skill points: 10

Cards: Four-star monster card·Desire Judge (permanent), Beastmaster, Earth Dragon, Katsuyu...

Special card: Unstarred card·king (full level)

"Ha? What about my tracking and positioning skills? What about my sword-drawing skills? What about my imperial mouth guns? System, you...what did you do?"

I seem to be fucked by the system.

"Ding dong, skill-equivalent exchange cards need to exchange host-equivalent skills for the opponent's skills. Once a skill provides insufficient value, it needs to consume other skills to offset it."

The cold voice of the system does not contain any emotion, but he feels a hint of schadenfreude. Is it an illusion?

King was dumbfounded. He almost returned to the pre-liberation overnight. He originally had eight skills, but now only five are left. The super powers are obtained from Tornado, that is, he exchanged four skills for one super power. .

Is it worth it?

He stared blankly at the "long tall" milk he was carrying, and for the first time he had the urge to indulge in buying drunk, but after thinking about it, drunk milk seemed to be bad for your health, give it up!

"..."

Regardless of its value, it’s done, don’t miss the past, look forward...

boom!

There was an explosion, and a black shadow whirled and flew towards him at extreme speed.

"Ding Dong, there is a convertible three-star monster card nearby, please go to the Host to convert it."

You see, there are surprises looking forward, oh, maybe a little surprise.

King dodged slightly, avoiding the attack of the black shadow, carefully watching the black shadow passing by, and found that it was the corpse of the weird head shot by someone.

"Three-star weird card?"

King put away his "heavy loss" grief, watched the weird corpse go away, and curiously said: "System, can you report the level of the weird now? And, the system has you classified the robot among the weird?" G2 he met before. After the robot died, he was not given a card, and the corpse of the strange man who flew past was obviously a robot.

"Ding Dong, the system has been updated and more gameplays have been added. Please feel free to explore it by Host."

The system refuses to answer King's question unkindly.

"Hey, a map showing the location of the dead monster is also displayed."

He looked at the extra small map in the lower right corner of the system interface. There was his avatar on it, indicating his location, and there was also an eccentric's avatar, indicating the identity of the eccentric who can convert cards.

After groping for a while, he cast his gaze into the building ahead. On the newly opened hole, a shiny bald head was very conspicuous. Obviously, the tornado hadn't completely killed the weird just now, and Saitama, who was chasing it, succeeded in making a knife.

"Ha, Saitama? This guy has such a strong psychological endurance that he can run around like a okay person even if he is scolded to death in City Z, he doesn't care about the eyes of others."

He smiled slightly and was about to meet Saitama, but his body was just about to lower. Saitama seemed to have encountered a big thing. He jumped down from the building, stepped away with his feet, and rushed vigorously, in the blink of an eye. disappear.

watt?

He stared blankly in the direction Saitama was leaving. Could it be... Is there a supermarket sale that is overdue?

Only then will Saitama be so anxious.

"It's important to draw a card."

He didn't care about the leaving Saitama, nor did he care about the corpses of the strange people who flew away. After all, there was a pile of wreckage on the ground, and he only had to touch the wreckage when he touched the card.

"Until it becomes strong enough, it's not a real effort..."

"Is it possible that my self tomorrow or in the future will never be able to defeat the self I am today? If you have time to sigh, it is better to choose to continue to hone yourself and make yourself stronger."

As soon as King entered the building, he saw his glasses half-kneeling on the ground and muttering to himself like a demon. After listening to them a few times, he finally understood the words. Well, I'm afraid it was the poisonous chicken soup left by Saitama that harmed the glasses.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to Host for getting a three-star freak card."

King ignored the glasses for a while, and touched the card, before looking at the glasses and the group of comatose Chubuki members behind him.

He took out the phone and notified the Heroes' Association to come and pick up the people. At the same time, he lightly kicked his glasses and said, "Hey, when are you going to be confused?"

"Um?"

The glasses looked up at King blankly, his eyes brightened suddenly, and he said in shock: "Master King?"

"Oh, come with me!"

King didn't recognize him when he saw his glasses, his mouth twitched slightly, and with a big wave of his hand, his glasses floated up, leading him to the sky.

"Master King, where are you going to take me? My teammates in the snow blowing group are still in the parking lot. I can't leave them alone." The glasses floated in the air under the influence of King's power, hurriedly swinging and kicking.

"Don't worry, I have already notified the Heroes Association. Someone will come over and arrange the members of the Chuxue Group to be admitted to the hospital for treatment."

King took his glasses and fell into a park. Due to the presence of ghost-level strangers in Xicheng District, the citizens had already left the refuge. After all, ghost-level disaster strangers had the power to destroy a city.

"Master King, you..."

"Don't talk, one hundred push-ups, do!"

The king looked at the glasses calmly, however, the unremarkable appearance had a majestic aura that made the glasses irresistible, so he obediently did push-ups on the ground.

At the beginning, he finished very fast, but as he went to the back, his speed became slower, sweat also came out of his forehead, and his hands were lifted as hard as a huge weight.

However, the glasses were also stiff enough to come down abruptly. After doing a hundred push-ups, he immediately fell on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Don't pretend to be dead, and continue with a hundred sit-ups."

The glasses lay on the ground and turned his head to look at the expressionless king, feeling guilty, gritted his teeth and turned over...

"Don't stop a hundred squats!"

"You don't need to run slowly for a ten-kilometer run!"

After a whole set of exercises, the glasses have long been lying on the ground like a dead dog and panting, motionless.

"Master King, this exercise is useful?"

If he remembers correctly, the mask once told him to exercise like this, and now King trains himself in this way. Can such ordinary exercise really make people stronger?

"Did you know? Three years ago, I was an otaku who only knew how to play games. I had no power to hold a chicken. Three years later, I have become the strongest man. The reason why I have changed so much in three years is Because of this exercise."

Well, if it were not for Saitama to exercise according to this set of exercise methods, he might not be able to become the strongest man by picking up Saitama's leaks, so there is nothing wrong with him.

"Did King become the strongest man through this exercise method?"

He also remembered that the mask had said that someone once became the strongest person by relying on this exercise method, it turned out to be king!

His heart was excited, his fist was squeezed, and he was full of enthusiasm: "Don't worry, Lord King, I will definitely stick to it...become stronger, stronger!!"

He didn't know why King suddenly told him the way to become stronger.

His heart moved, and suddenly he remembered the rumor that King had presided over his own hero identification test, that King would choose a newcomer to become his disciple.

Is it me that lucky person?

He couldn't help but think about it.

King looked at his glasses with a happy smirk and slapped his forehead. Does this guy really have the potential to become an S-rank hero as Jace said? Doesn't it look like?

Well, don't worry, anyway, I can only help him so much, whether he can stick to it, whether he chooses to become an S-level or choose to stay in a B-level, depends on his own ability.

Hey, is it called S...B when combined?

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