My double is steve

"The fighting tournament in this world is too much, right?"

In the stands of the fighting tournament, Xiao Yao, who was watching the match, leaned on his chin listlessly, yawned lazily and said, "If there is a chance, let's read more time books, and then go to Dragon Ball to watch the martial arts meeting..."

Yes, since the resources in the MC world were almost used up, Xiao Yao didn't bother to go back, so he just came over with Fang Mo to join in the fun.

It's just that, as she said, this so-called fighting competition... is really exciting. Although martial arts masters from all over the country are gathered to participate in the battle, you must know that this is a world of one punch, and the upper limit of martial arts is too low. , It can't compare to those guys who cheat.

Fortunately, both of them have also read the original work, knowing that the early stage of this plot is not interesting, and they are both mentally prepared.

Now, it's nothing more than watching Saitama or Suiryu go all the way.

"Dragon Ball..."

Fang Mo next to him is quite leisurely, he enjoys the feeling that the other party can always be by his side, no matter how boring this fighting game is, he seems to be able to watch it with relish: "That world is really interesting, if If I get a chance, I'd like to go and see it."

"Yeah, that's my childhood memory."

Xiao Yao said casually: "When I was a child, the only thing that made me wake up early during the summer vacation was Ala Lei and Dragon Ball, but at that time I often switched to selling counterfeit medicines..."

"Because the old men and women are going home after shopping in the morning market, of course they have to broadcast a commercial for a miracle doctor."

Fang Mo said casually, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, and stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Hey little monster, you said that if I make a wish to Shenlong... If I want to enjoy one-stop service, what will happen to it? manage?"

"Then I'm afraid you will have to become a bus."

The little demon said angrily.

"Haha." Fang Mo couldn't help being amused when he heard this, how could he feel comfortable staying with her, after all, no one in the plot world can understand such a remote stalk.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo also stretched out his hand and rubbed the opponent's head twice: "Hey, it's great to have you."

"If you really want to go, then I'm afraid you'll have to go for a run in the future."

The little demon raised his hand and knocked Fang Mo's hand away, then straightened his hair and said, "You can run around the abyss wasteland, and I will also make you a quantum ring when the time comes, and you can let Steve fly away." Get up and run... I remember there are a lot of reward boxes on the surface over there."

"I don't need to go up the ring."

Fang Mo shook his head: "A few days ago, I got a Gale Ring. I wanted to give it to you, but since you have already ascended mechanically...then I might as well leave it to Steve."

Speaking of this, Fang Mo also recalled.

There seems to be a big bag of rewards in my backpack.

Yes, since Fang Mo came to the world of One Punch, he has drawn two consecutive waves of rewards, such as the girly core, the creation of cones and thorns, and the defense cup, test product 115, oil spring and other props. I have saved a lot, but recently I have been lazy and haven't studied it.

Think about it carefully.

I have been too salty recently.

Since he tricked the little demon here, those dangerous thoughts in Fang Mo's heart have basically disappeared. Now he seems to have no sense of crisis and urgency at all except fishing in troubled waters every day. He even wants to play mahjong when he is bored. .

Thinking of this, Fang Mo suddenly realized that he had been a little slack recently.

So he also reflected a little bit.

Originally, Fang Mo was leaning lazily on the stool, crossing his legs and admiring the game below, but after realizing that he was too salty, he directly transferred his consciousness to Steve, intending to do something serious.

For example, take the opportunity to study the reward props or something.

"That's fine too."

But Xiaoyao obviously didn't know what Fang Mo was thinking. She nodded casually at the moment, but she was taken aback for a second: "Huh? Why is Qiyu playing again...I'll go! It's Mr. Baoshan!"

"Huh? Uncle Baoshan has appeared?"

Hearing what Xiao Yao said, Fang Mo's attention was once again attracted.

I saw him looking up at the arena, and he really saw the legendary Uncle Baoshan.

The other party is a burly man with thick eyebrows and a beard. At the moment, he is wearing a white training uniform, but he deliberately exposes his arms and chest. His muscles look very strong, and he is indeed a fairly good man. fighters.

It's just that what is completely inversely proportional to his strength is his state of mind.

Since the competition has not officially started at this moment, normally speaking, now is the time for fighters from both sides to communicate with each other, introduce their own genres and so on.

But Baoshan didn't have any so-called master demeanor at all, instead he showed a cruel smile.

He kept making gestures back and forth on Saitama's body with his hands or feet.

Fang Mo has swallowed an unknown amount of essence berries, and his physical fitness is very high. At this moment, he listened to the conversation between the two seriously. As expected, Baoshan was saying some threatening words, saying that he would kick Saitama's knee first. , and then broke the spine, and finally split his sky cap with a hand knife and so on.

It's just that after Baoshan knocked Qiyu's head provocatively.

Qiyu couldn't help it anymore.

Because just now, the wig on the top of his head was tilted suddenly. If it fell off, it would definitely be exposed, so he punched out subconsciously.

"Don't touch my wig."

Accompanied by Qitama's complaints, Bakuyama didn't even react, his stomach sunken suddenly, his eyes protruded at the same time, his whole body arched like a cooked shrimp after being hit hard, and shot out like a cannonball. It flew out of the arena and smashed heavily into the wall not far away.

"Oh oh oh tea orchids tea orchids!"

Seeing that Baoshan was sent flying, the audience below burst into cheers.

I have to say that ordinary people in this boxing world are really blind. Qiyu just changed into a training suit and wore a very rough wig.

And on the other hand, while they cheered Qiyu, they kept booing Baoshan. Yes, this group of people has no observation ability at all. In their opinion, it is obvious that Baoshan is too weak. That's why he claims to have won two fighting championships.

"Okay, the invincible Master Baoshan has fallen."

After seeing Explosive Mountain fall, Fang Mo also took his attention away from the arena, and continued to study his reward props.

"Speaking of which, you're going to go down to play soon, right?"

Xiao Yao also looked back, thought for a while and asked: "What if you draw lots and face Qi Yu? You won't be punched by him for a second, right? Do you have a totem of immortality in your hand?" ? For safety's sake, do you want to bring one..."

"Sorry, I have never worn that thing in my life."

Fang Mo waved his hand indifferently and said.

"... Is there something wrong with your wearing the word?" The little demon also frowned when she heard this, but then she chuckled again, and said mockingly: "You don't have a chance to wear it, do you?"

"Why do you care so much about such details?"

Fang Mo raised his forehead when he heard the words. Normally, this kind of homophonic stalk would not be heard by people, but due to the problem of the Sinicization module, this caused Fang Mo to communicate with other people more like thinking, No matter what language is used to communicate, it feels like being able to automatically insert a subtitle in other people's minds to help translate.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo also took the initiative to change his words: "In short, this is the reset version of Saitama, not the original one. Even a hungry wolf can fight him twice... Do you think I will be afraid?"

"Isn't his new setting exponential growth?"

The little demon insisted: "Maybe if I hit you, I can't hold on anymore?"

"Well then, when I go down to fight him later, show me your feet first." Fang Mo stretched out his hand, took the eternal gemstone handed over by Steve, the white light flashed and activated, Then he looked at the gemstone and said, "After I lose, you can pull out your foot. You can see how long I can hold on..."

"Go away, you're disgusting."

The little demon immediately punched Fang Mo when he heard this: "You are so perverted, why don't you just turn into a sock and put it on my feet?"

"……Um!?"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Xiao Yao with a sudden realization.

"You, you, you, hurry up and shut up!" Xiao Yao immediately reacted when he saw this gaze, shrank back in his seat a little uneasy and said, "Hey, it's time for you to go to the competition... Hurry down!"

"Tsk...disappointing."

Hearing this, Fang Mo curled his lips in disdain, but the other party really didn't talk nonsense, and it was really his turn to compete.

So he shook his head, and slowly stood up from his seat: "Is there any reward for winning?"

"Rewards you with a thermal mechanical gear."

"Hey, is it copper?"

"roll!"

After chatting casually with the other party, Fang Mo smiled and walked towards the arena in a good mood.

Since the fighting competition is a lottery system, Fang Mo did not directly confront Saitama. Instead, he met a familiar man. He looked like a tall and gentle man, wearing a plaid sweater and a white shirt on his lower body. Suit pants and black gloves, Fang Mo had just appeared on the stage here, and the other party was already observing him.

"Dear audience friends, the one standing in front of you is this year's rookie in the martial arts world!"

As soon as Fang Mo appeared on the stage, the referee here immediately began to introduce: "Different from the veteran fighter Qiao Ze on the other side, standing in front of everyone is a founder of a new martial art...Mr. Fang Mo!"

"Of course not only that, he is also one of the S-level heroes in the Heroes Association, the priest of the original god sect!!!"

As soon as the word "Father" was uttered, the entire arena immediately became a sensation.

I saw the cheers sounding like a wave, not only the audience around the four rounds, but even Miss Hui, who was in charge of holding the placards, became excited. Many people cheered enthusiastically, and they didn't even know where to take out There are a bunch of fan cards, with the word priest written on it, followed by a lot of love and the like.

It's worth mentioning though.

Fang Mo's fans are not just these girls, even many young men, aunts, old men and the like are holding signs together, screaming and shouting.

Even Fang Mo himself was a little surprised after seeing this scene.

Unknowingly, this church has developed so well, and it has achieved perfect development for all ages. Sure enough, the ability to explode gold coins is really strong... In the true sense, young and old eat all, after all, there are Who doesn't love gold?

"Ahh! My lord priest!"

Countless fans below were shouting frantically, and some even took out their net bags and shouted: "Throw it here! Father, please bless me!"

However, it is different from the audience boiling.

After Xiao Yao saw this scene, her face was full of question marks.

"???"

She looked around subconsciously, and then looked at Fang Mo, with a completely bewildered expression on her face.

To be honest, even if she wanted to break her head, she couldn't understand why she just went back to the MC world and worked hard on the machine for a while, and when she came back, this product was so popular.

"Ahem...I didn't expect Mr. Priest's appearance to cause such a big commotion."

I have to say that the referee here seems to be quite surprised, but as the referee and host of the game, of course he still hopes that the scene will be more lively. After all, this is a live TV broadcast, and he himself will get a bonus if the ratings are high.

So after thinking about it, he immediately threw out another message.

"Everyone may not know, Mr. Priest challenged the martial arts world this time...in fact, he also brought a set of exercises he created himself."

as expected.

As soon as this sentence is said.

The audience below immediately became more excited.

Quite a few people were intoxicated and yelled wildly over there, saying strange things like I want to repent.

Obviously, these audiences are very much looking forward to it. After all, the S-level heroes in this world are super hot, with the feeling of their own traffic. In an instant, everyone began to guess, what is the martial art created by the priest, the cross confession boxing? Or something like Exploding Gold Coins?

In fact, if it is the latter.

This group of spectators was ready to rush to the ring to grab gold coins in the first place.

And at this moment, the host here also smiled. The current heat of the arena is almost over, so of course he will stop being a joke.

"So... Do you want to know what kind of martial arts Mr. Priest brought this time?"

I saw the host here talking, walking slowly down the stage, and shouting loudly at the same time: "That's right! It's blowfly rubbing hands and fists!"

"..."

In an instant, the entire arena suddenly fell into deathly silence.

It's as clear and audible as a needle falling.

There were even two beautiful girls in the front row who were so shocked that the fan cards in their hands fell to the ground with a bang.