One Punch of Justice

Chapter 186

The preliminaries of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association are divided into eight groups, and the group winners will be determined in four arenas.

During the competition, weapons are not allowed, attacking vital points is not allowed, and killing is not allowed.

Whether it falls out of the ring or falls into a coma, it is considered a loss.

Of course, if you feel that you will be beaten, you can immediately admit defeat.

In this way, more than a hundred people lined up to draw lots and decided their respective groups.

"Number seventy-two..."

Holding the drawn lottery in his hand, Saitama looked at the battle table.

The time was relatively late, and there should be a while before it was his turn, so he went to the staff of the Budokan to ask for another comic, and squatted in the corner to read it.

To be honest, it was the first time the on-site staff saw such a contestant as Xianyucheng.

Indeed, some people signed up specifically to watch the qualifiers, and then conceded defeat when it was their turn.

But this one didn't even read the preliminaries, but went to read comics.

...Could it be to come in to rub the air conditioner?

...

Gradually, the winner of the previous game has been determined.

Quite a few people left the venue dejectedly, and the preselection area suddenly became quite empty.

"Please enter the ring on the 71st and 72nd!"

The referee's voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

Kelin, who got No. 71, climbed onto the ring, and clenched his fists to Xiao Wukong and Leping who had already passed the first round to show his confidence: "Don't worry, the qualifiers are just a trifle! As long as we don't meet you , it is impossible for me to lose!"

"Come on, Clint!"

Little Wukong compared his hands to trumpets to cheer for Kelin.

Guixianren, who was wearing a wig and attended the martial arts meeting as "Cheng Long", was also standing on the edge of the ring, ready to take a look at the results of Kelin's practice in the past three years.

Although he is a little clever, his comprehension is much worse than that of Wukong.

But passing the preliminaries shouldn't be a problem...

Gui Xianren thought so in his heart.

but……

"Contestant No. 72!"

"Contestant No. 72?"

"Can contestant No. 72 hear you? Please come to the second ring immediately. If it takes more than five minutes, it will be treated as a forfeit!"

...

The horn was playing over and over again.

Saitama, who was reading the manga and saw the most exciting part, raised his head with a slight frown.

Noisy...

Who is that No. 72...

I'm so hurt that I can't read comics with peace of mind...

Well?

Saitama suddenly seemed to remember something, took out the number plate he had drawn and looked at it...

ah……

It turned out to be me...

Really bad!

"That, sorry..."

With a comic book in his hand, Saitama walked to the edge of the ring and stepped up. Xianyu apologized to the referee: "The comics are so exciting, I almost forgot that I was here to participate in the Budokai..."

The other players onlookers below burst into laughter.

"Hahaha... what are you doing here!"

"It looks so weak!"

"Damn it, I really envy your opponent, this round is no different from giving away for nothing..."

"This kid's face is also very funny! Haha..."

...

Others were laughing, but Xiao Wukong looked at Saitama who was just like a salted fish with serious eyes.

don't feel...

Can't feel anything!

In the past three years, no matter if it is a tiger or a shark, as long as they get close to Xiao Wukong, no matter how well they hide, they can be accurately found by Xiao Wukong!

He didn't know that he had mastered the perception of "Qi" without anyone teaching him.

But this almost invincible ability has failed today.

Saitama was clearly standing there, but in the perception of Xiao Wukong, he didn't see anything.

Like a cloud, a gust of wind.

His whole body seemed to have become one with nature!

"Be careful, Clint!"

Little Wukong seriously yelled at Kelin on the stage, and reminded him: "The person who beat you is very powerful! Very powerful! You must be careful!"

As soon as this sentence was said, the laughter of the other people beside him gradually subsided.

Little Wukong's performance at the last World's No. 1 Martial Arts Conference is obvious to all. These people still agree with Little Wukong's strength!

Now.

The last runner-up said that the bald man on the stage is very powerful, so it can't be nonsense, right?

Oops!

Just now I laughed at others so much, shouldn't I be held grudges?

Saitama glanced at Little Goku behind him, thinking that this kid seemed familiar.

"I'm ready……"

Saitama put the manga aside and stood there like a stake.

He stared at Kelin on the opposite side with squinting eyes, but he couldn't see any fighting spirit in his eyes, except salted fish or salted fish.

Looking at Saitama's appearance, Le Ping couldn't help but ask Little Goku: "Wukong...are you making a mistake...that guy doesn't think he's going to be such a powerful character, no matter his physique or The posture is obviously a complete layman..."

In the arena.

Kelin also said to Saitama angrily: "Hey! Is your attitude too perfunctory!?"

Saitama tilted his head curiously: "Huh?"

"Since you have participated in the competition, be more serious!"

Kelin put on a beautiful posture, as if his whole body was burning with blood: "That kind of standing posture full of flaws, as long as I am willing, there are a total of more than a dozen ways to send you off the ring immediately! Wukong said you are very Great, then prove it to me! You are not so arrogant that you think you will win!?"

"Well... I don't think so..."

Saitama scratched his head with his eyes closed: "Actually, if you can beat me, I will be very happy... although you don't seem to be very strong."

Clint has black lines all over his head.

This guy... so arrogant!

And when he said such words with that expression, it made people feel twice as uncomfortable!

"Hmph! Stop talking big!"

Kelin shouted with great momentum: "I am very strong! The real battle is about to begin! Be prepared!"

real battle...

Saitama looked up at the ceiling.

I can hardly remember that feeling...

At this time, the referee finally blew his whistle!

"Game start!!!"

Just at that moment!

Kelin rushed towards Saitama suddenly, and slashed at Saitama's neck with a hand knife!

This blow was just a test, and Klin still kept his strength, ready to deal with Saitama's possible counterattack at any time!

But Saitama was still feeling emotional, and had no defense against this move at all, nor did he fight back.

"Boom"!

Attack hit!

Kelin hadn't had time to be happy, but found that the bald man didn't react at all after being hit by his knife, and didn't even shake his body! And not only that, the strength of the counter-shock actually made my arm go numb!

hateful!

How could this guy's body be so hard! ?

At this time.

Saitama came back to his senses, and said in his unique salty fish voice: "Ah...he suddenly came here..."

"He's going to fight back!"

Kelin was startled, and decided to act first.

After landing, Kelin swept his leg across Saitama's calf, followed by a sharp pain!

hateful!

Is it even so stable! ?

Then attack the soft part of the abdomen!

Kelin didn't even think about it, he punched quickly, hitting Saitama's abdomen one after another, and then at the fiftieth punch, Kelin had to stop.

Because the hand bones are about to be shattered!