One Punch of Justice

Looking at Saitama's face trying to comfort himself.

Tianjin Fan suddenly realized...

Just now, he didn't just close his eyes because of the light of Sun Fist...

He didn't care about his attack at all.

Didn't even look at himself.

Ah……

Years of hard training.

He thought that no one could match his martial arts.

But in the end, standing in front of this bald man, couldn't even barely catch his eye?

This guy……

What kind of monster is it!

"I already understand how strong you are..."

Tianjin Fan stared at Saitama's dead fish eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "It is almost impossible to defeat you in a head-on battle now... Then, I can only try to use a special method to win... ..."

Saitama asked curiously, "What is that?"

"The next move may not be a threat to you either..."

Tianjin Fan stood up straight, and suddenly floated into the air, and said to Saitama below: "But the rule of this game is that as long as you fall off the field, you will lose... Then, I will use my special kill now." Skills to blow up the arena! I have the unique martial arts of the Crane Immortal Style - Dancing Kongshu, which can float in the air, but on the ground... soon there will be no place for you..."

Saitama looked up at Tianjin Fan for a while.

Immediately afterwards, a bright smile of a salted fish suddenly appeared.

Stepping on the moon steps, he flew into the air twice.

Tianjin Fan was shocked at the time!

Isn't it the unique martial arts that you said! ?

How come this bald man can fly! ?

But it's okay...

Tianjin Fan felt somewhat fortunate.

This bald man is not as flexible as himself in the sky, maybe there is still a way...

"I said……"

At this moment, Saitama looked at Tianjin Fan in mid-air, and suddenly stroked his chin, thoughtfully said: "The way you and Erxinglong fly seems to be much more convenient than moon steps... Let me try it... It seems like this... ..."

then.

Under the horrifying gaze of Tianjin Fan.

It took about three seconds for Saitama to learn the dance art!

"Ah, isn't this pretty simple?"

Saitama seemed to have discovered a new toy, and his whole body shone brightly.

Spinning and spinning in the sky like an intercontinental missile, the airflow around him even formed a small tornado, which rubbed against the air to produce a pungent burnt smell!

At this moment, Tianjin Fan's mind went blank.

I wanted to say something, but found that I couldn't say anything.

A deep sense of frustration gradually welled up from the bottom of my heart, and I suddenly lost all fighting spirit and pride.

"I surrender."

A sudden sentence made Saitama stop urgently in the air, and asked curiously: "Oh? Don't you want to fight?"

"do not fight."

Tianjin Fan smiled weakly: "I am not your opponent at all...you are too strong,"

"ah……"

Saitama blinked: "Is that so..."

...

Both of them fell back onto the ring.

Tianjin Fan once again announced his surrender, endured the scolding from the Crane Immortal below, and then left.

Xiao Wukong was taken away by the police, and Dumpling was automatically promoted.

But even Tianjin Fan is not Saitama's opponent. Of course, Jiaozi also knows that she must not be able to do it.

After playing, Dumpling tried to cast a spell on Saitama.

Wanted to create a stasis space first to slow him down before using hold or belly attack.

As a result, the stagnant space was created.

But the bald salted fish can not only walk around, but even run around.

It has no effect at all!

There is absolutely nothing to do here.

Jiaozi took out the small white flag that had been prepared before going on stage from her pocket and waved it, not daring to see the murderous look in the eyes of the Immortal Crane, and ran back to the backstage in desperation.

Not the expected parity.

Whether it is the disciple of the legendary martial arts school or the previous champion, none of them are the bald head's all-in-one enemy.

A No. 1 Martial Arts Competition in the World ended in such a hasty way.

When Saitama stood on the podium and received the 500,000 bonus from the referee, the audience below hadn't recovered yet.

This year's Budokai...

Is it a little too fast?

Although the bald man performed well, but all his opponents were killed so easily, isn't it a bit sloppy?

Could it be that black money was collected to fight fake matches?

at this time.

Kelin, who sneaked out of the hospital quietly, finally arrived at the scene.

"Please give way!"

Klin came to the front position with a little stature, just in time to see Bulma and the others, and shouted excitedly: "Hey! Everyone! Where is the game going? Did Little Wukong win?"

"Ah, it's Clint."

Everyone turned their heads and saw Kelin whose head was still wrapped in a bandage.

After Kelin squeezed to the side of a few people, Wulong frowned and said: "This time martial arts will be a little strange...Suddenly a very powerful bald head appeared. Grandpa Cheng Long and the disciples of the Crane Immortal you mentioned are all Not his opponent, he was knocked down in just a few minutes..."

"well!?"

Kelin subconsciously touched his still aching head, and suddenly thought of the bald man with dead fish eyes: "Could it be...it's him!? Wait a minute! Where's Wukong? Did Wukong lose too!?"

"have no idea……"

Bulma next to him was dissatisfied: "I don't know what went wrong, Xiao Wukong was sentenced to lose before the game... It's really inexplicable..."

Just as he was talking, the exit of the Budokan suddenly became lively.

It was Saitama who came out.

As the champion of this Budokai, according to the usual practice, there will be reporters going backstage to interview.

But Saitama refused because he thought it was troublesome.

"There's nothing free..."

"Let's forget about the interview..."

Saitama said so.

However, this answer obviously did not satisfy the reporters.

What a joke.

I have been waiting here for a whole day just for the headline of the final interview. If you refuse, what will be published on the first page of the newspaper tomorrow?

Easily beat the previous champion in seconds.

How could such gimmicky news be missed!

So reporters from dozens of TV stations blocked the entrance of the Budokan, thinking that if Saitama didn't answer something today, he must not be let go!

As soon as Saitama went out, countless microphones were handed over...

"Hello, Mr. Saitama, we are from Xidu Shinpo, how do you feel about this victory..."

"Hello, we are from the nonsense tabloid. May I ask if you think Cheng Long, the last champion, has a false name?"

"Mr. Saitama, are you single?"

"Mr. Saitama, would you like to endorse our hair growth shampoo?"

"Mr. Saitama, why are you bald? Is it because you punch too much?"

"Mr. Saitama...Mr. Saitama?"

...

The blind date at night wasted time...