The King of The Worlds

Saitama flipped through the thin volume, which was obviously rough pasted up, and the more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

After a few minutes, he probably finished flipping through the entire booklet, and then his eyebrows twitched.

"This is fooling me!"

"Are you kidding! It's obviously a random selection of a few pages from a certain fighting manga, and it's something that was glued together at random!"

The black lines on Saitama's face.

Is the mysterious man poisonous and gave him this thing?

He was so angry that he wanted to tear up the thin book, but after thinking about it, he held back.

"Forget it, there are some places in it that I can learn from!"

For example, plowing the land by hand, swimming in the sea, swimming from the south coast to the north coast, spanning the entire planet, and lifting a mountain to squat and stand up.

The more he thought about it, Saitama couldn't help tearing up the thin book again.

Nima, are you kidding me?

In the end, Saitama decided to ignore this book. He wanted to become stronger, but he definitely didn't follow other people's methods to carry out such an outrageous practice that was no different from suicide.

On the way back to the Heroes' Building, Ulquiola wanted to speak several times, but remained silent.

"how?"

After Qin Yi found out, he asked with a smile.

"The little book."

Ulquiorra said lightly.

"Do you want to?"

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows.

"If the master is inconvenient, pretend that I didn't ask."

Ulquiorra's voice was calm.

His character is like this, very calm, but he has some obsession with becoming stronger.

In his opinion, the thin book that Qin Yi can hand over to the man named Saitama must be a very powerful secret book.

"Here, let's see."

Qin Yi smiled, took out a thin volume from his pocket, and threw it to Ulquiola.

The latter took it carefully, and then looked at the cover.

"Dragon Ball?"

With doubts, Ulquiola solemnly began to read, but after more than ten seconds, he raised his head.

"Is this a comic?"

Qin Yi nodded: "Yes, it's comics!"

"That's for Saitama."

Ulquiorra didn't ask for the next words.

"It's also a comic!"

Qin Yi said with a smile.

Ulquiola didn't understand. There was no doubt that the master wanted a powerful subordinate, but why did he give that man a comic book?

"He is different from us. He can become a strong man after a few practices."

Next, Qin Yi's words impressed Ulquiola deeply.

"Just be bald!"

"bald?"

Ulquiorra didn't understand.

"You will understand!"

at last,

Qin Yi turned around with a strange smile and said this.

The world continued to calm down, and the emergence of the Hero Association almost took over the responsibilities of the world's army. They developed faster and stronger. The advanced concept and reasonable and fair selection system have allowed many talents and powerful people to pour into the organization, which has strengthened its power.

In the second year, due to the expansion of the scale of the Hero Club, a hierarchical system was established under its banner.

They divided the strong people in the organization into five levels: S, A, B, C, and D. In addition, above the fifth level, there is the devil level, that is, the ten people standing at the top, and above that, there is the god level, that is, Qin, the leader of the hero association.

In the whole world, judging by the level of the Hero Association, there is only one person at the god level.

During this year, Qin's figure was hardly seen by anyone. Even the first few of the ten demons cannot be seen. What appeared in front of everyone were the fifth-level powerhouses of the Heroes Association and the few demons at the bottom of the ranking.

There will be heroes, and the world is really quite peaceful.

But on the other side, Saitama, who started to practice, has entered the path of his transformation into a strong man.

100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, 10-kilometer long-distance running, no matter whether it is cold or hot at home, do not turn on the air conditioner. This difficult training made Ulquiorra's team, who were observing secretly, dumbfounded.

"This is his hard practice?"

No matter how calm Ulquiola was, she was still confused.

If he could become stronger in this way, then he would have broken through the sky already!

But Qin Yi's words lingered in Ulquiorra's ears all the time, making him follow behind Saitama and keep monitoring and observing him every day.

Another half a year later.

Ulquiorra gradually discovered that the man named Saitama began to lose his hair.

Even Saitama himself was distressed and muttered non-stop while taking a bath.

"What's going on? I keep losing my hair, and I didn't stay up all night!"

"I didn't even feel any discomfort in my body."

This strange scene made Saitama incomprehensible.

But his practice still didn't stop. Soon, he continued to practice day after day, year after year, and after half a year, all the hair on the top of his head had fallen out.

Its bald head is bright and reflective like a light bulb, making it very attractive to walk on the street.

His expression also became a little sluggish, and became simple and honest, as if he had persisted in practicing for two years and hadn't brought anything.

The only thing that brings is baldness!

"He's bald!"

Ulquiorra hid in the dark, frowning.

However, it was strange that he still didn't notice where the opponent had become stronger.

Unremarkable, even more ordinary than two years ago, not attracting anyone's attention at all.

Saitama also didn't seem to find anything about him, and he still insisted on practicing.

But there is no doubt that his cultivation has become easier and less difficult.

Then, Saitama seemed to recall the long-sealed practice secrets at home on a certain day during the third year of practice.

On this day, after he practiced, he returned home.

"Hoo hoo!"

Blowing away the dust on the thin volume, Saitama turned to the first page.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he stared at the contents of the thin book.

Vaguely, he seemed to understand something. Some things he didn't understand and thought impossible to do, but now he thinks he can try.

"This thin book can really cultivate!"

After reading it, Saitama let out a long breath.

He felt that he could really do the difficult cultivation mentioned in this booklet.

For example, lift a mountain.

Then the next day, Ulquiorra found strangely that Saitama's cultivation method had changed.

When he followed Saitama to a hill in the suburbs, his pupils shrank suddenly after seeing Saitama's movements.

He actually saw that Saitama stretched out his hands, and then easily inserted them under the hill that was tens of meters high.

Then, Saitama took a breath and his eyes sharpened.

At this moment, a sharp and powerful momentum suddenly rose from Saitama's body.

"rise!"

Then there was a loud shout, followed by the rumbling of the hill, and it was actually lifted up by Saitama.

Ulquiorra fixed his eyes on Saitama, and the team members behind him were stunned and almost fainted from the shock.

"Go, what are you kidding?"

The weight of that mountain is absolutely no less than that of a building!

However, at this moment, Saitama suddenly froze, and then let go of his hand, the hill fell, shaking the sky full of dust.

After scratching his chin, Saitama said strangely.

"Why so light?"

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