Traversed 99 Worlds at the Same Time

Immeasurable shock waves washed over the surface of the earth, and the terrifying power transformed into various forms of disasters, wantonly destroying this desert of death. Accompanied by the huge storm generated by the energy, it radiates in all directions with the two of them as the dot. The ground began to vibrate continuously, as if being torn apart, countless huge cracks spread everywhere.

After a long time, when the gunpowder smoke cleared, a huge basin with an unknown depth and stretching for several kilometers suddenly appeared. From within the scraped-off surface, hot streams of fiery lava gushed out, filling the air with the pungent smell of sulfur.

Duke withdrew the arrogance that radiated from his body and exhaled the turbid air from his chest. The energy between worlds might be superimposed, but the bloodline couldn't. The arrogance state just now is just a pseudo-burst mode developed by him to simulate a Super Saiyan. Although the combat power can be greatly improved, it is definitely not comparable to the 50-fold increase in super Saiyan combat power.

Similarly, just as the super race state will burden the body, the pseudo-burst mode simulated by Duke also puts a lot of pressure on the body.

Duke can indeed increase his combat power infinitely regardless of the consequences, but that is meaningless unless he wants to destroy this planet.

Slap! pat...

A faint steam rose from the hot ground, and the vitrified ground was creaking, and Saitama walked over naked. Those dead fish eyes were particularly irritating, indifferent and confused, with a natural pretentious temperament.

It seems to be saying, sorry, I just lost my mind, what happened, you attacked?

Saitama's eyes can easily detonate the opponent's anger, and the lazy and aggressive look is simply a kind of contempt. However, Duke didn't feel much relieved. It was indeed provocative to switch to someone else, but Saitama...

Although he has always been a walking pretender, but with a hollow brain, he has never thought about it deeply. His compulsion is in contrast, because his scribbled facial features are too casual.

"This is the first time I have fought seriously, and the enemy hasn't fallen yet!" Saitama said seriously.

Duke: "..."

Taking back what he said before, he is quite good at putting on a show!

"Come on, Duke! I will go all out next, and I can feel that you haven't given all your strength." Saitama showed an excited look on his face, showing high fighting spirit.

Duke shook his head and pointed to the desert of death that had been destroyed by the battle and had been wiped off the map: "No, if the fight continues, the nearby cities will be affected by the battle. You don't want to let millions of people die because of a moment of enthusiasm. Be homeless!"

When Qiyu heard this, his face immediately became tangled. He longed for a close fight. This was the closest he was to his dream, but he also didn't want to implicate innocent people because of his willfulness.

I'm so entangled, I really want to find someone to fight!

"Then when will we fight again? I really want to fight with you again, in a place where no one will disturb you." Saitama never forgot, and leaned over with a grievance on his face, and was slapped on the face by Duke Push it up.

Without him, Qitama returned to nature at this time, and little Qitama swayed in the wind, looking like a 'handsome guy'! Duke was also wearing a pair of underpants, and he really didn't want him to get too close. If someone caught him, how would he explain it?

The Desert of Death was destroyed by battle, not because we were wrestling!

Talking about wrestling... Bah, talking about being photographed, Duke just remembered that the technology tree of One Punch World went off track, and it belongs to the weird world of black technology rampage. Duke doesn't like the hustle and bustle of daily life. Compared with the heroes praised by everyone, he prefers to sit in front of the computer, play games, drink a cup of fat house happy water, and then go out to save the world when necessary.

"We'll talk about the next battle next time. Compared to this, it's better for us to leave first. I'm so hungry." Duke raised his hand and wanted to put it on Saitama's shoulder, but the naked body made it difficult for him to strike. , pressing down his shiny bald head one last time.

Whoosh! !

Teleport!

Half an hour later, the first wave of people from the Heroes' Association arrived on the scene, but they were still too late. The devastated battlefield was silent, leaving them with only deep pits bombarded by violence.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Someone is wrestling here... Bah, is it testing a destructive weapon?"

"Don't tell me about the traces left by these battles. I joined the Heroes' Association, not to die!"

"Let's hope it's not what we imagined..."

More and more people rushed to the scene, busy setting up temporary blockades, measuring with various instruments, trying to restore the situation in the desert of death in reverse, but the results made them all silent.

It is true that two powerful creatures have fought here, and the result of the battle is unknown, but one thing is certain, any one of the two unknown creatures alone can wipe out the S-class hero.

"It's okay, we still have King, he is the strongest!"

"That's right, that's right, as long as there is King, even the strongest weirdo has nothing to fear..."

King's name was mentioned repeatedly, and everyone's lost fighting spirit was revived.

From a certain point of view, their idea is right, after all, it is King, with only two thumbs, he can hit Saitama, a powerful man who doubts his life and has an unbalanced mentality.

The strongest creature on earth, well deserved!

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City Z!

In a remote restaurant, Duke and Saitama are feasting. To be precise, Duke is eating and drinking, and Saitama is counting the plates.

"It's amazing, it's the first time I've seen someone who can eat so much. Duke, are you really human, not a weirdo?" Saitama said in amazement as he pushed aside the empty plate that blocked his view.

"I have to replenish a lot of food every time I fight. If the energy I consume cannot be replenished in time, I will become weak." Duke took the time to talk about the wonderful setting of the Saiyan while eating crazily, and replied. : "The really strange person is you, the intake and output are completely out of proportion!"

Qiyu looked at a few large empty disks around him in a daze, can this be called a little bit? Also, on our earth, what you do is not called eating, but drinking!

Saitama's brain is destined that he will not be overly entangled in a certain problem, except for hair follicles and supermarket promotions, he will forget everything as soon as he sees it. However, today is a day worth remembering. I met a worthy opponent and was treated to dinner when I was still cash-strapped.

The bald head decided to hug the rich thigh tightly, so that he would not have to worry about eating and drinking.

Five minutes later, the restaurant owner nodded and bowed to send the two away. On the one hand, the food was exhausted, so he had to close the door early, and on the other hand, he wanted to appease his own cook. Two of the three chefs were exhausted and were taking glucose, and the other was crying heartbreakingly in the toilet, refusing to come out desperately. And threatened that if he was forced to cook again, he would commit suicide by stuffing his head in the toilet.

As for Chance (choking to death) or Yes (choking to death), it is unknown!

The two were walking home, with a toothpick in Duke's mouth, imitating Brother Ming's walking posture, hoping that someone who saw him unhappy would jump out and criticize him, and send him a wad of reputation damage fees.

The reason why Duke has money to support himself is not because of the salary of a superhero. The main income is the assistance of caring people in society.

At that time, he met a group of social people engaged in import and export trade, wholesale and retail of bleaching detergent, and stopped them without saying a word.

Under the witness of justice, Duke gave them a cruel and inhuman preaching—convincing people with virtue. In order to let these scumbags change their minds, Duke took the compassionate heart of hell who will go to hell if I don’t go to hell, after repeatedly refusing , reluctantly accepted their suitcases.

Knowing that they would commit another crime, Duke has been secretly monitoring them, and once he found a mine, he would show up and lecture them. Duke's painstaking efforts were not in vain. The scumbags would shed tears of shame every time and handed the suitcase to Duke. If Duke didn't accept them, they would cry until Duke changed his words. Forced to die.

Whenever he thinks of these things, Duke feels embarrassed!

In this materialistic society, there are not many such kind-hearted people!

Cough cough, this cannot be called black eating black, it is to reverse their wrong values.

Because when Duke moved out the safe in their lair for the last time, the gang moved to the construction site to move bricks. It is said that the monthly income is 20,000, and there is also a studio. They exchange their hard work and sweat for the fruits of their labor. The scumbags are full of hope for the next life.

With the good-hearted support of this kind of society, Duke changed hands and bought the stock of the Association of Heroes, because the second-ranked legal loli of the S-level has guaranteed strength, and this stock continues to be popular. house life.