A wonderful adventure that begins with One Punch Man

Chapter 160

Knock knock knock!!

Accompanied by the rhythmic soundtrack that comes with the roar of the "Imperial Engine", the two afterimages constantly use the most basic straight fist to bombard, and there is no routine at all.

Slowing down is like two laymen who have not been trained in martial arts, but they have amazing destructive power because of the speed that is difficult for ordinary people to catch with the naked eye.

The collision of fists and flesh made a muffled sound that shook the mountain, and the electric currents splashed during the battle exploded into ring-shaped craters like the surface of the moon, and the originally lush landscape had long been a mess.

A tall figure sits on a hillside not far away, in front of a charcoal grill full of meat skewers and vegetables.

The charcoal fire brings out the aroma of food, and fresh marinated venison hangs on a wooden rack not far away.

"It's already noon, let's take a break first!"

Joson clapped his hands and shouted at the battlefield below.

Boom -

The two afterimages punched each other Euler, and then separated by force.

On one side is King, who is burly but sweating and panting after landing, and on the other side is Saitama, whose clothes have been burned into a beggar costume by electricity, but he doesn't even sweat much.

"It's pretty decent, King." Saitama, who had a strong face, grinned and pulled the tattered clothes on his body, "It's good that I followed Josen's advice and brought spare clothes, otherwise I would be arrested as a pervert when I went back like this."

King wiped his sweat and said modestly, "I still have to thank Saitama and Qiao Sen-san for your guidance." The

two chatted about the battle just now and walked towards the hillside where Joson was, and after walking a few steps, Saitama was attracted by the aroma of barbecued meat, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"It's so fragrant!"

"Ha Chuku, King, I'm starving to death!"

"Okay!"

King's strong man showed a gentle smile on his face and accelerated his speed to follow.

The amount of food for the three of them is not small, Saitama used to eat less because he had no money, and he really let go of eating those big stomach king competition champions may not be able to eat him.

So Jossen went hunting today according to the amount of ten people's meals, and three cute fawns were brutally killed.

"Take the trouble to hand me cumin and paprika."

"Take it."

"Thank you!"

The strips of meat on the meat rack are destroyed one by one, and a large amount of energy is replenished into the body to make up for the consumption in battle.

Saitama collapsed to the ground, drooling and falling asleep.

Johnson and King were on the sidelines, summarizing the results of the morning's training while helping him understand the magnetic field forces that were still "propelled by electric currents".

"Magnetic field rotation is a higher force than "electric current push", according to the current practice, the cell is rubbed at a higher speed, and one day a magnetic field will be born on the basis of electric current."

"I probably understood, a bit like the principle of electromagnetic conversion taught by middle school physics."

"Well, it's not bad to understand it that way."

"Thank you, Qiao Sensan, I originally thought that I would soon be able to approach my limit, but I didn't expect that my practice had just begun, so I still have to continue to work hard!"

"Don't be presumptuous, King, you're pretty good now."

The two were chatting, and Jossen's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, this is Joson."

"Oh, it's Mr. Cickie, what's the matter with me?"

"The new S-class joined, what does this have to do with me, shouldn't it be assessed by the association itself?"

City A.

Siqi looked at the information submitted by his subordinate and explained: "That's right, Lord Super Police, we have asked the consultant for advice, and after his recommendation, we would like to ask you to assist in the actual combat test of the new S-class hero.

Johnson turned the roast and said, "It's no problem to assist in the test, so it's convenient to ask which consultant?"

"It's Mr. Sweetheart Kamen, the first A-class one, and he is quite sure of your strength!"

"Okay, I see, when the appointed time comes, I'll be there on time."

Hanging up, Joson was confused.

Isn't "Sweetheart Kamen" very uncaring about the strength of S-class heroes?

How do you still recognize your own strength.

It seems that where I don't know, the world line has changed a little.

But it doesn't matter, although "Sweetheart Masquerade" has a little more temper, his personality quality as a hero is still impeccable, and there are even few heroes in the entire hero association who are purer than him.

The strong people in the hero camp are already rare, and Johnson naturally doesn't mind making one more friend.

"Why, Josensian-san, do you have work to do?"

Hearing King's inquiry, Johnson waved his hand: "It's okay, it's not today, and it's a small thing that can be completed soon."

"Take a break after lunch and continue in the afternoon, King, are you okay?"

"Of course."

Johnson nodded, his body surging with chakra, and his hands clapped.

"Ninfa, Mixed Earth, Three Rooms and One Hall!"

In King's shocked gaze, the ground of the three rumbled loudly, and a duplex two-story bungalow-style villa rose up in front of him.

Delicate white jade columns, well-lit semi-transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, navy blue decorative glazed brick roof, and intricately carved relief design in walls and details.

In the forest not far away, lawns, flowers, and green trees flew up and laid out in the bare courtyard of the previous moment.

Finally, Jossen's chest bulged, and a thick column of water erupted from his mouth, all falling into the pool surrounded by pebbles.

Doraemon walked out of his body and floated into the villa with a stack of fantasy cards sealed with various furniture and appliances.

Jossen patted the non-existent dust on his hands: "It's done, it's almost time to go in and rest."

"Ah, this, this..." King

, who witnessed this scene, had his tongue knotted, stunned, and his usual strong demeanor was gone.

Although I know that Qiao Sensang is very strong, but the super power of this flat-bottomed house is also... Too strong, right?!

"What's wrong, what's wrong! Is it an earthquake!? Eh..."

Saitama, who was sleeping soundly, jumped up from the ground with a carp, and was about to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were already dull.

(☉_☉)？

"Where is this?"

Isn't the place where you ate the barbecue just now a barren hillside?

What is going on with this high-end manor house in front of you?

"Still in M City," Johnson greeted, and walked towards the gate first, "Go, take a nap, who lies on the ground and falls asleep!"

Behind him, Saitama listened to King's explanation, and couldn't help but sigh with déjà vu: "Superpower, it's really convenient!" "

......

City A, headquarters of the Heroes Society.

"Master Super Police, please follow me."

At the seventh training ground of the headquarters, as soon as Johnson entered the door, Siqi, who had been waiting for a long time, greeted him.