From Onepunch-Man Begins Magical Adventure

Thanks to the training of Jomoren-san and Saitama!

Moo....

At this moment, the minotaur at King's feet suddenly let out a soft snort, and his body twitched even more.

King

was taken aback, he didn't expect this tiger-level weirdo to be so resistant!

In the next second, he clenched his fists firmly again, and a trace of blue electricity flowed between his fingers.

"King, wait a minute.

Jossen's figure fell from the sky, and Saitama trotted over.

King's raised fist paused, and he looked at Qiao Sen: "Qiao Sensan, is there any other use for this weirdo?" Qiao Sen

raised a circle of thin ash under his feet, and the whole person landed lightly: "There is just a breath in it, bring it back first, this big guy I really use."

Saitama patted the elastic muscles of the minotaur, and a curious expression appeared on his simple face: "Are you going to bring it back as a backup ingredient?

"Josson:"..."King:"..."

It's worthy of you!" "Who wants to eat this kind of thing!" Seeing

that Jossen was a little crazy, King also echoed on the side: "Well, after all, it is a wild mutant creature of unknown origin, in case it carries some unknown virus, it is better not to eat it!"

"Ah, don't you eat?" Seeing that both of them were against his proposal, Saitama scratched his head, and the purple shadow behind him flashed, and his tone was full of pity, "But according to my past experience, the meat of this herbivorous weirdo should be very chewy." ×

2 beautiful boy was silent.

At this time, even King was a little stunned: "According to the textbook knowledge of biology, only carnivores can grow such sharp teeth, Saitama, don't be fooled by its appearance." "

Ah, is that so, but don't all cows grow up eating grass?"

Eh

, wake up?" Johnson waved his hand to end the topic, and suddenly found that the minotaur was about to wake up at this time.

Seeing this, he immediately stepped forward, controlled the power and kicked a football kick.

"Moo..."

The huge bull's head "slammed" to the other side, listening to the movement, I was afraid that the skull and neck bones were all shattered by this fluttering kick.

King saw that the weirdo was completely unconscious by Josson's kick, and he would definitely not wake up for a while, and suddenly converged the electric light on his hand and jumped off the weirdo's back.

"Anyway, this thing is not for food, I have other uses." Joson

beckoned, and the blue mind wrapped the skin and gradually recovered, and the gray minotaur floated.

King nodded and readily agreed: "Okay, then leave it to you to deal with." "

Well, I'll be responsible for bringing this big guy back later," Jossen said, turning back and glaring at Saitama, "And Saitama, you want to eat beef in the refrigerator, it's usually best to eat less weird ingredients, and I'm not afraid of diarrhea!"

Saitama scratched his head, and whispered indifferently with a face full of indifference: "Haven't I had a problem eating before..." The

F cub's hand and eye quickly appeared and disappeared, taking away a falling fragment card.

Saitama:!!

, sensing something, he turned around sharply, and Saitama looked around like a great enemy.

"Damn, did you actually follow here, what a ghost!!"

cough -

substitute behavior, the body pays, Johnson pretended to cough twice, and changed the topic: "Okay, the nearby people have all been placed by me to a safe place, we should also go."

"If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave when the fans find out."

"yes, I forgot that you're still a star," Saitama was successfully diverted from the subject, and immediately put down his defensive posture, "In other words, if I join that hero association in the future, will I have so many fans like you?"

Will there be?

""Eh, so uncertain!?"

M City, suburbs.

The

huge Minotaur was like a cloud of wet garbage falling from the sky, and the ground was dusty.

Not long after, Saitama and King ran all the way back from downtown M City to train for today's run.

Phew -

I didn't sweat much when I hit the weirdo, and this time I ran back from the afternoon sun, and a layer of sweat appeared on King's head.

Saitama's state is much better, the sweat is not much, but the sweatpants have become tattered and the style of running all the way back barefoot is not very elegant.

Of course, this is not a problem for the hero at all.

"Hard work.

Joson's figure walked out of the hillside manor house, throwing two bottles of orange-flavored cold soda in the distance.

King opened his hand to catch it and raised the bottle towards Jossen: "Thank you, Jossen-san."

Saitama's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the orange soda with a slight jump: "Wow, that's a big help!" After

a burst of pleasure, the heat in his body quickly disintegrated with the help of soda.

"Speaking of Jossen, what are you trying to bring this big guy back for?" Drinking

soda, Saitama found a branch from nowhere, crouched on the ground and poked the Minotaur's ass.

No response.

Even with the life force of the weird pervert, it is not so easy to recover with a kick from Jossen.

Not having a headshot on the spot is already the result of his precise control of strength!

Johnson came to him, took the last bite of blueberry juice in the bottle, and smiled mysteriously: "This ah, this is the special training instructor I found for you." "

Instructor?"

Saitama scratched his head, then looked around warily, only to find nothing unusual before wondering.

"But this guy doesn't have anything bright except for his size, and if he really fights, he will be broken if he is not careful, right?" At

the back of his head that he couldn't see, the purple palm of the F cub appeared and disappeared like a flash.

Joson always feels that the speed of this product has increased in the past two days.

At this point, King said thoughtfully, "Saitama, Jossen-san probably wants to strengthen this weirdo in some way, right?"

Joson nodded, "It's worthy of King, you can guess this."

"Did you guess right?" King smiled sheepishly, "I just thought along with Jossensan's words."

Saitama was surprised: "Eh, can

weirdos still be strengthened?" Joson nodded reasonably: "Of course, weirdos themselves have the possibility of infinite mutation, and there are more weirdos who study how weirdos can be strengthened."

"But their methods are too low-level, not as good as my one-step to the stomach." "