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"Was also injured without a license?" Thinking of the unlicensed help Xiaofei, Lin He immediately went to the street to buy a fruit basket and went to the Z city hospital.

After asking the nurse at the front desk for the room number, Lin He came to the room where the undocumented knight was.

As soon as he entered the door, Lin He didn't expect Saitama to come, as if the relationship between the two of them in the original book was really good.

"Saitama."

"Mr. Lin He, are you coming to see him too?" Saitama pointed to the undocumented knight.

"Well, he rescued Xiaofei once, and he is my friend." Lin He put the fruit basket on the table next to the hospital bed, "What about you, I think you rarely have contact with undocumented people."

Saitama glared at the dead fish: "I helped him a few times when I was on a heroic mission, and I got to know him once and for all."

"That's it, it seems like it's destined..."

"Who lives next to him?" The people living in this ward are all seriously injured households, and everyone is separated by a curtain. Next to the undocumented knight, Lin He felt a strong aura, it should be Venerable Vest .

The undocumented knight glanced at the bed next to him and told Lin Hedao, "That's Venerable Vest."

"S-Class Hero Vest Venerable?" Saitama suddenly realized, "The one who was beaten the worst according to the newspaper!"

Lin He felt that the bed on the side of Venerable Vest moved, and said, "I saw it on TV, and that's what I said."

"Those stinky media! Can you change it to the end for me!" Venerable Vest suddenly opened the curtain and said.

His current injury is also much heavier than that of an undocumented knight. His right hand is fractured, and he has a lot of gauze wrapped around his body and head.

"I'm really ashamed. I was beaten like this by such a small child. Martial arts is really a headache." Venerable vest covered his face and said dejectedly.

"Martial arts?" Saitama turned to Lin Hedao, "I remember that Mr. Lin He also knows martial arts."

"Well, I used to use it often when fighting monsters. It's suitable for close combat, but it's not a threat to you." Lin He said truthfully.

"It's different, that guy's martial arts has reached another level, it's a very high-level martial arts. After all, the other party is a disciple of Silver Fang, and he is really powerful, but now he has transformed into a monster." The reader saw that Saitama and Lin He didn't care about martial arts, and reminded them of Taoism.

Saitama's focus did not stay on martial arts, because Lin He was already the strongest person he had ever seen, and other people were not very good even if they practiced martial arts, he asked curiously: "So, that The person you defeated is the disciple of the old man Banggu?"

"Yes."

"Anyway, Lin He, Saitama, although you are also very powerful, you must be careful, the opponent's strength is really strong, especially the attack that is like flowing water, there is no sense of disobedience, and it is so powerful that it does not look like a human being. "The undocumented knight also felt something. The last time Lin He gave him medicine to help him improve his physique, he also became more and more confident, worked hard, and his strength has been steadily increasing, but in the face of a powerful opponent, he still hasn't fought back. Power.

Saitama said confidently: "I'm still looking forward to it. If an S-class hero encounters an attack, it will be my turn next."

"Don't worry, don't you believe the two of us?" After Lin He greeted him, he didn't stay here to prevent them from resting, and went out with Saitama.

After Lin He and Saitama left, Venerable Vest asked, "Undocumented knight, that bald head looks familiar, is he also a hero?"

"Yeah, he and you are both S-class heroes, but he was just promoted."

"You said he was the bald cape man!" His eyes flashed with shock, and he finally remembered that he had seen Saitama's photo.

The bald cloak performed very well in the battle of the destruction of city a, killed several dragon-level monsters, and was promoted to an s-level hero by the association.If it weren't for his limited achievements, with his strength, he would definitely be ranked in the top eight, or even the top five, of the S-rank.But there is no doubt that he is definitely stronger than himself, and much stronger, because many times he may not even win against ghost-level monsters. As for dragon-level, it is not an opponent.

Thinking of this, Venerable Vest shook his head. The reminder just now was superfluous. Bald Cape Man can defeat multiple dragon-level monsters in a battle, and it is definitely not a problem to deal with that hero hunter.

Outside the ward, Lin He was learning from Saitama: "Saitama, do you think there is any way to exercise?"

"100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer run every day, without air conditioning in summer, you should be able to practice pretty strong."

"Your method is not suitable for me. It is difficult for me to make a breakthrough with these exercises alone."

Lin He is right, Saitama's exercise can make his body reach the limit, and then seek his own breakthrough, but Lin He's body is much stronger than Saitama at the beginning, and the training volume is not enough, even if the training volume is increased, It has little effect on Lin He, because his own recovery ability is too strong, and the consumption speed of training is not as fast as recovery.

"Then try to fight with your own body, I think you can give it a try."

"Fighting with one's own body... This method seems to be not bad..."

Inspired by Saitama, Lin He thought of a method, that is, to stop the flame of death during the battle, so that it may be effective to fight directly with the body.

After parting with Saitama, Lin He received a call from Shuichi: "Senior Lin He, I forgot to tell you today that the new martial arts conference is about to start. Senior, do you want to sign up?"

"Martial arts conference?"

Lin He recalled the bits and pieces of participating in the man-machine war, and he really missed it.At that time, my strength was not enough, and I was still relying on a card to get along. Now it will not be the same as before.

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"Well, there will be descendants of various genres to participate in the competition. I plan to try again this time. The winner will have a prize of 300 million."

Xiuichi's words were full of fighting spirit. He didn't attend the last martial arts conference because he followed Shelk, but he went to the last martial arts conference, and he lost to his long-term enemy Shuilong in the final.

But after Lin He taught Angry Whale Frenzy Fist, Xiu Pair became more confident in his own strength and hoped to make a breakthrough in this competition.

"Where can I sign up?" Lin He thought about it, and then decided to participate. First, to remember the past days, and second, now he also wants to try the method he just thought of to see if it works.At the martial arts conference, you may encounter some strong people, maybe you can try these masters first.

"Senior, I can help you report this. Because the phone was dropped in the sea last time, and the phone number was changed, the organizer has been unable to contact me, so I only learned about this martial arts conference when I passed by the stadium today. I He was the runner-up in the last session, and in some respects, he is still a bit privileged, hehe!"

"Okay, when will it start?

"It will officially start at nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. The address is the City Super Stadium in City Z."

Lin He agreed: "Well, I will go when the time comes."

"That's it, goodbye, senior!"

After finishing the conversation, Lin He returned home and continued to guide Yukino Jiehara to practice.Today, Tornado will be back earlier in the afternoon. She seems to be addicted to shopping. She called Lin He early this morning to make an appointment.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the trumpet tornado floated in from the window of Lin He's room with a gloomy expression in her arms. She was wearing the most commonly used battle clothes today, a long black slit skirt.