From beginning to end, Saitama never made a move.

Therefore, the other players watching from the side of the ring couldn't tell whether Saitama was really strong or just had a stiff body.

"Speaking of which...... He's bald......"

"I have indeed heard that in the Duolin Temple in the south, many monks will have a kind of martial arts that will not hurt when beaten......"

"In other words, is he also a warrior monk of Dolin Temple?"

"Maybe I ran out by myself......"

……

People talked about it, and they all shifted their attention to the recognized master on the scene - Cheng Long, the champion of the last world's No. 1 martial arts meeting.

The turtle immortal with the pseudonym Cheng Long is known as the god of martial arts, and his eyesight is of course very vicious.

But this time, even he couldn't see the details of the bald head in the ring clearly.

The action is full of flaws, no different from a layman.

But this inexplicable feeling of mellowness should only be achieved by the legendary realm of the unity of heaven and man......

You can comprehend this state at such a young age......

It's a bit bizarre......

Anyway, let's take a look at his next matches......

After waiting for a long time and not waiting for Cheng Long's comments, the others were obviously a little disappointed.

However, the preliminaries continued, and Saitama quickly got off the ring and waited for the next round of competition.

Waiting and waiting, suddenly a little craving to eat.

Saitama asked the organizer for another bowl of instant noodles, sat on the floor and sucked it.

At this level of martial arts, you can still eat instant noodles leisurely, and the key is that it smells quite good...... To be honest, the others not only wanted to beat him, but even had the idea of asking for a bowl of it themselves.

……

Soon, the second round of heats began again.

This time there were half the numbers, and Saitama was soon in the ring.

On the other side of the ring was a big fat man of about five or six hundred pounds, wrapped in a crotch cloth, and looked like a sumo wrestler.

"Ah......h

Saitama looked at each other with empty eyes: "It's like baked white potatoes......"

"What did you say!? Bald boy! ”

The big fat man on the opposite side had apparently seen Saitama's game before.

Although he was annoyed, he didn't attack rashly, he just took two steps forward tentatively, and after seeing that Saitama still didn't make any moves, he was a little relieved and sneered: "Ah...... I know...... I see......"

Saitama scratched his head blankly: "...... What do you know? ”

"Hum ......"

With both palms together, the big fat man looked at Saitama proudly: "You guy, in fact, only have a very strong body, right?" Because you can't beat people, you provoke the opponent during the game, let the opponent take the initiative to hit you, and then you will be tricked and hurt by your 'Golden Bell Jar'......"

Saitama said with empty eyes, "Whatever you want......"

"Ha, I guessed it!"

The big fat sumo wrestler moved in front of Saitama like a hill and reached out and grabbed Saitama's trouser belt: "This little trick can't be difficult for me!" I don't need to attack you at all! As long as I throw you out of the ring like this, I win...... Burst!!! ”

Before he finished speaking, Saitama had already punched him in the chin!

In the next second, his whole body flew into the sky like a cannonball, smashed the roof, and fell back after a long time, smashing a human-shaped hole in the ring!

"Really!"

Saitama re-tied his belt in dissatisfaction, turned around and walked out of the ring: "Don't do this to me, I'm not interested in men......"

The scene was silent.

Everyone stood there silently, looking at the big fat man who had been lifted out of the pit by the staff.

With his tongue sticking out, his eyes are full of stars, and he is paralyzed on the ground like a dead pig.

A minute later, another ambulance came to the hospital.

However, after seeing the shape of this guy, the hospital decisively sent an ambulance truck again.

There is also good news.

Kling has woken up, and after he finishes the X-film and confirms that there is no problem, he can come back and continue to cheer for Little Wukong and Leping.

……

Now it's certain.

This bald man is indeed a hard thing to mess with.

Obviously, it's a miscellaneous fish, and its actions are extremely unprofessional, but it's inexplicable that it's so good to fight, and is there any reason for it?

Of course, Little Goku and Lehei, who had just finished the competition next to them, did not miss Saitama's game.

They all saw the force of that punch clearly.

"His men showed mercy......"

Little Wukong said with certainty: "From beginning to end, the expression on his face has not changed!" ”

Leping suddenly looked down at his fist with some dejection: "I should be reluctant to punch such a big fat man into the sky, but I will definitely not be able to do it as easily as he is...... Really, I thought there was some hope for this session, but I didn't expect that in addition to Wukong, there would be such monsters to participate......"

"What, is the apprentice of the Turtle Immortal afraid?"

An annoying voice came from behind.

Leping turned his head and saw the apprentice of the crane immortal he had just seen at the door-Tianjin Rice!

"It's useless, you guys."

Tianjin Fan clasped his hands in front of his chest, sneered and mocked: "Although that guy is strong, but the speed of punching is just average, if you want to win him, there is a way, to win the championship, it is not possible to use force alone, you also need to use your brain......"

Speaking of which.

Tianjin Fan paused for a moment, and then mocked: "Ah, I'm sorry I forgot, the disciples of the Turtle Immortals have no brains like him, hahaha......"

"You bastard!"

Listening to the shrill laughter, Leping raised his middle finger towards Tianjin Rice: "While I'm not angry, get out of here!" ”

"Hah, that's pretty crazy."

Tianjin Fan gave him a deep look, then turned to leave: "Pray that I don't meet you in the finals." ”

Ignoring Leping's cruel words behind him, Tianjin Fan quietly set his eyes on Saitama who was sitting on the floor and reading a manga next to him.

The guy ......

It's not just about being powerful.

In the preliminaries, it is impossible for a master to show real skills.

Of the more than 100 people who participated, he was the only one who was the real threat!

Anyway......

From the aura, you must not lose!

At this time, Saitama also felt Tianjin's gaze and raised his head to look at him.

"Ah, that guy ......"

Saitama blinked, continued to look down at the manga, and sighed, "It's really pitiful to be bald at a young age......"

……

Tianjin Rice has a good ear, and what Saitama said was completely listened to by him, and the corners of his eyes twitched a little at that time.

Bastard!

You yourself are bald, why are you so arrogant?

Who wants you to be pitiful?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Tianjin Fan's three eyes looked towards the opponent in the ring with a murderous aura, and the opposite side of the audience trembled with fright.

"You're out of luck!"

After the referee announces the start.

Tianjin Fan immediately rushed forward with great speed, and before the other party could react, he hammered the opponent out of the ring with a hard punch!

Then.

His heart was a little relieved.

You can solve the enemy with one punch, and I can do the same with Tianjin rice!

After we meet in the finals, I'll let you try the martial arts skills of Crane Immortal Flow!

Wait!