As the saying goes, I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, the audience was silent, and hundreds of listeners from different worlds invariably looked at the person who was talking nonsense.

One by one, dumbfounded!

Bald, it's a big bald.

The light bulb-like bald head is very iconic, and he is wearing a yellow uniform, and the uniform matching cloak flutters in the wind in the life record.

From the person, everyone can't see the slightest strong demeanor.

No matter how you look at it, this ordinary big bald head seems to be just an ordinary ordinary person.

However, it was such a person who dared to threaten that anyone present could take his punch.

Lose your marbles!

This man must be a madman!

At this moment, many cultivators with advanced realms made this conclusion in their hearts.

As cultivators, as cultivators with relatively high realms, they can all see it.

The person in front of him who had just emerged from the passage of the Ten Thousand Realms was just a mortal.

Well, there is no trace of cultivation realm, if there is anything stronger than ordinary people, it should be regarded as a slightly stronger physical fitness than ordinary people.

The cultivation side, the philosophical side, the scientific side, and the ability side.

No matter what type of practitioner they are, they are able to observe the realm of beings who are not much different from or lower than their own realm through special means.

Even if it is much higher than your own realm, you can't see the realm, you can still feel the feeling of being like the abyss and the sea.

And now, looking at the bald man who had just walked out of the passage of the Ten Thousand Realms, all the cultivators present could be sure that this thing was a mortal.

A mortal, as soon as he appeared, he provoked so many strong people in the field who didn't know the realm.

This should be a fool, right?

It must be, right?

Looking at the bald man with expectation in his eyes, some ordinary people from modern society in the audience couldn't help but show a trace of sympathy in their hearts.

After all, they are both mortals, and they belong to the weakest existence in the field, how can they not feel related when they see an even weaker one?

Well, a mortal with a defective IQ should be a weak person for them, right?

"You guys, is there anyone who can take my punch? If not, I'll ask somewhere else. ”

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, but no one responded to him, the bald head asked again.

Everyone: Do ......you want to tell him that except for those mortals from modern society, any one of them present can kill him in seconds?

"This little friend, you may not be familiar with it when you come out here, there are some words, it's better not to talk nonsense!"

Just as the silence spread again, an old man walked out of the crowd and said to the bald head with a smile on his face.

"Oh." Nodding, he said to the old man with a bald head, "In Shimosaitama, thank you for the old gentleman's reminder." ”

"Hmm!" Nodding with a teachable expression, the old man introduced himself, "Poor Dao Hongjun." ”

Who knows, after hearing this name, Saitama's eyes sparkled even more.

"Hongjun? Daozu Hongjun?

I have heard of you, in the myths and legends of China, Dao Ancestor Hongjun is the strongest under the Heavenly Dao. ”

The bald Saitama's eyes sparkled with excitement, as if he had seen an idol.

Hearing this, Hongjun showed a reserved smile on his face.

Although the poor road has not yet set foot in the heavens and all worlds, the heavens and all the worlds already have the legend of the poor road!

Just thinking that he needed to go to the United Dao after all and be trapped in his own world, Hongjun's face couldn't help but show a trace of gloom.

And then......

"Mr. Hongjun, may I ask, can you take my punch?"

Just when Hongjun's heart was full of mixed tastes, Saitama came into his ears with a voice of anticipation.

Hongjun: "......" So, did this stupid boy listen to his own advice?

knows that he is Daozu Hongjun, and he dares to ask if he can take his punch?

With the realm where he is now standing at the peak of the mixed element, even if it is a heavenly Dao-level punch, he is sure that he will be able to do it.

And the bald man in front of him is obviously a mortal.

It's just that......

is obviously a mortal, why does he always feel a faint threat coming from the other party's body?

It seems that the other party is not just an ordinary mortal.

"Since Xiaoyou is interested, you might as well give it a try!"

As an existence to be in harmony in the future, Hongjun's temperament is still quite good, and after seeing Saitama's expectant gaze, he couldn't help but nodded.

At the same time, he also became interested in Saitama in his heart.

From Saitama's eyes, he saw the expectation and the loneliness of the master.

That kind of expectation is a kind of expectation that is extremely eager for an opponent after a long period of absence of an opponent.

The loneliness is almost the same as the loneliness in his heart before he met the raised eyebrows after he had just become a saint 10,000 years ago.

It is a kind of invincible, and it is difficult to find an opponent in the whole world.

Simply enough, I met Yang Mei, and after the fight, I rubbed out love...... Uh, a spark of passion.

And the bald man in front of him, in the world he is in, seems to have been invincible and lonely for too long, too long!

In the end, what kind of power can make the man in front of him, who is obviously just a mortal, be able to produce this kind of loneliness?

Hongjun's heart couldn't help but rise a trace of curiosity.

After receiving Hongjun's affirmative answer, Saitama's eyes suddenly flashed with a flash of surprise.

Accidentally!

What a surprise!

In his own world, he had become an invincible powerhouse with little effort.

Except for the beginning of the exercise, I encountered a few dangerous battles.

After exercising for a while, inexplicably, he found himself invincible.

All opponents will almost always be defeated by a single punch.

Even if he can fight for a few more rounds, once he gets serious, he can still easily kill his opponent with one punch.

No one can understand his loneliness, not even Hongjun.

Even if they were born with the innate spirit of the mixed element realm, in the world they are in, there will be opponents who respond, and they are not invincible existences.

They can fight, they can enjoy fighting, they can feel their progress.

And he, no.

With little effort, he was invincible.

And after being invincible, no matter what kind of opponent, no matter what kind of battle, no matter whether it progresses or not, for him, how suddenly it loses its meaning.

Now, he has finally met a legendary existence, an existence that makes him yearn for a fight.

Saitama felt that his soul was trembling and his blood was burning.

The enthusiasm for battle, which had disappeared since gaining great strength, actually rushed back into his body at this moment.

"So, I'm going to make a move!"

With his right hand clenched into a fist, Saitama decided to use a normal fist to see if the presence in front of him could catch his punch.

"Let's shoot!"

Although he was curious about why the mortal in front of him had such invincible loneliness, Hongjun didn't think that the other party could hurt him.

He wasn't even prepared for defense.

chose to use the strength of his body to take a punch from the opponent.

In everyone's attention, Saitama clenched his right hand into a fist and swung out an ordinary punch.

The next moment, feeling a mysterious power around the fist, Hongjun, who was originally careless, instantly changed his face.