Two flowers bloomed, one on each branch, just as the metal bat was at war with the centipede elder.

Zhuang Bufan and Genos also accompanied Saitama to the scene of the martial arts conference.

"It's really lively~, martial arts conference."

Zhuang Bufan held a large bag of popcorn and said while standing at the entrance of the gymnasium.

This guy also has a bar with Coke and chocolate chip cookies in his pocket, and he is completely looking to watch a show.

Compared to him, Genos next to him looked terrifyingly serious.

There are a lot of cameras with long guns and short guns, and video recorders, like a videographer going to a comic con to take pictures.

It's just that what he photographed was not those sexy coser girls, but Saitama who was worried about the wig falling off during the martial arts meeting.

"Ahh Why are you here?!! Shouldn't you be here for the contest too?!!! ”

The voice...... How do you feel so familiar.

Zhuang Bufan looked back and found a petite and delicate figure appearing behind him.

It was a girl in a practice uniform that looked like a cheongsam.

Compared with her unique charm practice clothes, what attracts everyone's attention more is the huge pair of bells on her head.

"That's Lingling, who is in charge of the bell boxing, a rookie in the martial arts world, and a very famous female boxer."

It seemed that he noticed that Zhuang Bufan couldn't remember who the other party was for a while, and Genos kindly reminded him in his ear.

"Ah~, it's you! It's been a long time, okay?! ”

Zhuang Bufan pretended to be an old acquaintance and greeted Lingling cordially.

If you don't consider Lingling's expression, Zhuang Bufan's performance will indeed make others think that the two are old friends who have known each other for many years.

At least that's what Genos thinks.

"Mr. Zhuang Bufan's popularity is really good, and there are acquaintances in the martial arts world."

Genos, who is not good at words, directly said what he thought in his heart, and before Zhuang Bufan could react, Lingling, who was in charge of the bell fist, directly blew his hair.

Walking quickly in front of Genos, the bell on her head began to rattle with her footwork, and it could be seen that Lingling's mood was not calm at this time.

"Who's in a good relationship with this pervert who likes to play bondage play! What nonsense are you talking about this machine winter melon?! ”

Genos was a little surprised by Lingling's reaction, looked at Zhuang Bufan with a puzzled expression, and then asked.

"Is this what ordinary people call the kind of tsundere? What does it mean to bundle play? ”

Zhuang Bufan was a little embarrassed by the two of them, and what was even more embarrassing was that he couldn't answer the strange questions asked by Genos.

So I could only rack my brains, think about what to say, and change the topic.

"Palm Bell Boxing is a high-level martial art with a quiet heart and no bell sound! Your appearance is obviously a sign that you have not practiced at home~"

Zhuang Bufan pointed to the bell above Lingling's head, and said in a slightly joking tone.

"Uhh

Lingling clutched the bell on her head and made a surprised sound.

For her, who has been silent in martial arts practice, what Zhuang Bufan said is indeed a fact that she can't refute.

This guy, why does he know the secret of palm bell boxing practice?!

Lingling felt that her nose was a little sour, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

But it can't be shown yet, because the bell on the head is tinkling.

This is contrary to the way of one's own martial arts practice.

So he glanced at Zhuang Bufan, and quickly signed up to go back to the player's lounge to rest.

"I wish I could match that guy soon, so I can teach him a lesson."

Lingling was still unconvinced, thinking in her heart, it seemed that she hadn't checked the duel typography.

……

"Genos...... Lend me a camera. ”

Zhuang Bufan, who watched Lingling go away, said to Genos that he began to think that Lingling, a little girl, was actually quite cute.

"Do you want to take a picture of Saitama Sensei too?"

Genos excitedly handed the camera in his hand to Zhuang Bufan's hands.

"No, no, no, it's not interesting to support that bald man, it's better to go and shoot the young lady to be a little healthier.

By the way, please have a Lingling T-shirt!

What?! Do you want to place a bet?! Then the water dragon is good, well, champion. ”

Obviously, I came to support Mr. Saitama, but halfway through it was changed to cheer for the little girl who held the bell boxing, but in the end I bet on the water dragon.

"I see! Is this the legendary disagreement? Teachable! ”

Genos slammed his palm with his fist, as if he had realized something.

After the small episode of meeting Lingling at the door, Zhuang Bufan and Genos officially sat on the audience.

The audience around was excited, perhaps because of the long-term experience in a dangerous environment.

The fanaticism of the crowd in the one-punch world for large-scale events and celebrations is far beyond Zhuang Bufan's comprehension.

In his opinion, it is somewhat a little, and it means that today is drunk and drunk.

The competition of the martial arts conference is quite ornamental.

In terms of rules, it adopts a method similar to the ancient life and death ring, and because the people in this world are generally high in physical fitness, they are terrible.

Those outrageous moves that originally only appeared in movies and books were able to be used by this group of guys one by one.

Except for the style and name, it's really good-looking.

Among them, especially the duel process between Lingling and Uncle Bangshan, he is especially looking forward to it.

Needless to say, Lingling, that man wouldn't like to watch a petite and delicate girl fight with her ethereal and agile body.

And the god of the one hundred and eighth order of the mountain uncle, although the fighting posture is a little ugly.

But for various reasons, Zhuang Bufan still took the mood of pilgrimage and carefully watched Uncle Bangshan's performance.

"Ah~ I think I also used the Hell Burial Hand Knife back then to solve a giant bear that is more than five meters tall~"

Watching the duel in the bursting mountain, Zhuang Bufan somewhat recalled the youth when he felt the world of punches.

Among the several duels, the most boring is the battle between Saitama and the water dragon.

Since the strength of these two people is too much higher than the other party, the situation of the game is basically solved in an instant.

Although the audience present was a little surprised by their strength, which broke out into warm applause.

But in Zhuang Bufan's eyes, there is really no ornamental effect.

"What is this? Is it a showdown between Xiaojie and Killua's pusher? ”

Zhuang Bufan inexplicably remembered the picture inside the full-time hunter, and always felt a little similar.

Genos didn't say anything to him, and he was all focused on his beloved Saitama sensei.

Jingle bell~

Genos's cell phone rang, and when he connected it, he realized that it was a commission from the association.

"What? There's a weirdo going on a rampage outside?! A large number of strange people above the tiger level wreak havoc in various areas?!

Why is this time?! ”

Genos was a little upset, and it was clear that the next game was another Saitama-sensei's game, but at this time, the weirdos began to riot.

"Max! You kid really got his hands on it!!

Apologize to Lingling quickly, otherwise I will never spare you! ”

Zhuang Bufan had already blended in with the crowd around him, and Genos thought twice and still felt that he should not disturb this guy.

After handing over the equipment in his hand to him for safekeeping, and entrusting Zhuang Bufan to take some photos of Saitama Sensei.

One man left the Great Coliseum and went on a crusade against the weirdos.