A foreigner's journey

On the fighting stage, Bakuzan and Suiryu stood at opposite ends.

The final decisive battle, as expected, still started between these two people.

Bakuzan crossed his arms in front of him, and his tall and strong body stood on the stage like an iron tower: "Shuilong, in the end it will be between you and me."

"It's good. I like fighting with strong people. You have won the martial arts championship twice, so you should be considered a strong person, right?"

Shuilong twisted his neck and said with a smile:

"I can see your determination to kill me. Come on, let's have a happy showdown."

After I deal with you, I will challenge the God of War!

After I defeat you, I will challenge the God of War!

The same thought flashed through their minds at the same time, and they subconsciously glanced in the direction of the judging table. On the judging table, Heather was half-lying on the table with her chin in one hand, yawning.

Damn it, do you look down on people? Or are you just pretending? Shuilong's eyes narrowed slightly, and then returned to a smile.

【The finals! preparation--】

The referee's hand suddenly waved down!

【start! 】

Bang! Bakuzan and Suiryu rushed towards each other at the same time. The two exchanged blows for an instant and then started to fight faster. Storms of wind and gravel were rolled up on the stage!

"Oh oh oh! Contestants Bakuzan and Suiryuu are both super strong men who can defeat other contestants easily. They have also won the martial arts championship title many times! In this battle between dragons and tigers, who will win the final victory?"

Along with the host's passionate explanation, warm cheers continued to erupt from the stands, most of which were in support of Shuilong. After all, Shuilong's good looks are there, and Baoshan looks like a rough guy at first glance.

On the stage, Bakuzan was getting more and more frightened. He had never felt it before when he was watching the battle from the sidelines. It was only when he faced Suiryu that he felt how powerful the opponent was.

He was almost exerting all his strength, but the opponent didn't even break a sweat, looking relaxed and comfortable.

"Drink!"

Baoshan blocked the water dragon with a punch, and his bare feet turned into straight razors, kicking towards the water dragon's calf bone:

"[Devil May Cry lower kick]!"

Uh-huh! Suiryu held Bakuzan's head with one hand and jumped up easily, perfectly avoiding the lower kick that was enough to break the rock.

Unexpectedly, Baoshan did not show any expression of resentment as his head was held down, but instead laughed ecstatically:

"You fell into the trap haha!"

He held down Shui Long's arm to prevent him from evading. He clenched his fist with his other hand and used all his strength to punch Shui Long's handsome face:

"Say goodbye to this disgusting face of yours! [Shura's punch]!"

Boom!

It did hit, but not on Suiryu's face, but on his open-fingered palm.

Suiryu easily defused Bakuzan's fatal punch, and his feet fell lightly to the ground at this moment. The look he and Bakuzan looked at revealed cruelty:

"No more singing? To be honest, you didn't bring me any happiness at all. As punishment..."

He grabbed the five fingers of Baoshan's fist and squeezed it hard, making a muffled sound. The pain made Baoshan's face break into cold sweat:

"It's up to you to be the clown who heats up the atmosphere."

The hand that grabbed Bakuzan's head was drawn back, using the same forward fist posture, but the momentum was completely different from Bakuzan's.

No, not good! Get out of the way! Bakuzan panicked and wanted to dodge to the side, but his right hand was tightly grasped by the water dragon and he couldn't move.

"[Underworld Shocking Tiger Fist]!!"

Water Dragon's arm muscles suddenly swelled, and a punch hit Bakuzan's chest and abdomen hard.

Bang! Bakuzan's figure stagnated, and then he quickly flew backwards, across the fighting stage and the auditorium, and finally hit the outer wall of the fighting dome. His whole body was twisted and deeply embedded in the wall, like a living clown.

The audience was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. There were still people cheering for Suiryu. From the beginning, they had assumed that Suiryu was the righteous side, while Bakuzan, who was not good-looking, was the villain. Now, naturally, they would laugh and celebrate when the good guy they supported won.

"Oh! Unexpectedly fast! The winner is - the water dragon player!"

The host shouted, and some staff were already running towards the water dragon to prepare for the award ceremony.

In the studio, the director also stood up:

"It's over. After that, all that's left is the ceremony of all the contestants lining up to award the winning trophies and bonuses, as well as the congratulatory speech from the special judge Martial God. Okay, let's make an announcement after the Martial God has finished his congratulatory speech!

The monster alarm has started to play outside. It would be wrong if we don’t quickly alert the audience who are still in the venue. "

The staff member next to him nodded: "Yes, I will notify the host right away."

Below, the host has led the staff onto the fighting stage, and the contestants who are still able to move have also been called to be interviewed together. Don't underestimate this post-match interview. Many small sects have become famous because of their post-match interviews at martial arts conferences, and have attracted many disciples.

Some staff members were looking for ladders to pull Baoshan out of the wall, but the other person woke up first, jumped back to the ground with a livid face, covered the severely injured parts of his chest and abdomen, and slowly sat down in the corner. Silent.

The staff came to the stage holding a medal with the prize amount of the 22nd Martial Arts Competition ‘30,000,000’ written on it, and a huge gold-plated trophy that was as tall as a person.

"Because the prize distribution and closing ceremony will be held now, all contestants who can still move please gather at the center of the stage."

The host smiled and handed the microphone to Shuilong:

"I sincerely congratulate the player Shuilong for winning the competition. He really won without any damage! It seems that you still retain your strength this time. I don't know when I will see you truly exert your full strength..."

Click! The microphone was taken over by Shui Long.

"Want to see my strength? It's very simple." He said with a smile while holding the microphone.

"Huh?" The host didn't understand what Shui Long meant.

Shuilong held the microphone and heated up the atmosphere skillfully like a DJ, shouting to the surrounding audience:

"Let me tell you! Haven't you seen enough? Against Bakuzan's level, you can't even force half of my strength. You also want to continue to see more exciting games!"

The audience in the auditorium looked at each other and didn't know what the water dragon meant, but that didn't stop them from cheering.

"Yes! We didn't see enough!"

"Let's compete again! Let's find another master to fight with you!"

"We bought tickets at a high price. We want to watch the highest level of competition!"

Shuilong put his palms behind his ears as if listening, and then nodded seriously: "Yeah! I heard your calls! In this case-"

He suddenly pointed to the judging table, looked at Heather and shouted:

"Please invite [Martial God] to have a friendly match with me!"

well! ? The host was stunned for a moment, and then he was so frightened that he could no longer wear his sunglasses. Is this, is this an attempt to challenge the God of War in public? Water dragon player, are you desperate for your life?

The other players looked shocked, especially Snake and Lightning Max. They didn't understand why the water dragon wanted to die.

But some players showed expressions of realization, especially Bakuzan. Damn water dragon, it seems that you have also discovered that the God of War is just a sign put forward by the Heroes Association. As long as you defeat the God of War in an upright manner in this martial arts competition in front of the whole world, you can reach the sky in one step and become something that the Heroes Association and the World Government must recognize. The strongest in the world]!

The audience fell into silence, and after a few seconds they suddenly erupted into violent cheers and screams.

The champion of five martial arts competitions, Shuilong has never used his full strength! Battle against the strongest ace of the Hero Association, the God of War who saves the world from pseudo-god-level monsters!

This ticket is so worth buying!

Don't look at the fact that during the fight against Bakuzan, the crowd was almost unanimously in support of Suiryu. Now that the opponent was replaced by the God of War, Heather, the situation was reversed.

"Come on, Lord Martial God!"

"That boy is so arrogant! Lord Martial God, teach him a lesson!"

"beat him!"

"Give him some color to see see!"

The host quickly climbed up to the judging table on his hands and knees and begged in a low voice: "Master Wu Shen, don't be as knowledgeable as him... Young man, when you are excited about winning the championship and a huge bonus, you can't help but jump a little... "

Heather waved her hand: "Am I such a stingy person? I think I heard some alarm sounding outside?"

"Ah! I almost forgot!"

The host cleanly took out the spare microphone:

"Well, here is an announcement for all the spectators present. Although you didn't hear it because of the enthusiastic cheers, a monster attack is currently taking place. Just in case, we hope that the spectators will not leave the venue until the alarm is lifted."

The audience started talking after hearing this.

"Weird? It's really troublesome, here we go again!"

"Ah, it's true. If you listen carefully, there's a faint siren sound."

"But with so many powerful martial artists here, it's much safer than outside, right?"

"You're stupid. Even though Lord Martial God is here, this Fighting Dome is the safest place in the world."

Heather raised her eyebrows when she heard the host's explanation: "It turned out to be an alarm about a monster attack. It hasn't been lifted yet. Is there no other hero to deal with it? Hurry up and finish the closing ceremony and speech session. I'll go after that. Look outside.”

Just like you have to mute or turn off your mobile phone when watching a movie in a cinema, Heather turned off her mobile phone and contact device as soon as she got to the judging table, so as not to disturb her interest.

In the original work, after the martial arts competition, they were attacked by the dragon-level weirdo Hero and his three ghost-level weirdo disciples, Crow, and almost everyone on the scene was wiped out. Thanks to Saitama's intervention, the invasion was resolved.

Oh, by the way, because Genos had to accompany Saitama, in the original work, he left early to kill all the powerful monsters who invaded City C, thus avoiding mass casualties.

Now that Saitama is not competing and Genos is not here, is he staying here? Or should we go out and deal with those weirdos who invaded City C first?

Just as Heather was thinking, the voice of Shui Long came to mind again on the stage:

"What? Are you afraid of the hero association's signature [God of War]?"

Heather turned her attention to the water dragon on the fighting stage, holding a microphone in one hand and pointing at herself with the other.

This kid, is he trying to use me as a pedal to win the title of the strongest in the world?

"Okay, let me play with you for a while."

Heather stood up slowly and walked down the steps of the judging table, like an ordinary person with no martial arts skills.

When Shuilong saw this, he immediately sneered from the bottom of his heart. Hey, were his legs weak from fear?

"Hey, hey, don't delay! Don't you see that the whole audience is looking forward to the performance of your great hero?"

Shuilong laughed cheerfully and said:

"Don't worry, it's just a friendly match. I won't kill you!"

Not far away, Snake and Max were gnashing their teeth in anger. This guy! How could he be so contemptuous and indifferent to the God of War in words and words! Do you think you can definitely win?

After walking for almost two minutes, Heather finally arrived at the fighting stage. He waved away other staff and contestants: "You all go down and stay away."

His fists and feet were blind, and although he could control his strength, the kid in front of him didn't seem to be the type to have full control.

Unexpectedly, Shuilong thought that Heather didn't want others to see his ugly defeat, and immediately shouted:

"No one is allowed to leave!"

After drinking to silence everyone, Shui Long then smiled and said: "Wouldn't it be better to watch such a high-level battle from a closer distance? Is it possible that the mighty martial arts god is afraid that other contestants will secretly learn your [skills]?"

Heather blinked and couldn't help but chuckle: "Ha, young man."

He looked at the host: "In that case, consider this friendly match as my 'congratulations' to the champion. You are responsible for calling the start."

The host swallowed, and together with the staff, invited the contestants off the stage. Only Heather and Shui Long were left on the fighting stage.

【Dear viewers! Although it was a bit sudden, Master Wushen readily agreed to the water dragon player's invitation to fight.

Everyone, what is about to appear before your eyes will be Heather, the second-ranked S-class professional hero and the world’s strongest ‘Shingen-ryu’!

Battle!

The ‘Netherbody Fist’ Shuilong has won the martial arts championship five times and has never shown his true strength! 】

The host suddenly got into the zone, foaming at the mouth and shouting with a spare microphone.

【preparation--

start! ! 】

Bang! !

The moment the referee called start, Shuilong couldn't wait to rush towards Heather! In his opinion, the so-called God of War across from him was full of flaws.

I will completely defeat you! Let you kneel on the ground with broken bones, bruised nose, and swollen face, wailing and begging for mercy! Admit you and the Hero Association's big lie in front of the whole world! !

"Drink!!"

Water Dragon instantly rushed in front of Heather and stepped heavily on the fighting platform.

More than half of the huge stone fighting platform, which was one hundred meters long and one wide, was crushed by his foot. A large number of radial cracks spread from his feet to the surroundings, and gravel splashed out.

Many contestants were shocked. They had never seen such extreme moves full of murderous intent. Will this extremely hard specially made huge stone platform be crushed to pieces just by stepping on it? It's too outrageous. It seems that Suiryu didn't use all his strength in the battle with Bakuzan.

With this huge force, the water dragon twisted its whole body, and its fist was caught in the storm and slammed towards Heather's chest and abdomen:

"[Underworld Shocking Tiger Fist]!"

Boom! !

It's at least three times more powerful than the force used to blast the mountain! The heavy sound could be clearly heard throughout the Fighting Dome.

But the fist hitting Heather didn't even make his body shake at all.

Shuilong was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back. You didn't react at all after taking this trick from me? My punch can smash even a large truck to pieces. Is it some kind of technical trick?

Heather patted the non-existent dust on her chest and looked at Shui Long: "It's over? Is this all you can do?"

"You! Hehe, I don't know what trick you played, but you won't succeed a second time."

Shuilong gritted his teeth and sneered, taking off his shirt to reveal his exaggeratedly bulging muscles:

"Next blow, I'm going to use the Underworld Phoenix——"

"I still have to deal with the weirdos outside who are harming the people, so let's hurry up."

Heather raised a finger:

"As a courtesy, I will also greet you with a gesture."

Veins appeared on Shuilong's forehead: "A finger? Why are you crazy? Are you so anxious to die!"

"Send yourself to death? No, no, no, I won't destroy the flowers of the martial arts world, even if your flower is a little crooked and you want to show me its thorns."

Heather said with a smile:

"The so-called challenge means that if you win, you will get supreme glory from me. Have you ever thought about what will happen if you lose?"

"Do you think I will lose to you?" Shui Long's fists clenched loudly: "If I lose, you can kill me!"

"I said, I won't kill you. But, I will take away the source of your unscrupulousness."

Heather pointed her raised index finger at the water dragon:

"Be careful, Water Dragon. I'm going to attack from the front now."

"Wha...uh!"

Before Shui Long could react, Heather's figure disappeared in the distance, and at the same time, the center of his chest went numb.

"Then the left flank."

Heather's voice sounded in his ears at the same time. Shuilong immediately gritted his teeth and swung in the direction of the sound, but it was in vain. At the same time, there was numbness under his left ribs.

"Right shoulder."

"Back."

"Between the eyebrows."

Almost in the blink of an eye, Heather turned into five phantoms at the same time and circled around the water dragon before returning to the original place.

Still holding up his index finger.

There were no obvious wounds on Shuilong's five hit parts. He touched the hit parts of his body and then looked at Heather:

"Pretend to be a ghost...ugh!"

Shui Long's face suddenly began to turn pale, because he could not feel the Qi in his body anyway, and his muscles all became weak, just like a real ordinary person.

"[Scarlet Poison Needle]."

Heather shook her index finger:

"I have sealed your five air points. All your martial arts and the strength you have developed can no longer be used. Feel free to experience what it feels like to be an ordinary person."

After that, he looked at the dazed host next to him: "I'll leave the rest to you. I'll deal with the weirdos in City C."

After that, he jumped high into the sky, used the moon step to run towards the distance, and his figure quickly disappeared.

"Uh, yes..." the host replied belatedly.

After he reacted, he and the referee hurriedly ran to Shuilong who was kneeling on the ground: "Contestant Shuilong, how are you?"

Shuilong knelt on the ground with a confused look on his face and murmured: "Me, my Nether Body Fist... and my power... have all disappeared?"

At this moment, his body shape was no longer a strong one covered in muscles, but an ordinary human body shape, with all the muscles he was proud of disappearing.

The host and the referee looked at each other, nodded, then took the microphone and shouted:

"This unexpected friendly match ended at lightning speed! The winner, without any doubt, is our Lord Martial God!"

The audience burst into cheers, and even the contestants shouted excitedly.

Shui Long's lonely and thin figure no longer paid attention to. No, there was someone else watching him.

Bakuzan's eyes were full of pleasure and desire for revenge at this moment.

Shuilong, I understand, all your abilities have been blocked by the God of War. good, very good! I thought I couldn't surpass you no matter what, but now, I can take revenge!

Just as Bakuzan was thinking about how to kill the water dragon inconspicuously, exclamations suddenly came from the speakers in the venue, as if there was some trouble in the studio.