I'm In The Dome Fighting Arena, Integrating The Saitama Template!

Boxing, judo, sambo, wrestling, karate, aikido...

Whether these fighting techniques are in regular arenas or in private fights.

Their only purpose is to destroy the human body....

That's right, if you can't even do these things, fighting will lose its meaning.

And our Uncle Heimu has an extremely profound awareness, and the regiment will study martial arts for thousands of years.

Strong arms, extremely exercised fingers, stabbing like a gun blade...

There is no doubt that his "magic gun" has reached the pinnacle of technology.

Don't say whether it breaks the human body or not, a two-centimeter-thick steel plate can break through at will!

You must know that ordinary pistol bullets can only hit steel plates of a few millimeters.

To put it another way, his "magic gun" is much more powerful than bullets!

It is precisely because of his strong self-confidence that the current Kuroki has a huge sense of gap.

At this moment, Heimu's strong heart has already been hit by Luo Zhu's solid body that can be called a copper wall and an iron wall!

You can't even destroy a human body that can't resist, so you can still be called a Martial Daoist!?

For a moment, Heimu's heart trembled and his hands trembled.

It was as if a large ball of cotton had been stuffed in the throat, making it uncomfortable to hold back.

Humiliation, frustration, shock, doubt and other emotions erupted together, making him suddenly at a loss.

"I...you..."

Hemmed and hawed for a long time, Kuroki finally chose to remain silent.

The originally turbulent thoughts gradually returned to calm.

Instead, there is a desire to win!

As a martial artist, you should speak with your fists!

Any unnecessary language is useless in the fighting arena.

Only the victor is worthy to stand on this "stage" and speak out!

Unknowingly, a long-lost passion covered up all the negative emotions.

Kuroki, who hadn't lost a single game for a long time, completed the evolution again in terms of mentality.

Who is born invincible?!

Didn't I also practice day after day to develop powerful skills?

In a trance, Hei Mu seemed to have returned to his passionate youth.

His competitive character rekindled his passion, and he was ready to cross the mountain of Luo Zhu.

As the distracting thoughts in his heart became less and less, Hei Mu held up his palm again and put his five fingers together

"Hoo hoo!"

During Setsuna, the "magic gun" fell suddenly like raindrops, and the surrounding air seemed to be impacted, creating a flow track visible to the naked eye.

The "magic gun", which was so powerful that it penetrated everything, kept hitting Luo Zhu's body, creating spiral depressions one after another.

This effect surprised many viewers.

"Huh? Fox Shadow Stream's way of exerting force!?"

"The fox shadow style can also be combined with the strange wrist style!? How powerful is that?!"

"You may have missed it, this is not only the combination of the strange wrist style and the fox shadow style, but even traces of the Erhu style!"

"It's moving so fast, I can't see clearly!"

"This Luo Zhu's body is made of iron, right? How do you think he doesn't hurt at all?"

"After fighting for a long time without breaking the defense, it's no wonder it hurts!"

There is no doubt that Heimu's last round of attack has already used all the knowledge he has learned all his life.

The "magic gun" trained to the extreme by the strange wrist style, the rotating power of the Rakshasa palm by the fox shadow style, and the shooting method of the Erhu style...

The moment the move was revealed, a cloud of smoke and dust stirred up under Luo Zhu's feet.

Immediately, the whole person moved back inch by inch as if being pushed.

In a short while, the thick smoke from the sand and gravel enveloped both of them.

According to the unchanging law of smoke without injury, Luo Zhu should be fine now.

The same is true in reality, facing the stormy attack, not only did Luo Zhu have nothing to do, but even triggered the reward of the template.

"Ding! The fit has reached 2%! Get the skill reward: Normal Punch!"

"Skill Description: An ordinary punch!"

When hearing the first half, Luo Zhu was overjoyed.

But when he heard the skill description later, he froze.

"What the hell? An ordinary punch?! Can this be called a skill description!?"

Having played against so many masters, the degree of fit is also improving little by little.

After finally getting to 2%, he was rewarded with such a rubbish skill.

At this moment, Luo Zhu almost wanted to die.

However, with his current physical strength, it is estimated that it is difficult to die...

"Oh! Just use it~々!"

"Let's see if we can trigger the serious series of skill rewards in the future.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Luo Zhu focused his attention on Heimu.

As time went by, Hei Mu's attack power became smaller and smaller, and the level of moves was also steadily declining.

No matter how strong Kuroki is, his physical strength is limited.

It is very rare for an old man in his fifties and sixties to be able to fight until now.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhu suddenly took a step back, and Heimu's "magic gun" hit the air immediately.

"That...uncle."

"After all, it's a competition, and we still have to decide whether to win or lose. I think you've already used almost all your tricks."

"It's my turn to make a move, right?"

"In this way, if you can take my punch, it will be considered as your victory, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Kuroki Xuanzhai was stunned.

From Luo Zhu's words, he felt a great insult.

No matter how much he thought, he never imagined that Luo Zhu would be so arrogant!

One punch decides the winner!?

What are you thinking!?

If you can settle a fight with one punch, why didn't you strike at the beginning?

The toughness of the physical body is tough, but this does not mean that a layman can make effective attacks.

For a Martial Daoist who has reached the peak, he can use dodge, parry, or use some kind of technique to dissipate the power to minimize the aggressiveness.

Even Yujiro Fanma didn't dare to say that he would settle the fight with one punch when facing himself!?

Originally, Kuroki wanted to directly reject this unreasonable request.

However, he represents not only himself, but also the Motorhead company behind it.

Winning this way...is not a bad idea.

Besides, Luo Zhu let him fight for so long for nothing, so why not let him punch him?!

Immediately, Hei Mu spread his legs apart, and sank into his dantian.

Shoulders loose, eyes level.

His hands seemed to be casually gathered in front of his chest, and he assumed a posture ready to attack.

Obviously, this is a defensive boxing.

And as soon as this punch was released, it meant that Heimu agreed to Luo Zhu's request.

For a moment, the audience in the stands couldn't sit still.

"I'll go! No way!? Do you really want to take a punch from him!?"

"Isn't this nonsense? This is a competition, not a play!"

"Let Heimu take so many hits, obviously Luo Zhu gave him a chance, it is Heimu himself who is useless!"

"That's right, Luo Zhu has put on such a high profile, if Kuroki disagrees, it will seem a bit petty!"

"Could this bald man be playing a big game of chess? He's been beaten and scolded before, and he's going to come back with a punch later?"

"Speaking of which, Luo Zhu has made one move many times. Even if Kuroki disagrees, can't he just hit him?"

In fact, it wasn't that Luo Zhu engaged in this kind of gaudy gambling on purpose.

But the fucking [Normal Punch] has a cooldown time!

What if Kuroki doesn't cooperate and keeps dodging? If he fails, he will have to wait for an hour.

That's why Luo Zhu said that on purpose, wanting to decide the outcome with one punch.

In this way, hello, me, hello, everyone [is not a waste of everyone's time.

After seeing Heimu put on a defensive posture, Luo Zhu instantly understood what Heimu meant.

Unprepared, he walked in front of Hei Mu and took a deep breath.

"Hoo~"

Suddenly, the surrounding air pressure suddenly dropped, and Luo Zhu's chest inflated like an inflated balloon!

Stretch out your right hand, and the latitude of the muscles on your arm also begins to change instantly.

It can be intuitively felt that this is not Luo Zhu using some unknown moves and skills.

It's the effect of pure muscle knotting!

It's hard to imagine what kind of existence his physical body is that can have such exaggerated changes!

"#!"

"!"

"fist!"

The voice paused every word, and it sounded full of momentum.

During Setsuna, Luo Zhu's swollen arm struck.

A strong wind immediately made Hei Mu narrow his eyes.

"Huh!? You can't even predict it before!?"

"Has this punch surpassed my martial arts?"

The changes in Luo Zhu's own muscles, the unprepared shot, and the ever-enlarging and approaching giant fist...

While Hei Mu was flustered, he opened his posture and prepared to meet him.

However, when he pushed forward with both hands, he immediately felt the overwhelming power.

The power of this punch is completely concentrated, without any dispersion.

But just when Kuroki wanted to adjust his movements and disperse the strength of this punch...

Only then did he realize that his hands had lost feeling.

Immediately after his eyes went dark, a black shadow the size of a fist covered his sight.

"Huh!? How come..."

Before he could speak halfway, his fist landed on the bridge of his nose.

"Crack!"

Now if you use X-rays to irradiate Hei Mu, you can truthfully see that his nose bone has broken into powder.

A great sourness came from the nose, which instantly made the whole face numb.

It seemed that what hit him in the face was not a fist, but a shot put flying at high speed!

Any defense is as fragile as paper in the face of this power!

Unfortunately, even if Kuroki wanted to experience this extreme pain, it was too late.

Because his brain has started to oscillate at high speed in the brain, making him completely unconscious...

"boom!"

A dull impact sounded.

Kuroki, who had just set up a posture to meet him head-on, instantly flew upside down!

Immediately afterwards, the wooden fence on the edge of the fighting arena was smashed, and the concrete steps on the audience stand were smashed.

The generous body slid and collided at high speed on the uneven stands, leaving a drag mark on the ground that was more than 20 meters long.

Heimu's body sank deeper and deeper, and when he finally stopped, he was already one meter deep into the stands!

At that moment, the audience was silent, and everyone who saw this scene seemed to have stopped breathing, because their brains also stopped functioning.

They were completely intimidated by the power of Luo Zhu's punch!

A full minute passed before a slightly surprised voice of inquiry came from the auditorium.

"This punch...what is it called?"

"Looks like... a common punch?"

"Fuck! How can this be called an ordinary fist? If this is ordinary, there will be no unusual punches in the world?!"

"Speaking of which, is there such a possibility that this punch is

For Luo Zhu, it's quite ordinary..."

"I never thought that this Luo Zhu would end the match with one punch!?"

"The expressiveness is too strong, now I believe that the videos he circulated are not P's!"

"Good guy, blowing Kuroki away with one punch, even Yujiro Fanma can't do it?"

"Don't any of you care about Uncle Heimu? If you are caught off guard by such a punch, you might die, right?"

Luo Zhu, as a rookie in the dome fighting arena, didn't have many fighting fans who paid attention to him, and many people even questioned his strength.

But today!

He broke all doubts with his practical actions.

Heimu is knocked out in seconds with one punch, one of the contestants counts as one, who can do it!?

Not only the audience couldn't believe it, but the contestants watching the battle in the lounge were also extremely shocked!

In the corner of the lounge.

The pupils of the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse trembled slightly, as if seeing something unreasonable.

That's right, Luo Zhu's strength is completely incomprehensible to even a top fighter!

"This person... is so strong!?"

"Uncle Heimu was defeated with one punch?"

Regarding this, the Ruo warrior next to him didn't seem to be relieved from his prestige.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he stammered.

"I was completely wrong, Luo Zhu's muscle density is not above mine, but several dimensions higher than mine!"

"Is it really possible to achieve this level with just physical fitness?"

"Or did he add other techniques to that punch just now?"

In the rest room where Guo Haihuang and others were.

According to the headquarters, Zang Ben wanted to have an unlimited fight with Miyamoto Musashi.

However, after Luo Zhu went to participate in the competition, Miyamoto Musashi completely lost interest in playing against others.

So Yi Zang in the headquarters didn't get too entangled, but just kept an eye on Miyamoto Musashi and was ready to get rid of him at any time.

And when Luo Zhu landed a punch, it ended the game.

Everyone fell into a kind of silence called shock.

Kill Kuroki with one punch!?

Although they all know that Luo Zhu is strong, but this is too strong, isn't it!?

Kuroki is a top martial artist, to put it bluntly, even if he fights with Yujiro Fanma, he may not be defeated in seconds!

Before everyone could recover, a burst of rhythmic applause sounded from the room.

"Papa papa!"

"That's right! If I kill this person, my reputation should be greatly shaken!"

Hearing this kind of remarks, everyone turned their heads and looked at Miyamoto Musashi who spoke.

As Luo Zhu's friends, Guo Haihuang, Lie Haiwang, Hanayama Kaoru Shibukawa and other first-class powerhouses all stepped forward.

The scorching eyes cut Miyamoto Musashi's body like a scimitar capable of killing people.

Especially Yi Zang, who just came to the headquarters not long ago, was even more arrogant and shouted angrily.

"Miyamoto Musashi! They are my treasures!"

"If you dare touch them..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, Yi Zang, the headquarter, pulled out a short knife from his waist and stuck it on the table...

Seeing the crowd of heroes pressing on every step of the way, Miyamoto Musashi immediately changed his face and raised his hand with a smile.

"Everyone, I don't want to hit so many of you alone."

"How about not aggressing each other for now?"

Seeing Miyamoto Musashi's sinister smile, everyone didn't agree or refuse, but just stared at him with sharp eyes.

It seems that he is always on guard against Miyamoto Musashi...

On the other side, a separate lounge is required.

Very rare.

Fanma Blade, Fanma Jack, and Fanma Yujiro all gathered together.

This family of three is sitting around the table drinking tea.

Every move of Yujiro Fanma drinking tea is so novel and weird in the eyes of Saber and Jack.

Although this is their biological father, being the strongest creature on the surface is very busy, where would he drink tea with his two sons?

Although the three of them didn't say anything, they seemed to be enjoying the current "family time".

Until the picture on the big screen in front of him suddenly changed, Heimu was sent flying to the stands.

In this regard, the father and son stopped in a tacit understanding.

After being silent for a while, Blade Ya smiled lightly and asked suddenly.

"Dad, how do you think this Luo Zhu compares to the two of us?"

This question can be called the problem of the century, just like the woman asking the man who looks good between her and Reba.

One side is family affection, the other side is conscience.

Towards the other side is betrayal.

However, Yujiro Fanma hardly paused for a moment on this kind of question.

With a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, he replied with a ferocious smile.

"Luo Zhu's purity is far beyond the proof of the two of you!"