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

"Purity... above us?"

At this moment, in the lounge where the father and son were, both Blade Ya and Jack were surprisingly quiet.

Regarding Fanma Yujiro's evaluation, the two brothers did not open their mouths to refute.

After all, Luo Zhu's strength is visible to the naked eye.

Slapping Suya, slapping Shibukawa, and receiving Pi Ke's slap in the face, and now killing Kuroki with one punch...

Such a record is already quite prominent in anyone's eyes.

But at this moment, Jack suddenly smiled coldly, revealing a mouth full of titanium alloy teeth shining with metallic luster.

"How does Dad compare to Luo Zhu?"

"so what?"

Suddenly, the originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly solidified at this moment and dropped to freezing point.

Saber looked at Jack in disbelief, never expecting him to ask such a question.

In this regard, Yujiro Fanma still bowed his head and tasted tea.

Although he couldn't see his expression, the squirm of his muscles and the change of his overall momentum caught both Bagger and Jack's attention.

After a while, Yujiro Fanma suddenly raised his head with a smirk, his eyes almost stood up, showing an angry look, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, which was quite contrary to harmony.

The voice was hoarse and high, roaring like a beast: "Luo Zhu?"

"I'll eat him!"

Such a domineering declaration made Jack and Blade both smile heartily.

It is worthy of being the strongest creature on the surface, and it is worthy of being its own father.

When facing such a powerful Luo Zhu, he still showed such confidence.

If there is a ranking for self-confidence, Yujiro Fanma is probably the strongest without a doubt!

In the fighting arena, the discussion in the auditorium intensified, and finally evolved into cheers.

Katahara Sheaka shook her waist and hips without hesitation, and excitedly announced Luo Zhu's name.

In the middle of the battlefield, a team of medical staff carried a stretcher and was about to send Heimu to Hongye and Yingchu for rescue.

In short, the scene was very lively and full of noise everywhere.

After enjoying the cheers for a while, Luo Zhu returned to his lounge with a winner's smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, two tall and strong men blocked the way.

Before they could see their faces clearly, the two gave Luo Zhu a big bear hug.

"Congratulations! You were able to defeat a superb player like Kuroki!"

"Yes, it seems that you are indeed very strong!"

Looking up, it is King Lie Hai and Kaoru Hanayama!

Immediately, Shikawa 303 Gangqi and Guo Haihuang and other older generation martial artists also sent congratulations one after another:

"It's amazing at such a young age!"

"Hahaha, you can be regarded as my half-disciple, don't embarrass me!"

The scene was happy and harmonious, but it was quite harmonious.

Luo Zhu——After thanking him, his eyes suddenly went dark, and the fragrant wind of the sun came to his face instantly along with the black shadow.

"Little Luo Zhu! Hehehe!"

"I was worried to death just now! Let me kiss one!"

"Come on come on!"

"To celebrate your victory, you can make a request to me! Anything is fine!"

Not seeing the person, but feeling the warm touch from the palm of his hand, Luo Zhu knew it was Wu Jialou Luo's little hoof.

While hugging Luo Zhu tightly, she kept rubbing her soft face against Luo Zhu's bald head, like a clingy kitten.

Even though the women of the Wu clan are more admiring and strong, what is the occasion for scoring?

Pushing Wu Jialou Luo's chin to keep a distance, Luo Zhu coughed a few times.

"Cough cough cough! What..."

"Talk tonight, tonight!"

After dealing with this group of "friends" and Wu Jialou Luo, Luo Zhu finally ushered in a leisure time.

But as soon as he raised his head, he saw Miyamoto Musashi sitting in front of the table, with sharp eyes like a hawk dog, scanning himself up and down.

"You haven't left yet?"

After asking suspiciously, the scene suddenly quieted down.

After a long while of silence, a hoarse voice like a jackal resounded faintly.

"Young man, it looks like we won't be able to pay today."

"If there is a chance, I will definitely kill you on the field!"

After finishing speaking, Miyamoto Musashi got up rashly and walked out the door.

Miyamoto Musashi's decision to leave is relatively easy to understand even for people.

As a great swordsman, he is also a strategist.

No matter how powerful an individual's force is, it pales in comparison in front of a group.

What's more, Luo Zhu is surrounded by strong men, so it is impossible to sneak attack.

Simply give up the idea of ​​fighting privately, and wait for the opportunity to fight openly in the future...

Seeing that Miyamoto Musashi had waited for such a long time, in the end it was just to say a cruel word to himself.

Luo Zhu scratched his bald head with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"What's the matter with this old antique? It's so busy that you don't call when you come here?"

As he spoke, Luo Zhu turned his head again, and suddenly found a face full of wrinkles and age spots in front of him.

"I'm going!? What the hell!?"

Suddenly frightened, he took a step back, only to realize that it was that old guy from the headquarters, Yizang, dangling in front of his eyes.

"That's what, uncle, it's not right!"

"Look, Miyamoto Musashi is gone, shouldn't you also..."

"After all, it's not just me that you protect, Yujiro and Saber also need your protection, don't they?"

Luo Zhu knew a little about Yi Zang, an old fellow in this department.

Since Miyamoto Musashi was resurrected, he immediately found the true meaning of life.

He ran in front of the powerful people from all walks of life without saying anything, and threatened to protect them from Miyamoto Musashi.

Although later he also proved with his strength that he is capable of protecting everyone...

but!

Does Luo Zhu need his protection?

He can't wait for Miyamoto Musashi to kill himself!

If Yi Zang, the stubborn old man in the headquarters, is always by his side, will he still have a chance to use Miyamoto Musashi to improve his compatibility?

So Luo Zhu doesn't despise his headquarters, but his appearance will indeed hinder his career planning.

However, in the face of Luo Zhu's tactful persuasion, Yi Zang immediately proudly puffed out his chest and said aggressively.

"No need!"

"It's not without reason that Miyamoto Musashi came to you, and I'm afraid he was also attracted by your strong aura.

"I don't think he's interested in anyone until he kills you!"

"So please let me stay and protect your lives!"

As he said that, Mobu Yizang bowed deeply with a sincere expression, as if he was making a request.

After his fuss, everyone's faces turned green.

Isn't anyone here picked at random than Yi Zang in this department?

Why is it the guardian who opens and shuts his mouth all day long?

Need your protection?

If it weren't for Zang being an elder in this department because of his age, it is estimated that many people would turn their faces because of this.

But having said that, these people are all gathered together because of Luo Zhu.

The ball naturally kicked to Luo Zhu's feet.

Seeing that no one else spoke, Luo Zhu could only nod his head reluctantly.

"Okay, okay, anyway, if you have more, you won't be too much, and if you're missing, you won't be too much."

"But don't make trouble!"

In this way, Zhu's "small group" joined another headquarters to express their gratitude.

Most of the martial arts masters here know each other, and getting along is not so awkward.

Soon, I put aside the troubles caused by Miyamoto Musashi again, and continued to eat, drink and watch the game...

After a short intermission.

Katahara Sheaka once again stood on the host platform next to the fighting arena.

The light fell on the bronzed skin, shining with dazzling and charming light.

Every move full of temptation greatly relieved the tension brought by the game to the audience.

"Everyone, the third day of Biyu is about to usher in the last show!"

"Many people must have known about the arrangement of this event, and they (cfaa) can't wait until now!"

"Then let's stop talking nonsense and directly invite two heavyweight favorites to win the championship!"

"The first one is from the direction of Qinglong, who is known as the strongest creature on the surface—Yujiro Fanma!"

"The second one is from the direction of the white tiger, the ancient warrior who was resurrected from the Lord hundreds of millions of years ago—the primitive man Pico!"

"Please come on stage, both of you!"

As the voice fell, the enthusiasm in the auditorium rose instantly.

Cheers, screams, and shouts interweave into one, expressing the inner enthusiasm!

"It's finally coming! The strongest creature on the surface!"

"I've been waiting for this for so long!"

"I said why did Tokugawa take Pico away before? It turned out that he wanted such a primitive person to participate in the competition!"

"The strongest modern man vs. the strongest primitive man, it's so interesting!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start fighting!"

Under the endless calls of the audience, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the entrance of the passage in the direction of Qinglong.

The sound was not loud, but it sounded like a drum beating in the hearts of the audience.

It's hard to imagine that just a sound of footsteps carries such a huge sense of oppression.

Immediately, the shouts of the audience completely dissipated, and everyone poked their heads and looked towards the passageway in the direction of Qinglong.

Until a tall creature wearing a black suit and cloth shoes appeared on the edge of the fighting arena.

The reason why it is called a creature rather than a human is because the appearance and figure of this person are full of powerful wildness!

He always maintained an angry face, and his strong muscles shone like steel with a metallic luster.

And the hair on the body is fluffy and upright like a lion.

Just standing there brings a huge visual impact to the audience!

This person is the strongest creature on the surface! Yujiro Fanma!

As soon as he appeared on the stage, a human figure appeared at the entrance of the passage in the direction of the white tiger.

The face is flat, the lower jaw is slightly convex, and the fangs at the corners of the mouth are occasionally exposed, reflecting a cold and gloomy light.

The first thing I felt when I saw this person was that his body structure was different from ordinary people!

The head is small, the body is big, especially the solid limbs, full of an inexplicable sense of strength.

From a distance, it looks like a hairless ape walking upright!

Primal Pico appears!

As soon as the duo came out, the scene became lively again.

The audience shouted one after another, as if they were eager to witness a bloody sour event!

However, as soon as these two heavyweight players came out, they didn't fight each other immediately.

Especially Pi Ke, as an existence with a cognition gap of 300 million years ago, is tilting his head and looking at the "sun" on the ceiling

In his cognition, the sky should not be so short, and the sun should not be so close.

Strange things are everywhere, and little ones of the same kind are everywhere.

All of this made Pi Ke a little at a loss...

Until.....Yujiro Fanma put his hands in his pockets and walked two steps forward slowly.

Curved lips, Zhang Yang's expression

Affection.

As soon as the male approached, Pico felt an inexplicable sense of threat.

Among the "wildlife" group, there is a rather unique law.

That is, as the male leader of the group, he will not allow any male to come into close contact with him.

There is only one exception, and that is the time of life and death!

So when he saw a "male" gradually approaching, Pi Ke immediately showed his fangs, and there were bursts of whimpering in his mouth.

"Woo~"

And the male in front of him, who was hiding his hands, stopped three or four steps away from him.

Although there was a smile on his face, he felt extremely aggressive to himself.

As a qualified hunter, a qualified fighter.

Pi Ke didn't attack right away, but carefully observed the opponent's every move.

In this way, after a moment of silence, Fanma Yujiro suddenly stretched out his right hand clenched into a fist.

"How about comparing your strength?"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

There were even quite a few emotional audiences who stood up directly and shouted frantically.

"Competing with primitive people!? Are you crazy!?"

"Pike was fighting a T-Rex when he was dug up!"

"What kind of existence is Tyrannosaurus rex? It is the strongest carnivore since ancient times!"

"Don't brag about the Tyrannosaurus rex. "Yujiro Fanma also claims to be the strongest creature on the surface? Why can't we compare strength?"

"Yujiro Fanma is strong in technique, right? In pure strength competition, Pi Ke must be better!"

"You can see it before you start playing!? You don't have to draw conclusions so early, do you?"

As a well-known strongman in the "inner world", Yujiro Fanma also has many fans of fighting.

But as a primitive man, Pico also has a lot of people who support him.

Before the two heroes fought, some fighting fans started to quarrel.

Faced with such a situation, Yujiro Fanma suddenly turned his head and gave the auditorium a vicious look.

In an instant, the strong sense of oppression made everyone present quietly shut their mouths.

Momentum....too strong!

The strongest creature on the surface is just a look, as if it can completely distort the surrounding space.

For such an existence, who dares to comment?

After the whole audience quieted down, Yujiro Fanma turned his head around.

He still raised his fist and reiterated it again.

"Come on! Compare your strength with me!"