People in the Ninja World: Encountering Tsunade

What a blessing it would be to have an opponent who can match you.

God seems to have heard Saitama's wish.

In the morning, the birds on the telephone poles were singing.

"Bang~", a loud noise.

A big black strange hand suddenly attacked Saitama who was sleeping.

The apartment was destroyed in an instant, and Saitama was also blasted out of the room and fell to the street.

He stood firm and looked at the destroyed home. There were still a few small gravels on his feet. He said in great surprise: "My home?"

Now his home was completely destroyed, and he had nothing left except the pajamas he was wearing.

With a "whoosh" sound, the fist wind blew up.

The big fist of a black humanoid monster suddenly appeared behind Saitama. With just one punch, he hit him directly against the wall a hundred meters away, stirring up thick smoke and dust.

After the smoke dissipated, Saitama was seen standing in a somewhat embarrassed state, with blood constantly flowing on his forehead.

‘This weirdo is super strong, the strongest weirdo I’ve ever encountered! ’

The long-lost pain made him start to get serious: I can feel it...

He raised his hand and quickly wiped away the blood on his forehead, and asked the weirdo in front of him, "You are so strong! What on earth are you?"

The weirdo said contemptuously: "What? You, an earthling, are really rude! We are the real earthlings! The earthlings who are about to rule the earth!"

Saitama asked confused: "Us?"

(Come on, it’s time for the villain to introduce himself!)

The weirdo said seriously: "You people on the earth seem to call us underground people, right? We are the real earth people."

"Since we invaded the surface from the underground, we have killed 70% of the human race in the world."

"But having said that, this is the first time I have encountered a person like you on the ground who cannot be killed with one punch. It really surprised us!"

While the weirdo was talking, super weirdos were constantly emerging from the ground around him, surrounding Saitama, their red eyes full of hostility.

Saitama just looked at the weirdos surrounding him quietly, until the weirdo in front of him finished speaking, he showed a heartfelt smile and said: "Each other! I haven't met a weirdo who can fight with such skill for a long time. "

"Underground Man!"

"We are from Earth!"

With a roar, the weirdo in front of Saitama struck an angry blow.

These weirdos consider themselves earthlings and hate being called underground people. Now they invade the surface in order to kill all humans and seize ownership of the earth.

Now, after meeting Saitama, the most powerful human being, they didn't care about martial ethics and just chose to go together.

However, there is nothing wrong with this. These are underground people. Do they need to practice martial ethics?

The restlessness in Saitama's heart gradually spread to Saitama's whole body, and all the cells in his body were excited. He had never encountered such a powerful opponent since he lost his hair.

bgm sounded!

"Ah..." Saitama roared and rushed towards the weirdos.

The body is like that flexible butterfly, shuttling between the underground people, constantly dodging and meeting the attacks of the weird people.

The thrill of battle has been aroused for a long time. How long has it been? How long has it been since I felt it? forget!

But what the hell! As long as you are happy, let's fight harder!

"what……"

As Saitama roared, he punched the weirdo one after another.

He could feel it, really feel it, and that was the thrill of fighting that excited his whole body!

There is a steady stream of power emerging from his body. This is the belief in fighting!

The fists seemed to be constantly bombarding the weirdos. A group of them died, and another group of weirdos emerged from the ground, as if they would never be able to kill them all.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

A huge underground man emerged from the ground and punched Saitama away like a pebble, causing bursts of explosions!

"Hufufu..." He gasped loudly.

Saitama walked out of the burning fire like a god of death.

This small body has power that is comparable to the gods, no... not comparable to the gods, but surpasses the gods, which is terrifying.

Although the underground man in front of Saitama was huge, no matter how powerful he was, he was eclipsed by his pair of fists.

The piercing pain, the boiling blood, and everything in front of him made Saitama regain the long-lost excitement and enthusiasm.

Finally, all the people underground were knocked to the ground one by one by Saitama, and their corpses were piled up into a hill. And he stood at the highest point above, panting and enjoying the pleasure of fighting.

But before the enjoyment was over, the surrounding ground began to tremble, the atmosphere suddenly became eerie, and a terrifying voice sounded.

"Oh my... my children, thank you for taking care of me!"

The even more terrifying Underground King finally appeared. His huge body and powerful aura alone could destroy an entire city.

Looking at the terrifying and despairing underground king in front of him, with the sound of his own heartbeat, the blood in Saitama's body began to boil again.

He ran towards the Underground King with all his strength, roaring angrily: "This is...this is what I pursue...fight!"

"Jingle bell jingle bell"

At the critical moment, an alarm clock rang, directly waking Saitama up.

"Bang!" A sound.

Saitama, who was still lying on the bed, punched the alarm clock and even broke the tatami.

The sunshine outside shone into the room, making it warm and peaceful. It was another quiet and peaceful day.

And all the passion just now was just a dream.

Now he is sitting on the bed, still in a daze, as if he has not yet come to his senses.

At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Hahaha... On the surface of the earth, we underground people rule, and I, the underground king, will rule the earth."

On the street downstairs, a group of underground people appeared from the ground. They were very similar to the underground people in Saitama's dream, but they were shorter and looked less powerful.

The leader was waving a lightsaber with four hands, like a group of clowns.

Hearing this, Saitama looked a little excited: Has a powerful enemy really appeared?

He changed his clothes in seconds, jumped off the balcony, and performed a move that fell from the sky.

The next second, he trampled to death the noisiest guy among them, and then couldn't help but issued a declaration of battle.

"Come on, let's fight!"

The atmosphere was quiet for a while.

"We were wrong!"

The next second, a white flag of surrender appeared on the ground ahead, with the words 'We were wrong' written on it.

(You really came prepared! The white flags are already prepared!)

As for the underground people, except for the underground king who was trampled to death by Saitama, the rest of them went back underground and disappeared.

Although the underground people really want to rule the surface and become the masters of the earth, the one they just trampled to death is already the strongest king of the underground people!

He died so easily and cowardly, why not run now? If you run too slowly, who knows if the bald demon will go on a killing spree?

The war of underground people's invasion of the surface has been strangled in the cradle before it even begins.

The bald devil is so terrifying!

Saitama's eyes were dull: "It seems that I am still too powerful."