A Bizarre Adventure Starting with One-Punch Man

"okay!"

Saitama grabbed the bull's horns and spun it 270 degrees like he was on a horizontal bar. He then stepped on the bull's head, causing the monster to stumble, and jumped far away himself.

dong dong dong dong!

A burly figure with full particle effects passed him in the air, carrying a speaker, and slammed his raised fist down heavily.

"□Heh□Gar! 'Emperor Burst Fist - 200,000 Volts'!"

Boom!

The minotaur's screams were drowned out by the deafening roar of the heavy punches. In the smoke, King, panting, stood up from the minotaur's body, and the beating of the "Emperor Engine" gradually subsided.

Just now, his power broke through again.

The "electric current driven" power easily increased from the previously barely reached 150,000 volts to 200,000 volts, and he had a premonition that this was not his limit!

Chapter 167 Backup Ingredients

Thanks to Johnson and Saitama for their help with training!

King couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing feelings, thoughts, and reflection).

Moo...

Just then, the minotaur at King's feet suddenly let out a soft groan, and its whole body twitched.

"Huh? You didn't kill it?!"

King was taken aback; he hadn't expected this Tiger-level monster to be so resilient!

The next second, he clenched his fist tightly once again, and strands of azure current flowed and pulsed between his fingers.

"King, wait a minute."

Johnson's figure descended from the sky, and Saitama also jogged over.

King paused his raised fist and looked at Johnson: "Johnson, is this weirdo any other use?"

A cloud of dust rose from Qiao Sen's feet as he landed lightly: "I'm still alive, let's take it back first. I do have a use for this big guy."

Saitama patted the Minotaur's bouncy muscles, a curious expression on his simple face: "Are you planning to take it back as backup food? Even if you're going to eat it, you should kill it first, otherwise cutting flesh alive feels too inhumane."

Johnson: "..."

King: "..."

As expected of you!

Who would want to eat this stuff?!

Seeing that Johnson was getting a little frantic, King chimed in, "Well, after all, it's a wild mutant creature of unknown origin. Who knows what kind of unknown virus it might be carrying? It's best not to eat it!"

"Ah, aren't you going to eat it?" Seeing that the two of them objected to his suggestion, Saitama scratched his head, a purple shadow flashed behind him, and his tone was full of regret, "But based on my past experience, the flesh of this kind of herbivorous monster should be very chewy."

"..."×2

The handsome guy remained silent.

Even King was a little confused at this point: "According to biology textbooks, only carnivores grow such sharp teeth. Saitama, don't be fooled by its appearance."

"Oh, is that so? But don't cows all grow up eating grass?"

"Okay, stop talking... Hey, you're awake?"

Johnson waved his hand to end the conversation, but suddenly noticed that the Minotaur was about to slowly wake up.

Seeing this, he immediately stepped forward and, controlling his strength, kicked the soccer ball forward.

"Moo..."

The massive bull's head snapped to one side with a loud thud; judging from the sound, its skull and neck bones were probably crushed by that seemingly light kick.

Seeing that the monster had been kicked unconscious by Johnson and wouldn't wake up anytime soon, King immediately stopped the electricity in his hands and jumped off the monster's back.

"Anyway, this thing isn't for eating; I have other uses for it."

With a wave of his hand, Johnson's azure psychic energy enveloped the minotaur, whose skin was gradually turning gray, and it floated up.

King nodded and readily agreed: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Johnson."

“Yeah, I’ll take this big guy back later,” Johnson said, turning around and glaring at Saitama. “And you, Saitama! There’s plenty of beef in the fridge if you want some. You’d better eat less weirdo food in general, or you’ll get diarrhea!”

Saitama scratched his head, looking completely nonchalant, and muttered under his breath, "I've never had any problems eating this before..."

F-zai's hand appeared and disappeared with lightning speed, taking away another fallen fragment of a card.

Saitama:! !

Sensing something, Saitama suddenly turned around and looked around as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Damn it, it actually followed us here! What a persistent ghost!!"

Cough cough--

The stand-in's actions are the real person's responsibility. Qiao Sen coughed twice to change the subject, saying, "Alright, I've settled all the nearby residents in a safe place. We should go now."

"If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave once the fans find out."

"Oh right, I almost forgot you're a celebrity," Saitama said, having successfully changed the subject, and immediately lowered his guard. "Speaking of which, if I were to join that Hero Association someday, would I have as many fans as you?"

"Uh, there should be... right?"

"Huh! Are you really that uncertain!?"

……

M City, suburbs.

boom!

The enormous minotaur fell from the sky like a lump of wet garbage, sending up a cloud of dust.

Before long, Saitama and King ran back from downtown M City as their running training for the day.

call--

He hadn't sweated much while fighting monsters, but now, running back under the afternoon sun, King's head was covered in sweat.

Saitama was in much better shape; he didn't sweat much, but his sweatpants were tattered and he had run back barefoot, which was rather unsightly.

Of course, this is not a problem for the hero at all.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Johnson emerged from the manor villa on the hillside, tossing two bottles of orange-flavored chilled soda from afar.

King reached out and caught the bottle, then raised it towards Johnson, saying, "Thank you, Johnson-san."

Saitama's eyes lit up, and he lightly jumped to grab the orange soda: "Wow, this is a huge help!"

After a pleasant chugging session, the intense heat in my body quickly dissipated with the help of the soda.

"So, Johnson, what exactly are you going through all the trouble of bringing this big guy back here for?"

While drinking his soda, Saitama found a twig somewhere and squatted down to poke the Minotaur's butt.

no response.

Even with the freakish vitality of a monster, it wouldn't be easy for him to recover from being kicked by Johnson.

The fact that he didn't get a headshot on the spot is a result of his precise control over his strength!

Qiao Sen came to his side, sipped the last bit of blueberry juice from the bottle, and smiled mysteriously: "This is the special training instructor I found for you."

"Instructor?"

Saitama scratched his head, then looked around warily, and only asked in confusion when he found nothing unusual.

"But apart from being a bit big, this guy doesn't have anything particularly outstanding. If we really fight, he could easily get damaged, right?"

On the back of his head, where he couldn't see, F-zai's purple hand appeared and disappeared in a flash.

Qiao Sen has a feeling that this guy's speed has increased in the last couple of days.

At this moment, King thoughtfully interjected, "Saitama, Joe Johnson probably wants to enhance this monster in some way, right?"

"Bingo, you got it right." Johnson nodded. "As expected of the King, you even guessed it."

"Did I guess right?" King smiled sheepishly. "I just thought about it based on what Johnson said."

Saitama exclaimed in surprise, "Huh! Monsters can get stronger?"

Johnson nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course, monsters themselves have the potential for infinite mutations, and there are plenty of monsters who study how to strengthen themselves."

"However, their methods are too rudimentary, not as effective as mine, which goes straight to the stomach."

Chapter 168 Reincarnation of the Dirty Land

As he spoke, Johnson opened his hand, and a golden fantasy card appeared in his palm.

On the card, a muscular beetle-like monster is frozen in terror, seemingly desperately trying to break free.

[Fantasy Card: Asura Rhinoceros Beetle (SSR)]!