The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

If Atomic Samurai, who uses swordsmanship, has some connection to the martial arts world, then Sweet Mask has absolutely nothing to do with it. Apart from his hero activities, he is basically no different from an entertainer or celebrity, holding concerts and filming every day.

However, Sweet Mask is indeed the most popular figure in the entire Hero Association. Whether as a hero or a celebrity, he has won over a huge number of fans.

But why would Sweet Mask come to a place that is completely out of character for him?

Sweet Mask and Atomic Samurai walked side by side. Sweet Mask maintained a perfect smile, like an artist attending an awards ceremony, and was flawless from every angle. Atomic Samurai, on the other hand, casually held a bamboo skewer in his mouth, completely unconcerned about the gazes of the surrounding audience.

The two are far apart and seem to have a bad relationship. In fact, because of Sweet Mask's somewhat extreme personality, there are not many people in the Hero Association who can become his friends or confide in him. No one knows what he is thinking behind the mask.

Sweet Mask and Atomic Samurai quickly sat down next to Bang.

"Silver Fang, why is this guy here too?"

At this moment, Atomic Samurai sat in his seat with a nonchalant air, glancing at Sweet Mask out of the corner of his eye, his gaze revealing a hint of displeasure.

Sweet Mask has an extreme and domineering personality, and he has extremely high standards for S-class heroes. He often gets into arguments with other S-class heroes, which is why he is not well-liked within the Hero Association.

"Sweet Mask has also contacted me, wanting to participate in this martial arts tournament as a guest."

Bang said with a smile,

"Sweet Mask must have agreed to attend because of Mr. King."

For Bang, although Sweet Mask's hero ranking was much lower than his own, his fame and influence were definitely no less than his own. Perhaps he could use Sweet Mask's influence to further promote the martial arts world, so he agreed to the other party's attendance.

Sweet Mask, meanwhile, maintained his smile. If they were at the Hero Association headquarters, he would have already clashed with Atomic Samurai. But since this was a public place, he was mindful of his image and simply turned his head slightly, giving Atomic Samurai a fierce look.

Bang and Atomic Samurai wanted to witness King's heroic figure in battle once again, as did Sweet Mask, though the anticipation in his eyes was even stronger than that of Atomic Samurai and the others.

"I postponed my concert to get here."

"King, will you be the successor to the [Perfect Hero]?"

Sweet Mask muttered to himself that although he was only an A-class hero, he definitely possessed the strength of an S-class hero, and his influence within the Hero Association was enormous.

He has a deep obsession with heroes and hopes to create an absolutely perfect hero.

King is the most suitable candidate.

Before King joined the Hero Association, Sweet Mask had heard rumors about him and was always very curious about King's power.

After witnessing King's battle with Atomic Samurai, Sweet Mask's obsession with transforming King into the perfect hero only intensified.

At this moment, Sweet Mask turned his gaze to the guest passage. He knew that even he was just a supporting character today.

As the cheers in the stadium gradually subsided, the host picked up the microphone again:

"Now, please welcome the last guest!"

"The superhero who saved City A from fire and water!"

"The man who was given the title of the strongest human on Earth!"

"King!"

The host seemed to be shouting at the top of his lungs, his throat becoming hoarse as a result.

After he shouted, the entire stadium fell into a state of astonishment:

"What did the host just say?!"

"King? Is that the King?!"

"No wonder not only Silver Fang, but also Atomic Samurai and Sweet Mask came!"

"I can't believe I saw King at the martial arts tournament!"

After a few seconds of silence, the entire venue erupted into chaos as if countless bombs had been detonated simultaneously, with even the glass seemingly shaking.

Amidst the shouts and cheers, a tall figure emerged.

King!

King walked slowly to the center of the field with a blank expression, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"They're out!"

Water Dragon squinted, carefully observing King. Just by looking at him, he could feel the unparalleled power emanating from King.

The other contestants stared wide-eyed at King in disbelief.

Many contestants felt suffocated by King's extraordinary aura, as if they were as insignificant as ants in his presence.

The werewolf beside him, hidden beneath its hood, was eager to pounce, like a hungry wolf that had spotted its prey.

Because of the hood, no one knew that his true identity had long been replaced.

"King! King! King!"

In the stands, the audience erupted in a deafening roar, even more so than when the water dragon appeared.

In the middle of the ring, King stared straight ahead expressionlessly, completely ignoring the cheers and shouts around him.

He looked down at his watch; it was nine o'clock in the morning.

Because it was a live broadcast, KING clearly felt a surge in reputation after he appeared. If KING's reputation had reached a relatively stable state before, it had increased exponentially.

If all goes well, KING even thinks that his reputation points could exceed 30 million, or even 35 million, before the end of the day.

"If this pace continues, it might not be long before we reach 100 million."

"Although this Escanor's power is quite impressive, it's too unsafe to revert back to his original form at night."

King pondered to himself.

.......

Outside the venue of the martial arts competition, more and more people have crowded the various intersections.

Because tickets for the martial arts tournament were so hard to come by, they couldn't get in to watch the competition. But these people still wanted to wait by the venue to see their favorite athletes and idols when the competition ended.

"Maybe we'll even see a water dragon!"

"If I could just see Silver Fang up close, I would die happy!"

"Protect the world's best Sweet Mask!"

Because the martial arts tournament was being broadcast live globally, Sweet Mask's fans learned that he was serving as a guest judge for the competition. His fan club and supporters rushed to the event, unfurling banners. To the uninitiated, it looked like a concert hosted by Sweet Mask.

After King appeared, the crowd around him grew even larger.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Tornado: I was just passing by.

The organizers of the martial arts tournament had not expected such a large crowd, so they initially only deployed a limited number of security personnel. After discovering the large number of people present, they had no choice but to entrust the heroes of the Hero Association with the task of maintaining order.

Therefore, many heroes were extremely busy around the martial arts tournament, but most of them were only B-level or C-level heroes. Heroes of A-level and above generally did not participate in such events.

"Watch out, that support sign is about to fall over!"

At this moment, the No-Man's Rider, who is the top-ranked C-class hero, saw a huge support sign that was about to collapse and hit the passers-by at any moment, so he quickly ran over to support it.

But he was a step too slow. The pole supporting the support sign groaned in pain because it could not bear the enormous weight, and his entire body underwent irreversible deformation.

Just as the giant support sign was about to fall, a faint green light suddenly appeared on it, and it froze in mid-air as if a pause button had been pressed.

Then the entire support sign was gently placed on the ground, as if manipulated by an invisible giant hand.

The unlicensed rider paused for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening. He raised his head slightly and saw a petite figure floating in mid-air.

Tornado.

"Honestly, it's just a trivial match, why are there so many people gathered around?"

Tornado pouted and spoke slowly.

"Thank you so much, Tornado!"

Looking at the tornado floating in mid-air, Mumen Rider said gratefully.

"Honestly, you can't even do something as simple as maintaining order at the scene. Do you even deserve the title of heroes?"

Although Tornado's figure and face resembled those of a teenage girl, she was currently reprimanding all the heroes present like a stern teacher.

"Leave the Hero Association, go back to the drawing board, and take the hero exam again!"

I'm so sorry!

Mumen Rider immediately apologized to Tatsumaki, but after a few seconds of pause, he asked with some confusion,

"Tornado, why are you here?"

The Unlicensed Rider was somewhat puzzled, because high-level heroes would definitely not be willing to participate in such trivial matters as maintaining order at the scene. Even ordinary A-rank heroes would not be willing to do it, let alone S-rank heroes.

"Me? I was just passing by."

A fleeting hint of panic flickered across Tornado's face.

"In crowded places like this, there's a good chance there are weirdos mixed in. I came here to prevent any accidents from happening!"

As Tornado spoke, she slightly raised her head, a hint of pride in her expression.

However, the reason she came here was actually very simple—because of King.

Last time she got drunk, King took care of her, but she misunderstood him at one point, which made Tornado feel a little embarrassed.

However, being proud and aloof, she certainly wouldn't apologize to King on her own initiative, and naturally, she couldn't agree when Atomic Samurai said he wanted to ask Bang for tickets.

If you agree, wouldn't that mean you're acknowledging Atomic Samurai's words?

Do I get along with King?

How could I possibly get along with such a weirdo!

Tornado thought this to herself, but her body still honestly led her to the vicinity of the martial arts competition venue.

Helping King maintain order in the area would be enough to repay the favor from last time...

Do not!

I didn't come here because of King; I'm just doing my duty as a hero!

That's right!

Thinking of this, Tornado pursed her lips slightly.

"I see! No wonder he's an S-class hero; his thinking is much more meticulous than ours!"