The Emperor Engine's God-like Skill System

"It's alright."

King answered succinctly.

"As expected of King, he can even learn such a move."

Atomic Samurai couldn't help but applaud.

“But Mr. King, you seem to have always fought unarmed and have never used a weapon.”

As he spoke, Atomic Samurai slowly drew his longsword from his waist.

"Mr. King, do you have any knowledge of swordsmanship?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything about swordsmanship."

King replied.

Upon hearing King's reply, Atomic Samurai's lips curled into a slight smile:

"If Mr. King doesn't mind, I'd be happy to teach him some swordsmanship!"

Although Atomic Samurai knew that his strength was far inferior to King's, his understanding and mastery of swordsmanship should be superior to King's.

After all, in his memory, King had always used his own strength and superpowers, and had never used weapons.

For King, possessing such power would certainly eliminate the need for weapons, but Atomic Samurai would never pass up this opportunity to demonstrate his strength.

He believed that even if King could learn the Bang brothers' martial arts, he would never be able to learn his signature move, the Atomic Slash.

"Ah."

King nodded. Although he didn't need the weapon during the day, learning another skill was never a bad thing.

"Here we are!"

Atomic Samurai's smile widened, and he walked out of the gym and into a grove of trees.

"I can't destroy Silver Fang's gym!"

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he drew his knife with a swift motion—

Atomic Slash!

Countless blades suddenly shot out, shimmering like the surface of the sea under the sunlight.

After the flash of the blade, cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared on the rows of trees in front of them, and they quickly collapsed like building blocks.

"Although martial arts are powerful, they have limitations. Sometimes there are situations that martial arts cannot handle."

As Atomic Samurai spoke, he handed his weapon to King, saying proudly,

“But swordsmanship is different; there is nothing we cannot cut.”

But before Atomic Samurai could finish speaking, King had already gripped the hilt of his sword:

"Atomic Slash".

boom!

As King swung his sword, countless sword lights flashed, far more swift than those of Atomic Samurai, and with just a single swing, a terrifying gale was unleashed.

The trees in the distance, which had already been cut into pieces, were now being shaved into even smaller pieces by King, almost reduced to dust.

Atomic Samurai's mouth was agape, almost to the point of dislocation, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

No way.....

King says he knows absolutely nothing about swordsmanship?!

His swordsmanship is far superior to mine!

This is my signature move, the Atomic Slash!

Atomic Samurai turned his head slightly, his gaze meeting Bang Bomb's, his eyes filled with helplessness, as if his existence had no meaning at all.

"Here you go."

King returned the long sword to Atomic Samurai without any change in expression; to him, this was no big deal.

Atomic Samurai took his weapon, but couldn't help but let out a cry.

hot!

The hilt of the knife that King had just grasped was now scorching hot, as if it had been half-scorched by flames. The hilt had even deformed, and the spot where King's fingers had gripped it was now dented.

What incredible strength!

"Thank you all for giving me a basic understanding of martial arts and swordsmanship."

King nodded to the others.

"Then I shall take my leave."

Now that he had achieved his goal, he had learned two martial arts and swordsmanship techniques, and even at night, his strength could be further improved. After exchanging a few words, King turned and left.

Watching King's departing figure, the three powerful individuals looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

"Let's go fishing later..."

"Um......"

"I need to get some rest."

......

After leaving Bang's gym, King returned to the city. He pulled up his hood again, put on a mask, and hid his face to avoid being recognized by others and causing unnecessary trouble.

I'm a little hungry.

King looked down at his watch; it was almost noon, time for lunch.

He looked around and saw that there was only one fast food restaurant nearby. Without saying anything, King went inside.

There weren't many people inside, and King found a corner to sit down.

"Sir, would you like to order something?"

A young female waitress in uniform walked up to King and asked him enthusiastically.

"Fries and a burger, please..."

As King spoke, he took off his mask, since he couldn't very well eat while wearing one.

"You, you are King?"

The waiter recognized King, his eyes widening in surprise.

After the last global live broadcast, King's feat of single-handedly killing five monsters is almost universally known.

The waiter's body was trembling slightly, as if he was about to fall to the ground at any moment.

"Excuse me, if you'd like, could you please pretend I'm just a regular customer?"

King whispered to the waiter, knowing full well how crazy those fans could be. He recalled an incident where he was recognized and surrounded by a large group of people.

"I'll give you an autograph then."

"Ah."

The waitress nodded, her eyes filled with excitement.

Just then, another person walked over and, by sheer coincidence, chose a seat next to King, but seemed not to notice King's presence.

"Sir, would you like to order something?"

After taking King's order, the waitress quickly walked up to him and warmly asked what he needed.

"One order of fries, please."

The man replied.

King slightly raised his head, feeling that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Chapter 78: An Accidental Encounter with Saitama, and Their First Clash

King heard the voice and felt it was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He turned his head and saw a bald head that could almost reflect the restaurant lights.

The waiter was waiting for the man to order other dishes, but the bald man remained silent.

"Um... is there anything else?"

The waiter, with a professional smile on his face, inquired.

"No, thank you. Just one order of fries."

The man replied immediately without any hesitation.

"it is good......"

The waiter's smile didn't seem to have changed, but it seemed to have a hint of helplessness in it.

Is it possible for someone to come to the store and only order one serving of fries?

After the waiter quickly left, King carefully looked at the man in the next seat. When he saw the shiny bald head, King immediately remembered him, after all, the bald head was really unforgettable.

King had a chance encounter with this bald man when the giant brothers appeared earlier.

King was deeply impressed by the fact that the giant brothers razed the surrounding streets to the ground and killed tens of thousands of civilians.

The fact that the bald man was unharmed is enough to show that he was no ordinary person.

"Ah?"

The man slightly raised his head, noticing King's presence, and their eyes met.

Are you the same person from last time?

"The one from last time?"

King guessed that the other person was referring to the day the two of them last met, but it seemed that the other person did not know his true identity.

“That’s right, we met once at the supermarket last time.”

The other person had a faint smile on their face, as if King were one of their old friends.

At the same time, he stood up and pointed to the seat opposite King: