One Punch of Justice Chapter 185: Multiple residual image fists

　　 The qualifiers are still going on, and the 183 players are rapidly decreasing.

　　Saitama’s opponents are always knocked down with one punch without exception, and Tianjin Fan and Xiao Wukong seem to be stronger, no longer retaining their strength, and they have solved their opponents within one blow.

　　 "Ah... they are so motivated..."

　　While reading the manga, Saitama also raised his head and glanced at the contest on the arena.

　　 The active figures of Wukong and Tianjin Fan were seen by him.

　　 a roar full of fighting spirit, the power erupting from the muscles made the audience smack their tongues.

　　At this time, the other players knew that this martial arts meeting had far more monsters than Saitama!

　　 but...

　　 didn't realize that the two of them were so hard after being stimulated by themselves. That's what I thought in my heart...

　　 They must be very poor too...

　　 flipping through the comics in his hand, Saitama salted fish took a sip of oolong tea.

　　...

　　 The smell is a bit weak...

　　……

　　 About half an hour later, the qualifiers finally ended.

　　 and Saitama won without any suspense and became one of the top eight players.

　　The arena for the finals is elsewhere. The venue is not wide, and there are open spaces around it for spectators to visit.

　　 Many reporters gathered around here, waiting for the results of the Budo Club.

　　 At this time, Saitama and other eight people are drawing lots in the house to decide the order of the duel.

　　 is a test of luck in theory, but this time, it has been quietly controlled by someone...

　　 "Brother Tian."

　　The dumpling, which looks like a little zombie, is telepathically talking to senior brother Tianjin Fan: "Do you need me to arrange you and that bald head together?"

　　……

　　 was almost forgotten.

　　 As a result, one sentence reminded this again.

　　 Tianjin Fan gave a weird cough, and talked to Jiaozi in his mind: "Not for the time being, the most exciting opponent will be placed last... But before that, I will give the guys who are the Guixianliu first A lesson!"

　　 Dumplings nodded: "Okay, Brother God."

　　"Everything called Saitama is unknown..."

　　Tianjin Fan thought for a while, and looked at the immortal turtle who had the pseudonym Cheng Long next to him: "In this case, let him arrange a champion for the previous session. Let’s wait and see his strength for the time being. Facing an opponent of this level, he should There will be some flaws..."

　　……

　　Under the control of dumplings' super powers, the battle list was arranged as Tianjin Fan hoped.

　　 Saitama, who won the number one, was the first to enter the final ring.

　　 And he was fighting against the champion of the previous martial arts club-Teacher Wu Tian.

　　The referee wearing sunglasses and a black suit walked to the center of the ring, holding a microphone in his hand, and explaining loudly to the audience.

　　"The first game will start soon!"

　　"This should be a very exciting battle! The two sides are the champion of the previous Budokai, Mr. Cheng Long, and the dark horse that appeared this time-Mr. Saitama!"

　　 "Mr. Cheng Long is a martial artist, and his wonderful performance in the last competition is still fresh in my memory!"

　　"Although Mr. Saitama was on stage for the first time, he solved the opponent with just one blow in the preliminaries without exception!"

　　"What kind of sparks will the duel between the two of them produce!"

　　 "Let's wait and see!!!"

　　……

　　 On the ring, Saitama and Cheng Long are already in place.

　　 In the audience under the stage, Bulma and others, who were acquaintances, were very happy.

　　 "It's Grandpa Cheng Long!"

　　 Pool excitedly beckoned to the ring, but then looked at Saitama, a little disappointed: "But his opponent seems a little lackluster..."

　　 next to Oolong pretending to be very understanding and explained: "Because the opponent is the previous champion, so in order to cover up the nervous emotions, I put on a silly face?"

　　 will cheer for people I know well, and it’s natural.

Although 　　Saitama heard Oolong’s words, she was not angry, but she said with false eyes, "I am expressionless, okay."

　　 "Hehe, boy..."

　　Teacher Taketen looked at Saitama on the opposite side, with his hands behind him, and smiled kindly: "At your age, you are already very strong... and from your eyes, I can tell , That’s the emptiness that doesn’t care about status and reputation, and wants to find an opponent who can really fight you, right?"

　　"Um...it is possible..."

　　Saitama tilted his head and emptied his eyes and said: "If I can meet an opponent who can defeat me, I will be really happy..."

　　 "Heh, sure enough..."

　　Teacher Wu Tian took a deep breath and set up a posture: "What you want is not a bonus, but a real opponent... In that case, the old man will let go and try his best to satisfy your wish!"

　　 "No, you misunderstood..."

　　Saitama waved his hand with false eyes: "I want a bonus, too."

　　 "Ah, is that so?"

　　 Teacher Wutian was startled, and then smiled relievedly: "There is no reason not to have the money won in the competition, and there is no problem at all!"

　　 "Also, let me tell you quietly..."

　　Teacher Taketen whispered to Saitama, "I’m actually Teacher Wutian who is known as the'God of Martial Arts', so... don’t show mercy to me just because I am an old man, otherwise you will be taught a miserable lesson Of!"

Before 　　's words fell, Mr. Wu Tian had already rushed towards Saitama!

　　 followed.

　　 At the moment when Saitama wanted to throw a fist, Mr. Wu Tian's figure suddenly divided into a dozen and surrounded Saitama!

　　"This is multiple residual image punches!"

　　 The voice came from a dozen clones one after another: "Using the afterimages left by high-speed movement to interfere with the enemy’s line of sight, this is just the most basic martial arts, how? Can you see which one is the real one? Me!?"

　　唔……

　　Saitama thought for a while, strode to a shadow, and punched the body of Teacher Wutian with one punch!

　　 The little old man flipped two somersaults on the ground before he got up.

　　 This punch Saitama didn't use any force, so Mr. Wu Tian only had a red nose.

　　"What an incredible kid..."

　　Teacher Taketen rubbed his nose and asked Saitama, "How did you find out that I am here?"

　　 Saitama's right fist is still smoking, and his eyes are emptied and said: "Intuition."

　　? ? ?

　　Intuition?

　　 Taketen-sensei was at a loss~IndoMTL.com~ He thought about 10,000 answers, but he didn't expect Saitama's answer to be so simple and straightforward.

　　 But this is also good news!

　　 Since he has to rely on his intuition to hit him, that is to say, his eyesight cannot keep up with his own speed!

　　 Know the weakness, so I can deal with it!

　　 Then do it again!

　　 "Multiple residual image punches!!!"

　　 Taketen-sensei's figure was once again scattered into dozens, surrounding Saitama in the middle!

　　 And this time, Saitama did not go to the real body of Teacher Wu Tian.

　　Walking to the edge of the encirclement, Saitama remembered what Mr. Taketen said just now...

　　Use the afterimages produced by high-speed movement to interfere with the enemy...

　　 In other words, he is now moving at high speed around this circle?

　　Saitama touched his chin for a moment.

　　 then stretched out his foot.

　　 "Puff!" Shout!

　　 Teacher Wu Tian, ​​who was moving at high speed, was directly tripped, face down heavily on the floor, and a nosebleed!

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