Global Superheroes: I Have Heroes Editor

"Get up!"

Su Mo tugged at his back collar impatiently, and lifted Saitama up directly.

"what……"

Only then did Saitama slowly open his eyes, and slowly put on the original brown wig.

If he didn't wear this, he would definitely be recognized as a substitute.

Fortunately, Ku Chong has been eliminated now, and there is no one around who knows Cha Lanzi, so he was able to muddle through.

Looking at Saitama who was slowly walking out of the lounge, Su Mo couldn't fall asleep at all, and could only stare listlessly at the big screen, watching Saitama's second round match.

But this game is naturally very boring, but Saitama threw a punch casually, and the opponent fell off the ring and was eliminated.

It can be said that there is no ornamental at all.

Su Mo sighed, thinking in his heart, it might be his turn in the next round, right?

But after waiting for a full two hours, several teams had finished their matches, but it still wasn't his turn.

Since Saitama finished his own game, he ran home and went to sleep.

Only Psychic Man remained by his side.

"Brother Su, I'm done with this match."

Psychic man sat down slowly beside Su Mo. In the match just now, he also threw his opponent off the ring without any effort.

The same is not ornamental at all.

"Why isn't it my turn yet..."

Su Mo complained, and a strong sleepiness came to his mind again.

I don't know how long it has passed, but Su Mo's name was mentioned on the radio until today's last game started.

"In the next match, Su Mo, a folk expert, will face off against the successor of Nether Body Fist, Sui Long!"

The host yelled very loudly, and when the word "water dragon" was pronounced, many female fans in the audience immediately went into a frenzy.

This is also the reason why the organizers arranged this game at the end.

The purpose is to keep the audience until the end, so as not to be left out early.

However, this was a pain for Su Mo.

Now, the corners of his eyes are filled with tears from fatigue, so that when he walks into the ring, his steps are still a little unsteady.

"Water dragon! Water dragon! Water dragon, I love you!"

The female fans in the audience cheered and welcomed the water dragon coming to the stage.

And when Su Mo took the stage, naturally no one applauded.

Of course, he didn't care about these at all.

He just waved at the water dragon and said, "Come on, finish the fight early and let me go back to sleep."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

After hearing Su Mo's words, a burst of laughter broke out in the audience.

Shuilong also smiled slightly and said, "Then I will fulfill your wish!"

After all, an extremely domineering aura rose from his whole body.

Whoosh!
There was a strong burst of wind, and if it was for ordinary people to watch, they would not be able to see the water dragon's movements clearly at this moment.

However, for Su Mo who broke through the first layer of neural locks and was blessed by the butcher symbiosis, it was still like slow motion.

He turned slightly, and then avoided the punch.

"It's a little strong."

Su Mo also became serious, staring at the water dragon coldly.

After all, this guy is also qualified to win the championship. Although he was still defeated by Saitama in the comics, his strength should not be underestimated.

boom!
Shuilong counterattacked and punched Su Mo again.

The boxing technique is extremely proficient, like flowing clouds and flowing water, without giving Su Mo any time to breathe.

Su Mo didn't know anything about these boxing moves.

It can only be avoided by relying on its own sharp reflexes and speed after breaking through the nerve lock.

He also tried to fight back, but was blocked by the water dragon.

"I'll go, it's quite difficult..."

Su Mo curled her lips. It seemed that she couldn't knock down the water dragon with one blow like Saitama.

Forget it, let's fight him seriously!

Su Mo thought to himself, the butcher symbiosis turned into a net and fell from the sky, covering the water dragon directly.

This is Su Mo's own symbiont, similar to Lightning Max's lightning shoes, it has not been banned by the organizer.

However, although the rules allow it, Shuilong looks down on Su Mo's way of using props.

He only heard a cold snort, and then shouted: "The Underworld Shocking Tiger Fist!"

After finishing speaking, his punching style directly penetrated the symbiosis net like a tiger, breaking through easily.

Then there was another burst of cheers from the female audience.

"Brother Su, this guy does have two brushes!"

The butcher reminded Su Mo in his mind, and secretly became a little uneasy.

With their strength, it seems difficult to defeat the water dragon!
boom! boom! boom!
The water dragon punched three Nether Body fists one after another. Su Mo couldn't dodge in time, and was punched on the chest by his fist.

"Ah!"

Shuilong sneered and looked up at Su Mo.

But he never thought that this punch would not do much harm to Su Mo under the defuse of the butcher symbiosis.

Instead, it was himself, wrapped in the butcher symbiosis!
Swish swish!
The fine symbiote spider silk gushed out from Su Mo's chest in an instant, and then rushed towards the water dragon's fist.

It happened to be the moment when the water dragon's fist hit!
The water dragon couldn't avoid it, and its right arm was entangled by the symbiosis.

But, it's not over yet!

Su Mo simply made all the symbiotes rush to the body of the water dragon.

You know, when the butcher symbiont was on Su Mo's body, it served as his partner and assisted him in fighting.

And once this symbiosis covers other people's bodies, it will become a deadly weapon!

"Ugh...ah..."

The water dragon whimpered, no matter how powerful his Nether Body Fist was, he was helpless against this sticky symbiosis.

He could only keep being wrapped around his body by it, and then struggled on the ground like a bundle of twisted flowers.

At this time, the female fans in the audience have already called and scolded Su Mo, calling him "a rascal", "shameless", "cheating" and so on.

However, the use of symbionts is not within the scope of the organizer's prohibition.

The referees on the stage looked at the struggling water dragon, their brows were furrowed, and they couldn't speak for a while.

After a long while, an elderly man said slowly, "I declare that Mr. Su Mo will win this match."

"unfair!"

"This guy is cheating!"

"Who uses props in martial arts fighting competitions?!"

"Using that ball of slime to defeat the water dragon is cheating!"

For a while, the voice of abuse from the audience came like a tide, and the words became more and more radical.

But these, to Su Mo, are like deaf ears.

After all, he doesn't care about this championship. If he is really sentenced to lose, then so be it...