One Punch of Justice

The righteous dragons performed perfectly. After all, the ten-year-old drama has no flaws in every move.

Kai, who had been peeking through the time scroll, heaved a sigh of relief.

They really do have two brushes.

Even Weiss didn't notice the difference, so he finally felt a little relieved.

well?

wrong!

Why should I agree to let them go to the Tournament of Power! ?

God!

If Lord Quanwang and Lord Priest find out, maybe I will be wiped out too!

...

Kay paced back and forth worriedly in the time domain, frowning.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The Two Star Dragons and the others have all followed Weiss to the venue of the Power Conference - No Realm.

When all the members of the seventh universe arrived, the Wuzhijie, which had nothing at first, had become quite lively. Not only had the arena and auditorium been built, but there were countless fighters from the universe ready to go, and their nerves were tense all the time!

and……

The rule of this competition is to knock the opponent out of the ring without killing the opponent.

With his hands behind his back, Weiss explained the rules to the newcomer Saitama: After about forty-eight minutes from Earth, the universe with the most people in the arena will win, and a special reminder... here is restricted and does not allow anti-gravity, except for destroying Gods and angels, everyone can't fly, Saitama first...

Looking back, Weiss found that Saitama was already flying in the sky, looking around at the venue.

It's really big, here.

As if hearing Weiss calling his name, Saitama fell back to the ground.

Then he asked Weiss with a salty face, What did you just say?

...

It's incredible...

Weiss opened his eyes slightly, and carefully observed the bald salted fish standing in front of him: The rules in the arena are set by the great priest, and there should be no exceptions...

no……

At this time, Monkey King seemed to see something, pointed to the sky and said: There are other people flying, and there are more than one...

They have wings of their own, just like birds on Earth.

Weiss tilted his head slightly, and said inexplicably: But Mr. Saitama has no wings, and he is not a race that can fly by himself. He can ignore the rules set by the great priest...even God of Destruction and Angels can't do it. Woolen cloth……

As soon as this sentence came out, even Birus turned his head in shock.

Looking at Saitama's salted fish figure, the scene suddenly became a little silent.

...

Is this guy so strong...

It obviously doesn't look very powerful at all, it's incredible...

In other words, Mr. Saitama is already stronger than Master Beerus and Mr. Weiss?

Improbable?

In this way, I did hear that Toppo said that in their universe, there are humans with stronger combat power than God of Destruction, so it turns out that they can really do this...

...

The front is fine, but Beerus is a little upset when he hears the back.

Stronger than God of Destruction?

Just because of this baldness?

His practice is still far from mine!

I thought so in my heart, but now it is related to the fate of myself and the universe I belong to, and it is a good thing to give Sun Wukong and the others a little confidence, so Beerus just thought about it in his heart and did not refute it.

But at this time, Erxinglong suddenly spoke.

If you can't go beyond the ordinary, how can you save despair and disaster.

Using common sense to look at a person who breaks through common sense is wrong...

As a hero...

My master, far beyond common sense!

The confidence, pride, and indisputability in that tone can be heard by anyone.

The big words are really nice, everyone in the seventh universe.

A voice came from the side.

It was Yumei De, the God of Destruction of the Eleventh Universe who had just arrived at the venue. He had the appearance of a clown, and his eyes were full of contempt: But unfortunately, in front of Jilian, you are all just useless garbage. Speaking of this, Weimei took a special look at Saitama: Especially this kind of miscellaneous fish that looks so weak that you can't even detect the breath. Could it be that time is running out, and I just found an ordinary person to make up the number? Right, Beerus?

indeed.

Judging from the lineup.

The proud team behind Weimei is uniformly dressed and energetic, and everyone has a very strong aura, especially Jilian who stands in the middle, whose skills are unfathomable, even surpassing Weimei, who is a god of destruction.

In terms of boldness alone, a bald man who came out of nowhere is completely inferior to them.

It's just a pity...

It is so delicious that it is still blindfolded and bald.

Hmph, if you want to be brave, you can only take advantage of it now, it's so delicious.

Beerus snorted coldly, and after realizing that Saitama didn't care about the other party's evaluation at all, he poked Saitama with his arm in dissatisfaction: Hey! You should say something too!

……Well.

The Saitama salted fish looked delicious, and after thinking about it, he began to take money out of his pocket: By the way...do you also sell French fries here?

fries?

Weimei looked puzzled: What is this bald man talking about?

Others didn't understand

It wasn't until Saitama took out the money that Weimei finally understood what it meant.

Is that...the currency of the Seventh Universe?

Weimei sneered, turned and left with a shameless face: What an idiot, do you think you can bribe the God of Destruction with money? Wash your neck and wait. The last universe that can survive must be us. Farewell ahead of time, Billu Si, and the weak in the seventh universe, hahaha...

Beerus's head was smoking with anger.

Saitama also frowned a little: What a stinky fart... Are all gods of destruction like this?

That's right...

Birus nodded subconsciously, but then he was stunned for a moment, and turned back angrily, What do you mean!?

puff……

Erxinglong and his party behind them almost laughed out loud.

However, this question obviously cannot be answered.

Because on the throne at the top of the Conference of Power, the Quan King and the Great Priest have already appeared.

For a while, there was silence.

The gods bow down.

Hundreds of people at the competition site bent their knees and lowered their heads, not daring to look up.

but……

Hey! Get down on your knees!

Beerus, who was kneeling on one knee, soon found that only the bald man behind him and his seven housekeepers were left in the entire competition venue. He was sweating in a hurry, and quickly shouted at Saitama: Damn it! If you offend Lord Quan Wang, I will destroy you!

don't want.

Saitama said in his most natural tone with no expression on his face: Why should I kneel down to that guy? He looks amazing at such a young age...

Er Xinglong and the others behind were also motionless. Although they didn't speak, their attitude couldn't be more obvious.

As the evil side of the Creator Dragon God, the only mission he was born with is to destroy the King.

Now want them to kneel before their lifelong enemies?

This is absolutely impossible!

Fool!!!

Beerus almost shouted: If you are rude to the king, not only you, but even me will be wiped out!!!

If that's the case, why not resist?

Saitama looked up at Quan Wang without awe, and slowly said: This kind of guy who destroys other people's universes at will, I don't think he should be called a god, right? Obviously everyone is there, and obviously his own universe will be destroyed by that guy. Eliminate, why not unite to eliminate the person who should really be eliminated?

hateful!

Beerus was going crazy: You don't even know how terrifying Lord Quanwang is...

So here I am.

Saitama's right hand gradually clenched into a fist, and Xianyu's face became serious and fierce in an instant: Because others can't do it, but I can do it, so I'm here... If he really wants to destroy the universe just because of interest, Then I will definitely stop him...

because……

I'm a hero...a hero who acts out of interest.