"Tch, what should I explain to you? King, listen to me, I have a clear conscience and am candid!"
Tatsumaki glared at the king, a green light flashed across his body, and together with Fubuki, the two disappeared into the sky in an instant.
King looked at the direction in which the two people were leaving, and then looked down at the "Grow High" milk in his hand. After all, the gift was not given out. He felt that he owed Tatsumaki a lot for plagiarizing other people's skills and even a box of "Grow High" I am not willing to give milk either.
"Look at the telekinesis that belongs to me."
He opened his attribute board and looked directly at the skills column. Sure enough, he saw telekinesis... Oh, it was super power clearly on it.
Superpower lv3: Attack the enemy with powerful telekinesis.
"Haha, now I can finally legitimately tell others that I am a powerful superpower... Well, wait a minute, why are my skills missing?"
King just laughed heartily, and his eyes suddenly froze, staring at his skill bar, where the number of skills was missing.
Name: Wang Feng
English name: king
Level: Level 20
Experience value: 1237/15000
Stamina: 17
Strength: 8
Speed: 17
Defense: 78
Lucky value: hidden attribute, cannot be viewed, cannot be changed!
Attribute points: 0
Skills: 1. Explosive energy bomb lv3: Gather the surrounding energy and launch energy bombs like laser cannons.
2. Strengthen transformation lv2: Strengthen your own abilities and make your skills more powerful.
3. Flying lv3: As a messenger of the earth, you can fly freely within the earth.
4. Asura's One-Horned Sixth Sense lv3: A powerful sixth sense that can perceive dangers and unknown areas that are invisible to the naked eye.
Skill points: 10
Cards: Four-star monster cards·Desire Judge (permanent), Beast King, Earth Dragon, Slug...
Special card: Unstarred card·king (full level)
"Huh? Where's my tracking and positioning skills? Where's my sword-drawing skills? Where's my emperor's cannon? System, you... what on earth did you do?"
It seemed like I was being fucked by the system.
"Ding dong, to exchange cards with equivalent skills, you need to exchange the host's equivalent skills for the opponent's skills. Once a skill provides insufficient value, other skills need to be consumed to offset it."
The system's cold voice was emotionless, but he felt a hint of schadenfreude. Was it an illusion
King was dumbfounded and almost returned to before liberation overnight. He originally had eight skills, but now only five are left, and the super power was obtained from the tornado. In other words, he exchanged four skills for one super power. .
Is it worth it
He stared blankly at the "Grow Tall" milk he was carrying, and for the first time he had the urge to indulge in getting drunk. However, he thought about it, drunk milk seems to be bad for the body, so give up!
“…”
Regardless of whether it's worth it or not, the done deal is done. Don't miss the past, but look forward...
boom!
There was an explosion, and a black shadow spun towards him at high speed.
"Ding dong, there is a convertible three-star monster card nearby, please host to convert it."
You see, there are surprises ahead, oh, and maybe a little scare.
King dodged slightly and avoided the attack of the black shadow. He looked carefully at the passing black shadow and found that it was the body of a weirdo whose head had been shot.
"Three-star monster card?"
King put away the sadness of "heavy loss" and watched the weirdo's body go away. He asked curiously: "System, can you report the weirdo level now? Moreover, system, have you classified robots among the weirdos?" The G2 he met before No cards were given to the robot after his death, and the corpse of the monster that just flew over was obviously a robot.
"Ding dong, the system has been updated and more gameplay has been added. Please explore by yourself."
The system rudely refused to answer King's question.
"Hey, it also shows the map marking the location of the dead monster."
He looked at the small map in the lower right corner of the system interface. There was his avatar on it, indicating his location, and there was also a weirdo's avatar, indicating the identity of the weirdo who could convert the card.
After groping for a while, he focused his eyes on the building ahead. In the newly opened hole, a shining bald head was very conspicuous. Obviously, the tornado just now did not completely kill the monster, and Saitama who was chasing after him succeeded in finishing the attack.
"Ha, Saitama? This guy's mental endurance is really strong. He was scolded to death in Z city and he could still run around like a normal person. He doesn't care about other people's opinions at all."
He smiled slightly and prepared to meet Saitama. Unexpectedly, as soon as his body was about to descend, Saitama seemed to have encountered something big. He jumped down from the building, took off his feet, and ran as fast as he could in the blink of an eye. disappear.
watt
He looked blankly in the direction Saitama was leaving. Could it be that... there was a supermarket sale that was about to expire
Only in this way would Saitama be so anxious.
"It's important to touch the cards."
He didn't care about Saitama who was leaving, nor the corpse of the monster flying away. After all, there was a pile of wreckage on the ground, and all he had to do to touch the card was touch the wreckage.
"Until you become strong enough, you haven't really worked hard..."
"Will you never be able to defeat yourself tomorrow or in the future? If you have time to sigh, why not choose to continue to hone yourself and make yourself stronger."
As soon as King entered the building, he immediately saw Spectacles half-kneeling on the ground muttering to himself like a demon. He listened to it several times and finally understood the words. Well, I'm afraid it was the poisonous chicken soup left by Saitama that harmed Spectacles.
"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for getting a three-star monster card."
King ignored the glasses for the moment, touched the card, and then looked at the glasses and the group of unconscious Fubuki team members behind him.
He took out his phone and notified the Heroes Association to come pick him up. At the same time, he lightly kicked his glasses and said, "Hey, how long do you plan to stay confused?"
"Um?"
Glasses looked up at King blankly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in shock: "Master King?"
"Hey, come with me!"
Seeing that King didn't recognize him through the glasses, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the glasses immediately floated up, taking him soaring into the sky.
"Lord King, where are you taking me? My teammates in the snow blowing team are still unconscious in the parking lot. I can't leave them alone." The glasses floated in the air under the influence of King's telekinesis, and he was slapping and kicking hurriedly.
"Don't worry, I have notified the Heroes Association, and someone will come and arrange for the members of the Fubuki Team to be hospitalized for treatment."
King fell into a park with his glasses. Due to the appearance of ghost-level monsters in Xicheng District, citizens had already left for refuge. After all, ghost-level disaster monsters have the power to destroy a city.
"Lord King, you..."
"Stop talking, do one hundred push-ups, do it!"
King looked at the glasses calmly, but the majestic aura in that ordinary appearance made the glasses irresistible, and he obediently started to do push-ups on the ground.
At the beginning, he finished very quickly. However, as he went to the back, his speed became slower and slower. Sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hands were even more difficult to lift as if they were heavy weights.
However, the glasses were hard enough, and he put them down forcefully. After doing a hundred push-ups, he immediately fell to the ground and gasped for air.
"Don't play dead and do a hundred sit-ups."
He lay on the ground with glasses and turned his head with difficulty to look at the expressionless King. He felt guilty, gritted his teeth and turned over...
“Don’t stop for a hundred squats!”
“You don’t have to run slowly for a ten-kilometer run!”
After a whole set of exercises, the glasses were lying on the ground panting like a dead dog, motionless.
"Sir King, is this exercise useful?"
If he remembered correctly, Masked Man once told him to train like this, and now King trains himself like this again. Could such ordinary exercise really make people stronger
"Did you know? Three years ago, I was an otaku who only knew how to play games and had no strength. But three years later, I have become the strongest man. The reason why I have changed so much in three years is Because of this workout.”
Well, if Saitama hadn't insisted on exercising according to this set of training methods, he might not have been able to become the strongest man by picking up Saitama's leaks, so there is nothing wrong with what he said.
"Is this how King becomes the strongest man through this exercise method?"
He then remembered what Masked Men once said about someone who became the strongest by relying on this exercise method. It turned out to be the king!
He was excited, clenched his fist, and said with full energy: "Don't worry, Lord King, I will definitely persevere... get stronger, get stronger!!"
He didn't know why King suddenly told him how to become stronger.
His mind moved, and he suddenly remembered the rumors about King presiding over his own hero certification exam, and King would select a new person to become a disciple.
Could it be that I am the lucky one
He couldn't help but have wild thoughts.
King looked at the glasses with a happy and silly smile on his face, and slapped his forehead. Is this guy really as capable of becoming an S-class hero as Jess said? Doesn’t it look like it
Well, don't worry about it. Anyway, I can only help him so much. Whether he can stick to it, whether he chooses to become S-class or to stay in B-class, depends on his own ability.
Hey, is it called S...B when combined