Chapter 932

Hero Thunder leaped onto the stage, drawing everyone's attention, including Saitama's.

Of course, there were those whose attention wasn't drawn—namely Broly.

As soon as Hero Thunder finished speaking, Broly used Hero Thunder's tall, burly body as cover and went straight behind Saitama.

Before Saitama could react, Broly kicked him in the butt, sending Saitama flying over Hero Thunder standing at the center of the ring, arcing upward outside the ring in a parabola, then falling back down.

If Saitama could fly with Qi, he could easily fly back in this situation; moreover, if there were no ordinary spectators below where he fell, with his tough physique he could stomp out a shockwave and use the rebound force to push himself back.

However, Saitama neither knew how to fly with Qi nor dared to forcibly step on empty air to borrow force because of the environment, so people only saw him in midair, paddling his arms and legs in the air as if swimming, yet still unable to prevent himself from falling outside the ring.

"Pa~"

Saitama landed steadily on both feet; Broly had used clever force similar to the Palm Bell Fist, so he didn't stomp out a dent, merely hanging his head, his face looking somewhat dark under the sunlight above his head.

"Getting distracted during a spar isn't good; this time, it seems I won again."

Broly said to Saitama with a chuckle.

"And this unknown monster, thanks; without your sudden intervention, dealing with that guy Saitama's Turtle School fighting style would have been quite difficult."

Broly also thanked Hero Thunder at the center of the ring.

"You're welcome."

Hero Thunder subconsciously replied, but felt something was off.

"Ah, damn it, although I didn't have much hope of winning before, but what if I could win? You bastard, why did you suddenly jump onto the ring? How are you going to compensate me for the 3 million yen daily wage of the martial arts champion?!"

Saitama jumped back onto the ring, walked straight to Hero Thunder's front, and accused him with flying spittle of suddenly intervening in the match, interfering with the match—immoral behavior.

"Referee, I object; just now it was because this guy suddenly intervened that I was kicked out of the ring and lost; I think this final was unfair, and I request a rematch."

Saitama raised his hand and lodged an objection with the referee.

Martial Arts Tournament Referee:

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【Now is the time to say this? Such a huge monster jumped onto the ring, and you're still worried about the final—shouldn't you deal with the monster first?】

"Saitama, this monster just jumped onto the ring and didn't attack either of us; just because he appeared, you were kicked out of the ring by me, and you refuse to admit defeat?

So if he weren't here and you still lost, could you say the audience's voices affected you, or the wind blew into your eyes and affected you?"

"No, I don't mean that; your analogies and examples are completely different—spectators are outside the venue, and wind is just an environmental factor, but this guy jumped directly onto the ring; don't you see his feet are both sunk into the ring floor?"

"It's the same; this monster's strength compared to us two is like an ant by the roadside; are you going to say that because an ant was added to the ring, your loss isn't a loss?"

"No, no, no; although his strength might be like an ant, his size is nothing like an ant—have you ever seen an ant over two meters tall?

Moreover, just now, you completely used this guy's body as cover to sneak behind me so smoothly without me noticing."

Saitama and Broly argued on the ring; Hero Thunder had been listening at the side, but the more he listened, the more wrong it felt—these two were calling him an ant in every breath.

"Enough."

Hero Thunder said in a calm voice.

"Without this ant, I could slap up the ring floor and achieve the same effect of blocking your line of sight."

"Without this ant, even if you slapped up the ring floor, I would still be on guard against you disappearing."

However, neither Broly nor Saitama had any intention of paying him any mind; they kept arguing, and the gazes of the losing participants and the audience were so piercing at this moment that Hero Thunder felt like a clown performing a solo play, with no one caring.

"I said, enough!"

The roar echoed through the venue; Hero Thunder's roar made the ground tremble.

"Hey, I can hear you; what are you suddenly roaring so loud for, you bastard?"

Saitama picked his ear with his finger; the sudden roar startled him, and he began complaining to Hero Thunder in dissatisfaction.

Hero Thunder: "————"

Blue veins bulged on his forehead.

"You can hear me, so when I said enough the first time, what are you doing?"

Hero Thunder roared again.

"This isn't about arguing with him whether this final counts—"

Saitama looked at him with an innocent face.

"You argue all you want, why say I'm an ant?!"

"Sorry, forgot you, the monster involved, are still here; I should have considered your self-esteem—I shouldn't have described you with the truth."

Broly decisively apologized.

"Sorry."

Saitama also bowed apologetically to Hero Thunder in a proper manner.

However, their perfectly coordinated apology behavior completely failed to calm the anger.

Only to see the blue veins on Hero Thunder's forehead increase even more.

【Forget it, let Giant Eye handle recruiting people; can't casually kill these two bastards!】

Hero Thunder took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, pointed at the monster cells dropped on the ground just now, and said to Saitama and Broly: "Now, stop your meaningless arguing; tell me, do you want to live, or do you want to die?"

"You make a move, or I make a move?"

Saitama asked Broly.

"This guy also helped me, so I'm embarrassed to make a move."

Broly answered Saitama's question.

"Fine, then I'll do it."

Saitama nodded and approached Hero Thunder again.

"It seems you want to die."

At this time, Hero Thunder also realized these two were making fun of him.

He stepped forward, right fist clenched at his waist, and drove it straight at Saitama's approaching head.

"Bang~"

Blood sprayed in all directions; Gouketsu's massive body was pulverized by Saitama's Consecutive Side Hops Fist into a human vortex, bones piercing straight through skin, his head blown apart — the death was unspeakably gruesome.

"Gah, gah, gah————"

Three large crows — in truth, three disciples who had failed to monsterize — descended from the sky, lunging at Saitama.

Their fate was no different from their master Gouketsu's; they were KO'd by a single punch from Saitama.

"Forget it, this time counts as your win; next time we'll compete again."

After throwing hands, Saitama felt much more at ease and didn't keep harping on being kicked out of the ring.

The blood rain formed by monsters' bodies bursting showered the entire venue.

The many spectators gazed at the several monsters lying on the platform, heads lost, and their understanding of Saitama's moniker "Pervert Carnage Kabuto" deepened further.

Especially the participants who had taken Saitama's fists — quite a few subconsciously touched their own beaten cheeks, all feeling a measure of relief that their heads were still on their necks.

Gouketsu's assault was like a black joke of moths flying into fire.

By comparison, Phoenix Man's hostage-capture operation went far more smoothly.

"Although Centipede Junior, Centipede Senior, and King Flower — who attacked Metal Bat at the start — were all wiped out, under Centipede Elder's cover we still succeeded in bringing the hostages back."

"Well done, Phoenix Man."

Giant Eye sat on the beanbag chair, nodding in affirmation of the result.

"However, the monsters sent to attack other cities to divert the Hero Association's attention suffered heavy casualties.

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"No matter; they're all just cannon fodder anyway."

Giant Eye waved a hand dismissively.

For the Monster Association, capable of mass-producing Monster Cells, only Dragon-level monsters count as relatively precious combat power; monsters below Dragon-level, no matter how many die, are a minor issue for the Monster Association.

"Has contact been made with Garou?"

"Contact made. If not for him delaying Metal Bat, retrieving the hostages today would've been somewhat troublesome."

"So he really is leaning toward our side?"

"Lord Giant Eye, pardon my bluntness, but I feel Garou still retains a considerable degree of humanity and has not completely abandoned his human identity to throw in with us monsters————"

Phoenix Man then reported the full details of the Garou situation he had observed today to Giant Eye.

"After Metal Bat lost consciousness, Garou did not finish him off but let him leave; even some monsters who tried to attack the unconscious Metal Bat and his younger sister were casually killed by Garou — he calls himself the Hero Hunter, yet he's doing the work of protecting heroes."

"Well, by your account, it was Metal Bat's younger sister who stopped Metal Bat's lethal strike against him first, and Garou is of martial artist stock — having some warrior's code is only natural. In any case, it's not a big problem."

Giant Eye waved a hand, then looked toward the two ninja, Gale and Hellfire, who had returned: "Have you recruited any corresponding combat power?"

"Recruited. They're outstanding talents from the Ninja Village's 44th class."

"Presumably, after eating Monster Cells, their strength won't be inferior to ours."

The two ninja monsters, Gale and Hellfire, were brimming with confidence.

They did not know that the recruited Sonic Speed-o'-Sound Sonic chose to grill the Monster Cells.

At this moment, because he ate the cooked Monster Cells and upset his stomach, he was in the toilet cursing while shitting.

"Gale, Hellfire, you two damn bastards, you actually gave me spoiled meat chunks — once I recover, I'll definitely go chop off your heads————"

"Good."

Giant Eye nodded in satisfaction.

"Did the Council of Swordmasters guys not come?"

It asked again.

"Dead. Iai Monster and the Council of Swordmasters members including Atomic Samurai entered the Council's base and never came out again.

In the evening, the monster tasked with staking out that side discovered Iai Monster's corpse, slashed into minced meat chunks, inside a garbage bag at a nearby garbage station."

"Hmph, that old man was overconfident in his Iai Slash technique, refused to follow orders, directly confronted Atomic Samurai, and getting sliced to death serves him right."

"Right, what about Gouketsu?"

"Haven't returned. Not only has Gouketsu not returned — every single monster sent to attack the city hosting the Martial Arts Tournament has failed to return."

"Who were this year's Martial Arts Tournament participants?"

"S-Class Rank 3 Flashy Flash, S-Class Rank 4 Carnage Kabuto, and besides them, two A-Class Heroes————"

After hearing the subordinate monster's report, Giant Eye was more or less speechless.

Gouketsu dodged the first but not the fifteenth.

Earlier I stopped him from going to assassinate Flashy Flash precisely because I felt he shouldn't be a match.

Well, now it's confirmed.

"Everyone, the hostages are secured; please prepare for the great decisive battle with the Hero Association."

After barely three seconds of silence for Gouketsu, Giant Eye rallied the monsters gathered here.

"Should've done this long ago; if you ask me, there wasn't even any need to grab hostages."

Naturally, there are always some clueless fools who stand out.

"Grabbing hostages is to make the Hero Association guys hesitate to act, afraid to blanket-bomb the Monster Association Headquarters.

Additionally, there are monsters inside the Hero Association too; if we don't lure them out and eliminate them, once those people escape it'll be a major headache for our Monster Association later.

Giant Eye explained the necessity of taking hostages.

"However, once the true powerhouses are lured out, you needn't worry either — with Monster King Orochi-sama present, the Hero Association's S-Class Heroes are nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs.

I'm confident that under Monster King Orochi-sama's leadership, we will surely wipe out all heroes and build a new world on the surface led by us monsters."

Giant Eye's chubby body rose from the beanbag chair, pink tentacles all over his body held high, yet the scene was somewhat cold.

"What, do you all not acknowledge Monster King Orochi's leadership?"

Giant Eye's single eye scanned the surrounding monsters.

"We joined the Monster Association only for the shared purpose of exterminating heroes, not to be subordinate to anyone————"

A somewhat cheap-sounding voice rose up, answering Giant Eye's question.

【Black Sperm, Dragon-level Monster, although he looks like miscellaneous fish, he possesses extremely strong regenerative ability, and his strength in the Monster Association is also among the top; even if Monster King Orochi personally took action, he might not necessarily be able to take him down————】

Black Sperm's intel flashed through Giant Eye's mind, but he did not let Monster King make a move against Black Sperm to establish authority, instead saying: "Since that's the case, this matter will wait until after we've exterminated all heroes, then we'll discuss it."

【Want to settle accounts afterwards?】

Black Sperm's mouth corner hooked up, unconcerned.

Even Monster King Orochi, he had confidence he could defeat.

"Ah, it hurts, Watchdog Man that bastard's moves, simply just like a wild beast————"

Q-City, daytime Garou hunted Metal Bat, nearly didn't get taken away by Metal Bat's stick, then hunted Watchdog Man again, unsurprisingly suffered another beating.

Although he ran, he was also covered in wounds; walking on the street he was searching for a pharmacy, but before finding a pharmacy he first saw the man with three scars on his face.

"Saitama, today's match was truly a pity; if no one had interfered, you might have been able to win against Mr. Broly who operates Self-Limiter with Turtle Style————"

"Hey, a loss means a loss; by the way, King, you came to participate in the offline fighting game tournament today, how was it?"

"That's of course a win, however, I did encounter a small expert."

King and Saitama were talking when suddenly a surprised voice came from the side.

"Strongest man on the surface, I'm truly fortunate, come, let me witness your power————"

Charging Garou hadn't finished speaking when Saitama lifted a foot and kicked him flying into Little Fox Riku beside him.

"Saitama?"

King only felt a gust of wind brush past, then looked at Saitama in puzzlement.

"You don't have it easy either, bearing the fake reputation of strongest man on the surface, definitely no shortage of hoodlums wanting to get famous crazy, often running over to challenge you right."

Saitama recognized Garou as the hoodlum he'd encountered before, yet didn't know his actual identity, looking at King with a face full of sympathy.

"Uh, indeed there are some, however, every time they get scared off by my heartbeat sound."

Baldy left the scene with a nothing-happened look, while Garou in Little Fox Riku slept soundly.

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