MTL - I Copy Under One Punch-Chapter 245 The title battle begins with the mysterious visitor

  Chapter 245 The title battle begins and the mysterious visitor

   "Dear viewers and friends in front of the TV, welcome to the Hero Channel! Today, we will live broadcast the grand event of the title battle for you!" said a male host.

   "First of all, welcome Mr. Da Huang, who is known as the 'Hero Scientist', to serve as the commentator of this event. Applause!"

   "Hello everyone, I am your dearest rhubarb, I meet you again, I miss you so much!"

   "Hahaha, Teacher Rhubarb is still so witty. There are still 10 minutes before the official start. Please take this opportunity to give everyone a popular science about the situation of this event."

"Okay." Teacher Da Huang coughed twice and said, "This live broadcast is the final, and in the previous preliminary round, 10 heroes were selected under each title. After 5 days of rematch review, no one was cancelled. qualification, all the heroes have advanced to the next round. In other words, what we will see later is that there are 10 heroes competing for each title."

  "All the heroes have passed the review, which shows that the audience's vision is sharp, and all the heroes selected are top-notch. It also shows that the ideological construction work within the Heroes Association is well done, and it is worthy of the name of a hero."

   "Well, indeed. Especially these heroes who entered the finals are the best among them. I feel that the Heroes Association can even award them the title of "Top Ten" heroes."

   "Then, Mr. Da Huang, can you tell me which hero you are most optimistic about?"

"Of course, what I'm most optimistic about is the hottest Sweetheart Mask recently." Teacher Dahuang blurted out, "He was signed by Century Company, became the junior of President Aomori, and was even labeled as the successor of President Aomori. Did you find out, his news can be seen in the newspapers every day, and this is the Century Company building up momentum for him. He is popular, powerful, and backed by capital, tell me, how did he lose?"

   "From Mr. Dahuang's words, it seems that the advantage of Sweetheart Mask is really great, but I think the equally popular Vest Venerable and Undocumented Knight are still very competitive."

"No, these two people can't." Da Huang waved his hands and shook his head and said, "Their background is not as good as Sweetheart Mask, and they are destined to run with you. Let me tell you this, if Sweetheart Mask can't win this title, I will shave my head straight away." !"

   "Hey, Teacher Rhubarb, it's not impossible."

   "No, I want to make a bet with the audience friends, if Sweetheart Mask can't win this title, I'll just shave my head!" Teacher Da Huang was determined.

  Seeing this, the host said: "Mr. Da Huang is confident, so I can't be rude. I believe in Teacher Da Huang. If Sweetheart Mask can't win this title, I will shave my head too!"

   "Good brother, be righteous!"

   "Okay, it's almost time now, let's take a look at the situation on the scene."

  The camera of the TV shifted to the place where the hero started, and the title battle was held here.

"Oh, as you can see, the audience at the scene has already filled the venue, and they are holding banners everywhere to cheer for their heroes. As Mr. Da Huang expected, the large group in the middle are sweetheart fakes. I don’t think he has such a high popularity in just a few days since his debut as a star.”

   "Of course, I dare to conclude that Sweetheart Mask will take over the banner of President Aomori, and from today on, he will rule the entire entertainment industry."

"Yeah, he is handsome and strong, and he is a hero. Who doesn't love such a big star?" The host said, "The contestants must have arrived now, let the reporters on the scene take us to see Let them!"

The camera cuts to the door of the players' lounge, where a cute and cute female reporter with a round face stands, holding a microphone in her hand, and says, "Friends from the audience, good morning everyone. This is the arena for the title competition, contestants The locker room. We can see that there are seven lounges here, and the corresponding titles are posted in front of each lounge. We will show you the status of the players in turn from left to right."

  The first thing she was going to enter was the [Hope] lounge.

   "Hey, did you smell it? This familiar fragrance is." The round-faced female reporter knocked on the door twice, said "Excuse me" before pushing the door open.

  The room is not big, and she immediately took all the scenes inside into her mind.

   There was a long table in the middle, and ten contestants sat on both sides. Many contestants were looking at one of them with erratic eyes and delicate expressions. He was eating instant noodles in his hands.

  The unique aroma of instant noodles filled the whole room.

  Feeling the strange atmosphere, the round-faced female reporter waved her little hand and said, "Hi everyone, I'm a reporter from Hero Channel, can I do a simple interview for you?"

   "Yes, yes." The heroes nodded one after another.

   "Let's come one by one, first interview this handsome guy eating instant noodles." The round-faced female reporter handed the microphone in front of him and said, "You are a Saitama player, right? Why are you eating instant noodles here?"

"Well, I'm Saitama." Seen by the camera, Saitama wearing a yellow battle suit was a little embarrassed to eat, he slowly stirred in the thick soup with chopsticks, and replied: "Why do I eat instant noodles? Of course it’s because I’m hungry, I haven’t eaten breakfast yet.”

   "Oh." The round-faced female reporter also felt that she had asked a stupid question, stuck out her little tongue, and then asked, "I feel that you are not nervous, is it because you have a plan for the next game?"

   "No. I don't know anything about the challenge, so I'm panicking."

   "What are your expectations for your grades?"

   "Since I participated, I want to win."

   "Saitama is very ambitious, come on!" The round-faced female reporter made a gesture, and then went to find others: "Water Dragon, you are the favorite to win the title, please ask"

   Seeing her shifting her target, Saitama heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at the little instant noodles left, picked it up quietly, drank it down, and sighed contentedly.

   "This sauerkraut beef noodle is quite delicious."

  However, after a few minutes, he felt his stomach turned upside down, as if a deep sea king was making a fuss, and his face changed suddenly.

   "want to go to the toilet"

  In Z city, in a residential house, a couple was watching the live broadcast of the title battle on the computer.

   "Ah, Sweet Mask is so handsome!"

   "Tch, sissy, what a handsome man. Is the vested man handsome?"

   "My sweet baby is an A-level hero, how sissy is he? He can hang up your vest venerable."

   "Joke, the Venerable is the strongest A-level, and Sweet Mask is not even worthy to carry his shoes!"

   "You, you hate me! You don't love me anymore, do you have other women outside!"

  “.”

  Just as a domestic violence incident was about to be staged, suddenly, a crack opened in the space behind them, and two **** of light drilled out of it and sank into their bodies respectively.

   Their demeanor immediately changed drastically.

   "What, it actually took over a woman's body, what a trouble." The woman frowned as she touched the two lumps of fat in front of her.

   "Number 18, don't complain, just make do with it, and hurry up and finish your lord's order first."

   "I see, number 17."

   "The group of blasters are trapped, and they won't be able to return within three months. During this time, we must let the glory of adults re-spread the earth."

   "Three months? In just a few days, we can destroy all human beings, right? Their strength is really too weak." No. 18 said disdainfully.

   "Don't be careless, who knows if there will be an existence as strong as the guy who exploded?" No. 17 warned.

"So what if there is?" No. 18 laughed wildly, "We have received the blessing of the adults, we have given up our weak flesh, and have become an immortal existence. Even if it is blasted, it can only seal us and kill us." Don't kill us, let alone the people here. We are invincible!"

   "Even so, we have to play it safe. This is about adults, and we can't take risks." No. 17 said calmly, "If the space barrier hadn't become weak, we wouldn't be able to come here. This golden opportunity should not be missed."

   "Cut, all right." Seeing that No. 17 mentioned the name of an adult, No. 18 stopped the drums and flags: "You are one level higher than me, and you have the final say. So what should we do next?"

   "First of all, take over the chess pieces placed by the adults and complete the sacrifice as soon as possible." Number 17 said.

"You can do this kind of thing alone." No. 18 curled her lips and said with a sinister smile: "I want to do more fun things. For example, take away people close to the blasters and wait for him to come back." I want him to kneel in front of me, hahahaha!"

  ‘Isn’t it just being abused by a blaster once? Is it necessary to hate him so much? The mentality is not good. But it's better to let her go out to make troubles, so that my affairs will be ignored. ’ No. 17 nodded secretly, pretending to be helpless and said: "Okay, then you can do your own thing, but don't be too high-profile, you know?"

   "Relax, I know."

   "Then I'm leaving." Number 17 melted into the floor and disappeared.

   Confirming that No. 17's aura is far away, No. 18 said disdainfully: "Cut, coward, when I defeat the thorn in the side of the adult, I will be able to raise my seat by several levels. Let's see how dare you order me!"

   "So, who is the closest person to Blast?" She glanced at the computer that was still playing, and the corner of her mouth curled up, "I really miss it, why don't you play a game or two first."

   Opened the browser clumsily. After fumbling for a while, she gradually regained her senses and became proficient. Then she searched and downloaded the hottest competitive game.

   "Mere human beings, see if I won't torture you to death!" No. 18 showed a sinister smile.

   Half an hour later, looking at the 0:20 record, No. 18 began to doubt his life.

   "How is it possible? How could this be? It's just a mere human, but it can beat me?!"

  A nameless fire rose from her heart, and with a ping sound, the computer screen instantly shattered, and the black screen full of cracks reflected her appearance like a ghost.

   "Who is it? Who is it? If I kill you, it's not No. 18!" She instantly listed her opponent as the second place on the must-kill list.

  However, she didn't have the ability to catch people along the network cable, so she had to transfer her anger to Blast's head.

   "Blast, who is your closest person?" On the 18th, he turned on his mobile phone to search, and immediately a lot of the same names appeared.

   "Long Juan, is that you? So that's how it is. Long Juan is your close partner, just right. So where is Tornado?" She searched again, and after reading it, she couldn't help but smile: "I found you."

  A tornado appears to be playing on the phone screen.

  No. 18 held the mobile phone, his figure flashed, and immediately broke through the window, turning into a stream of light, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  In a spacious room in the distance, a burly man with long blond hair looked at the computer screen in front of him, his hands flying like phantoms.

   "KO!"

   "Eh? Why didn't the other party fight back? Did he get disconnected?" He sighed in disappointment, and said, "I finally met an opponent who took a little effort."

   "Forget it, continue playing my "Princess Lover"."

  The place where the heroes started, the venue of the competition, has now become a sea of ​​enthusiasm.

The host's voice sounded: "It can be seen that after President Aomori's speech and his long-lost performance on stage, the audience has gone crazy. This fully demonstrates the powerful dominance of President Aomori. With his appearance place, all other stars are dimmed."

   "Yeah, this also shows from the side that as Aomori's successor, Sweetheart Mask will have a bright future!" "Sweet Blowing" Mr. Dahuang didn't miss any opportunity to brag.

   "Well, Mr. Dahuang, all the judges are in place, but some of them may not be well known to us, can you please explain?"

"No problem. In addition to Chairman Aomori and the four S-class heroes who appeared on the stage, there are four heavyweights. Among them, the one sitting on the left side of the Atomic Samurai is the leader of the Juggernaut Society, Mr. Rilun. The strength is above the atomic warrior. Sitting next to the silver fangs is his elder brother Bump, who is also a generation of martial arts master. Sitting next to the president of Aomori is the current president of the martial arts association, who is also a well-known figure .”

   "As for the remaining one, I don't need to say more. He often shows his face on the news channel and is our most respected adult."

   "Hahaha, of course. I didn't expect to invite so many powerful people to this event. The Heroes Association, which has only been established for a few months, has become a behemoth that no one can ignore."

   "Now, the challenge for the first title is about to start. According to the latest information, there will only be one round of challenges for each title, and each player will only have one chance, so it will test the player's on-the-spot ability."

   "This round is the competition for the [Hope] title, and the contestants have already entered the arena one after another!"

   Saitama was at the end of the line. As the people in front walked to the center of the venue, he touched his aching stomach and broke out in a cold sweat: "It's a little empty, why don't you abstain?"

  Just as he was hesitating, a meteor-like flame flew from a distance and stopped strangely in mid-air.

  The flames dissipated, and No. 18's gloomy face was revealed in front of everyone. Her eyes instantly fixed on Tornado's bored face, and the violent killing intent radiated out without any concealment.

  Just about to make a move, but suddenly heard a voice from below her:

   "Excuse me, what kind of bird are you?"

  (end of this chapter)