Eat? Or not eat? Hungry Wolf's eyes flickered, his expression uncertain. Compared to this kind of external stimulation, Hungry Wolf preferred to push his own limits. The former was uncertain and might be controlled by others, while the latter was much more difficult, but the power could be completely controlled and sent and received at the same time.

"Don't worry, once I recover from my injuries, it's still unclear who will be the hunter and who will be the prey."

Garou closed his eyes, his red hair standing on end, and concentrated on healing his injuries.

……

"Wow, is this the martial arts tournament? There are so many people."

In the vast open-air venue, the surrounding stepped auditoriums were packed with excited visitors. Several months after the invasion of the Monster Association, the city finally regained its vitality and vigor.

The martial arts tournament is also a project that managers are currently pushing hard. Whether it is for popularity or to appease people's hearts, the scale of this tournament is much larger than before.

Although anyone with a discerning eye can see that the next crisis is not far away, it is precisely because of this that martial artists are needed to boost morale. The S-class hero Silver Fang Bang was once the champion of the martial arts competition!

Saitama opened his mouth wide and looked at the noisy hall in surprise. In the past two months, their daily life had been very peaceful. They would occasionally fight unknown monsters that jumped out, often get together to eat hot pot, and Kamiya Seiichi would regularly teach these people the basics of martial arts.

Because of Seiichi Kamiya, the original plot has been completely changed. The Monster Association's plan has been completely changed. Instead of a full-scale invasion, they chose to continue lurking. Under the investigation of the Hero Association, several fake nests have been destroyed.

I think we are not far from completely uncovering their base.

The organizers of the conference came up to Kamiya Seiichi and the others. They were all smiles, glowing with radiance, and had ingratiating expressions on their faces. They said flatteringly:

"Mr. King, your seat has been arranged. Please follow me. There are several others who will also come with you."

Kamiya Seiyi nodded, then looked at Saitama and the others, and they all followed the organizer to the front row of the spectator seats, then walked closer and closer until they stood at a long, exquisite table covered with purple brocade.

This is obviously a specially prepared judges' seat.

Buzz!

A sonic boom came from the microphone, and the piercing sound silenced the entire audience. The densely packed audience began to focus their attention on the host, who gracefully raised the microphone in his hand.

"Today is the highly anticipated martial arts conference. We are fortunate to see dozens of powerful martial arts masters sparring and exchanging ideas with each other!"

The high-pitched tone immediately made the whole audience cheer and applaud vigorously with red faces. The host raised his hand and pressed it down lightly, signaling silence, and continued speaking.

"Besides that, we're also incredibly honored to have the strongest person in the world, Mr. King, here with us! Let's cheer for him!"

There was a moment of silence in the venue, and then exclamations broke out. The noise was so loud that it almost overturned the walls surrounding the circular venue. The intense and passionate background music was broadcast from the speakers in all directions, which made people's hearts surge.

"King!"

"King!"

The contestants below narrowed their eyes, and although they appeared calm on the surface, they were deeply shocked in their hearts. This title of the strongest in the world, this popularity that everyone expected, is this the unparalleled emperor?

Among the contestants, a young man smiled, his arms folded across his chest, his fingertips gently pinching his chin. He was deeply curious about the so-called strongest in the world. What exactly did it take to be called the strongest? And how far was he from being the strongest?

……

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Seiichi Kamiya and Saitama sat on the judges' seats, while Fubuki and Genos sat behind them. The organizer turned over the nameplates in front of the table, on which were written King and One Punch Man.

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