Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Such talent is exactly the kind of person that organizations like the Navy, the Knights, and the Heroes' Association would strive to recruit.

"By the way, there's something I need to tell you."

"Ouch! My back is killing me, President, I'll have to take my leave now."

"Stop right there, you lazy bum!"

Zhao Chen grabbed Kizaru, who was trying to escape, and pulled him back.

This guy is a real old fox. As soon as I opened my mouth, he knew exactly what I wanted to say and immediately started pretending to be sick, all to slack off.

To this, Zhao Chen could only say, "You're quite the clever little devil."

"Chairman, I'm getting old. I twisted my ankle when I kicked the nuclear bomb before."

"Alright, alright, stop pretending. You can't escape this."

Zhao Chen's face darkened, and he said irritably.

If you actually believe Kizaru's lies, you've already lost.

This old monkey, if he's trying to be lazy, will lie in two out of three sentences.

Mashu, sitting next to Zhao Chen, covered her mouth and chuckled. She hadn't expected that the high and mighty A-class hero would have such a goofy side.

"Ok."

Knowing he couldn't escape, Kizaru could only sit back down in the audience with a look of utter dejection.

However, even while sitting down, this guy kept yawning and looked drowsy.

"The situation in the African division has become extremely dire, so I plan to send the two of you to provide support in three days."

"Yes, I will obey the Chairman's orders."

"Ugh~~~ This is so troublesome."

As the perfect knight, Reinhard naturally wouldn't refuse an order from his superior, and readily agreed, his tone filled with a trustworthy confidence.

In contrast, Kizaru's attitude is quite worrying.

If he could, Zhao Chen really wanted to kick this monkey uncle's butt out of shape.

"Kizaru, can you slack off a little less and do more work?"

"President, I'm getting old..."

"I don't believe you for a second! You're a wicked old man!"

Kizaru, that guy, always says things like "How scary" and "I'm getting old," but when he was a Marine Admiral, he could kick a Supernova and punch a whiny kid.

Those pirates whom Kizaru called "terrible" were basically no match for him.

"In short, you will depart in three days."

With Zhao Chen's decisive move, even Kizaru, who wanted to slack off, had no choice but to pack up and prepare to head to the African branch to support the stalemate in the battle.

Even the most lazy person should at least show some respect on the surface when given certain orders.

"Fist of Justice!"

The unlicensed rider, his face covered in blood, roared loudly.

He unleashed a full-force attack, channeling it into his fist to strike Billy King. The recoil was so great that it could even cause Earth to deviate from its orbit (?), potentially colliding with the Moe Pig Planet.

To put it simply, aside from the momentum, this punch seemed to have little effect.

For Billy King, it was even less intense than a mosquito bite.

"Snap!"

With a casual swing of his arm, even with Doran's Shield used for defense, Mumen Rider was still thrown through the air like a kite with a broken string, tumbling 1080 degrees before crashing to the ground under the immense force of the punch.

His body transformed into pale blue particles of light, symbolizing that the unlicensed rider was sentenced to death.

However, in the Hero Training Room, death simply means the dissipation of your virtual form, which can be condensed into a new one at any time.

About three seconds later, an unlicensed rider appeared in the same spot, completely unharmed.

"Sorry, unlicensed boy, I lost control of my strength a little."

"No, it's because I'm too weak."

The unlicensed rider shook his head; this matter had little to do with Billy King.

Ultimately, it was because I was too weak. They were letting me off the hook, and even a slight, unintentional force could have killed me.

However, Mumen Rider is quite pleased with his growth, as it means he can protect more people.

Unlike before, when all we could do was struggle in vain to protect everyone. "This fighting style is wrong, let's change it a bit."

Watching the battle between Mumen Rider and Billy King, Zhao Chen felt that Mumen Rider's hidden potential hadn't been fully unleashed.

With a snap of his fingers, Billy King was teleported back to the audience.

In its place is the Demon-level monster who once led hundreds of thousands of deep-sea creatures to invade the land—Deep Sea King!

Of course, the battlefield was on land; after all, Mumen Rider was now a Devil Fruit user, and would be done for in a heartbeat if he touched seawater. "Not bad quality meat." "Die, monster!" *Bang!*

The virtual opponent, Deep Sea King, won't hold back like Billy King did, going to the extreme of letting the Pacific Ocean run wild.

He slapped him across the face, killing the unlicensed rider without any mercy.

The instantaneous defeat of the Unlicensed Rider, a mid-tier D-rank hero, was a stark contrast to the Deep Sea King, a peak Demon-rank hero. The difference was like an insurmountable chasm. "This seems pointless; the gap between them is too vast," Reinhard said, frowning.

If it's just about instantly defeating opponents, then there's no point in testing your strength or training yourself.

All one can perceive is the constant cycle of death.

Unless someone has a particular fetish, this kind of training is just masochism. "Let's try a different setting."

Zhao Chen snapped his fingers again, and tall buildings appeared on the empty land, along with a large number of innocent civilians.

This time, the unlicensed rider was not instantly killed, but kept shouting for the people to retreat.

At the same time, he unleashed his body's potential, using every means to delay the Deep Sea King's movements. "Justice's Shield Bash!" "Justice's Grab!"

"Godlike Fist - Diving Straight Punch!" "Righteous Ankle Strike!"

Like a burst of inner power, Mumen Rider unleashed terrifying potential before the people had even evacuated.

Even if he is knocked down by the Deep Sea King time and time again, he will rise again and again like a Saint Seiya, using all his strength to stop the Deep Sea King's actions.

Even if he is covered in wounds and blood keeps flowing from his eyes, nose, mouth and ears, Mumen Rider will never back down.

If he simply played dead, the Deep Sea King would be temporarily unable to deal with this troublesome ant.

"Mumen Rider... is a respectable hero from 090," Reinhard said after a moment of silence.

"If he were in the Navy, he might become a pillar of strength and a hero." Kizaru rarely gave such praise.

"Unlicensed boy, no wonder he's the man I've set my sights on!" Billy King nodded, praising him with satisfaction.

"This resilience is incredible," Mashu said, looking somewhat incredulous.

Everyone was utterly astonished by Mumen Rider's dazzling performance.

It was clearly a one-punch kill difference before, but now, although he is still being beaten constantly, he has managed to hold on for so long.

As if he were on a life-saving healer's back, he could stand up again and again. "Aaaaah! As long as I'm here, you won't hurt a single person!" "You son of a bitch!"

The Deep Sea King let out a curse that was automatically censored, as if he was disgusted by this human who was as tenacious as a cockroach.

He threw another fifty or sixty punches, but still couldn't defeat the unlicensed rider.

Disgusted, the Deep Sea King ran away without looking back. That thing was just too disgusting!

Although it's weak, it's indestructible and sticks to you like glue.

As the Deep Sea King disappeared from his sight, the Mumen Rider, his strength completely drained, collapsed to the ground, turning into a pale blue light and being declared dead.

His body was already riddled with holes, and he only managed to stay upright thanks to his willpower.

With a single stomp, the Unlicensed Rider's body turned into a pile of minced meat. It was as if a hero's will was driving his battered body to continue moving. "See, this is the correct way to train." "From now on, follow this template." "Next, Dragon-level Disaster—Gouuke." *Thud*

It seems that if the gap in skill level is too large, that invincible ability, like that of a Saint Seiya warrior, still can't be fully utilized...

Chapter 93 King's Wonderful Adventure!

On the streets of New York City, people are still in a state of shock and relief after surviving the disaster.

The visual impact of hundreds of nuclear bombs exploding simultaneously is absolutely unimaginable for ordinary people.

Mash's Noble Phantasm summoned the magnificent Camelot castle, which amazed many people.

"Great, I finally got to buy this game."

Having just finished supervising Kizaru's work, King couldn't wait to rush to the nearby game store.

Today, quite a few great new games were released.

As an S-tier (pseudo) hero in League of Legends, his salary is quite generous, amounting to one hundred million US dollars per year, which he can spend as he pleases. Buying a few game discs is nothing, and he could even buy an entire game store without much trouble.

Of course, King didn't forget to wear his hood; otherwise, given his current fame, he would probably be surrounded and stared at like a monkey.

"King! Is it King?!"