It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

Why not spell?

Because these things can easily embarrass people, and the consequence of embarrassing your friends is that you can no longer be friends. That’s why men are more willing to compete in these childish things that hurt people but not their feelings.

The boss and Saitama left the hospital. After drinking the soup and healing their external injuries, the two still needed to stay in the hospital for a long time to recuperate due to their broken bones.

Saitama, who was wearing a restraining collar, also asked his doubts. He asked his boss: "Are martial arts and moves really as powerful as they described?"

The boss asked back: "Do you know how Kung Fu and its moves came about?"

Saitama shook his head blankly.

"It was born to defeat the strong with the weak." The boss told Saitama: "Before there were kung fu and moves, in addition to competing in strength and physical fitness, the only thing that could be competed was who had better weapons and who had stronger armor. But the weaker ones with weaker strength, worse weapons and who could not afford armor would not willingly surrender to being killed just because the opponent was stronger than them. So in this situation, martial arts and moves were born. They used moves similar to strategies to close the gap in strength with the strong, so as to win the final victory."

"Eh? So that's how it is?" Saitama thought for a moment and asked, "But what if the strong also know martial arts and moves?"

"Then it becomes Garou's situation. Since moves are battle strategies, once the strong also understand this strategy, then the strategic advantage will no longer exist. At this time, in order to defeat the strong, the weak can either continue to deepen the battle strategy and make their own moves better and more sophisticated than before. Or they can make themselves stronger and close the gap between the two sides in terms of hardware."

"But it's really unfair that the strong can also optimize their battle strategies."

"Life is inherently unfair." The boss shook his head and said, "Some heroes try very hard but cannot even beat a wolf-level monster, while some can easily kill a dragon-level monster in seconds. As the warriors gradually deepen their self-awareness, martial arts and moves have gradually evolved from surpassing the enemy to surpassing oneself and breaking through oneself. Garou was knocked down again and again, and stood up again and again. Isn't this a kind of extreme value of martial arts that surpasses oneself and breaks through oneself?"

"Hearing what you said, I also want to try my hand at the martial arts tournament!"

"Huh?" The boss seemed surprised.

"I also want to know if I can surpass myself and break through myself again."

483 Name: Big Boss

Because Silver Fang threw his apprentice to the boss's small community, Cha Lanzi had no chance to encounter Garou again. If Cha Lanzi didn't encounter Garou, he wouldn't be beaten seriously by Hai. And if Cha Lanzi wasn't seriously injured, he would naturally not give up the opportunity to participate in the martial arts conference.

Therefore, Saitama no longer had the possibility to replace Cha Arashi to participate in the martial arts tournament.

Saitama, who was standing behind the boss, kept mumbling, "I really want to go to the martial arts tournament to see the fighters' kung fu and moves. But the registration has already closed, I'm so reluctant."

Saitama kept grumbling, and the boss, who was annoyed by his grumbling, turned around and asked Saitama: "You have only been invincible for three or four years. Have you forgotten the most basic attitude of asking for help?"

"Ask for help?" Suddenly remembering a skill that all normal humans should have, Saitama saluted respectfully to his boss and begged, "Please help me and find a way to get me into the martial arts tournament!"

"Okay! Since you're becoming more and more like a human being, I'll try to make the call for you."

Then, the Hero Association received a notice from Sweet Mask, saying that the "Saint Demon King" needed their help to deal with some minor matters. The Hero Association heard that the great space warlord actually asked them for help, and sometimes people really just rush to ask others for their help.

The Hero Association took this opportunity to get in direct contact with Boss Cheng! Note that it was a contact with Boss Cheng himself, not Denise or Biao, or Genos!

After all, only with favors can there be exchanges, and only with exchanges can there be opportunities for cooperation. This kind of thing is like a mysterious Eastern country hosting a mediation between the Sunni and Shiite powers - having a good reason is equivalent to one-third of success!

"Your friend wants to participate in the martial arts tournament? The registration has already closed? Please don't hang up and wait a moment."

After a while...

"No problem! The organizers of the competition haven't announced the exact number of players and the match list yet, so for us, it's not a deadline."

"Oh? Is that so?" The boss thanked me on the phone, "You really helped me a lot. Otherwise, I really don't know how to get my friend into the competition and let him broaden his horizons."

"However, the organizers are currently facing some difficulties. They..."

"But you can talk about it. If you need any help from me, just ask."

"Your friend wants to participate in the martial arts tournament. For the organizers, it is not only not a problem, but it can also solve the problem of insufficient participants this year. Even if they increase the number of qualifying places in the preliminaries, two of them suddenly lost contact, so..."

"Do they need another contestant to fill this vacancy now?" asked the boss.

"Yes, the organizer originally planned to select two more people from the eliminated ones, but if you are willing, you can decide on this number."

By the way, is it really a coincidence that there are two people missing from the contestants of the martial arts tournament?

Maybe it's true, maybe it's false, after all, these days anything strange can happen. Maybe the two fighters who advanced have become weirdos, maybe the two vacancies are because someone failed the urine test and was disqualified, or maybe they were investigated for taking money to fix the match.

Anyway, these two positions could have just been vacant, or they could have been created out of nowhere. In the adult world, there's no need to get too deep into the details. If the sedan chair falls to the ground, no one will be ashamed.

So, while the boss sent Saitama to the martial arts tournament, he also promised to help solve the small problem of "lack of contestants."

Soon, Saitama learned that he could participate in the competition. However, Saitama did not plan to participate in the competition with his identity in the Hero Association. After all, he has always been disgusted with his title of "Bald Cape Man". He did not want to be shouted "Bald Cape Man, I love you so much" in a venue with tens of thousands of people. Or let his bald head shine brightly under the illumination of countless flash lights.

"No, how dare you assume that you have female fans?" The boss pointed at Genos and said, "Look at his face. Only a face that matches the temperament of an idol is qualified to have female fans. Besides, do you have any luck with women? Don't you have any idea at all?"

Saitama, with a look of vacant soul on his face, said: "What if there is?"

"Stop talking nonsense and write down the pseudonym and school you used to register on paper. I still have to report it to others."

"Oh." Saitama slowly opened a can of "Saizai Bubble Fruit Milk", and after taking a sip, he gradually became lost in thought while staring at the Saizai Logo on the can.

"Let's just call him Wangzai! As for the style... lactic acid bubble boxing!"

"Drinking the wine of "Sai Zai" and calling yourself "Wang Zai", and even doing lactic acid bubble punches, are you serious?"

"Oh, seriously." Saitama nodded, and then said, "I'm going to go to the street to buy a camouflage suit to hide my identity as a B-class hero."

Then, all the boss could see was the back of a bald man rushing to the street.

As for the last spot, the boss asked Denise if she wanted to participate in the spirit of "keeping the wealth within the family".

But who would have thought that Denise would sneer and say, "Instead of participating in that thing, I might as well start a national war in Shunfengnuan."

"No, why are you playing with Shunfengnuan again?"

"Ah! Their operations manager called me and invited me to return to the game. To show their sincerity, they not only enabled a new client architecture, but also gave everyone on our side a unique look, and even allowed me to start my own faction!"

"But what's the cost?" asked the boss.

"I have invested." Denise replied.

"What the hell? Is this how a game operations manager works? He even takes off his pants to win back game players..."

"Take it off, sir!"

The boss dodged Denise's flying kick.

While throwing out three kunai, Denise emphasized: "It's the stock of equity, not the stock of ass!"

"Then why don't you make yourself clear?"

Denise retorted, "Only a fool would think of investing in a stock in such a low way!"

"Wang!"

"Boss lady, Pochi said he knows the difference between equity and butt!"

"See? Pochi is better than you!"

Boss: (⊙︿⊙)

Then, the boss went to find Rengoku Kyojuro, who ran a kendo gym.

"A martial arts tournament?" Kyojuro asked, "Is it allowed to bring weapons to a martial arts tournament?"

"Of course that's not allowed."

"Oh, please, Vice Minister, go to the gym and help me close the door."

Afterwards, the boss went to find Norris again.

"Does this world's martial arts also include MS fighting?"

"Not included."

"Please help me close the door when you leave."

Later, when the boss found the seven miners, he discovered that these guys were completely ignoring the boss because they were watching "Gallopithecus horn".

"Damn it! Seven guys who have lived for hundreds of years actually love to watch the Calabash Brothers!"

Therefore, the last spot in the martial arts tournament can only be taken by the boss himself.

【Supplementary Participant No. 1】

【Name: Big Boss】

[Style: Military Boxing]

[Height: 192 cm]

[Weight: 89 kg]

【Features: Handsome and good-looking】

【Supplementary Participant No. 2】

【Name: Wangzai】

[Style: Lactic Acid Bubble Boxing]

[Height: 175 cm]

[Weight: 70 kg]

【Feature: Please don't hit me on the head during the game】

"These are the last two fighters selected for the main competition of this martial arts tournament."

"Luckily, someone filled the last two spots in the 64-person finals, otherwise we would have been really embarrassed this time."

"Has the two missing fighters not been contacted yet?"

"No, it's as if he disappeared from the face of the earth."

"Tsk, he's a jonin from the ninja village, but he's really unreliable when it comes to doing things."

In fact, it’s not that the two ninjas are unreliable, but they are afraid that if they show their heads, they will be killed by some untouchable dark forces.

Therefore, it was not that the organizers of the martial arts tournament were trying to save face for the Hero Association, but that a contestant really had lost contact! And the one who lost contact was the first and second place in the preliminaries.

"But I always feel that these two fighters who were added here through connections... aren't very reliable?"

"Why do you care so much? They got the job through the relationship with the chairman of the Hero Association. They are willing to help us because they are giving us face! We must not be shameless!"

484 Insomnia: An Unbearable Burden

The latest crystallization of the academy's synth technology!

Bionic vibranium skeleton, nano-fiber nerves, micro-electric carbon ceramic muscles, 100% natural skin!

"And eyes that can distinguish 16 primary colors. But because my cloned brain can't handle the visual data stream of 16 primary colors, it has been switched back to 3 primary colors."

"16 primary colors?" Denise asked the boss curiously, "Can you tell me what the world was like when you saw it?"

"Oh, this is what the world of 16 primary colors looks like... The moment I opened my eyes, my brain froze."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"If the number of colors that a normal person can see is 1, then the number of colors that a 16-primary color eye can see is 10 billion." The boss shrugged. "Those crazy people who do bionics say that this ratio is actually at least 1000 billion times, and there can even be a few more '0's. It's just that in the same dimension, there probably aren't that many colors for a 16-primary color eye to distinguish. So the visual data processing capacity is probably only 10 billion times."

"And you passed out as soon as you opened your eyes?"

"It's not that exaggerated. My brain froze after I opened my eyes. I took two steps in the dark before I fainted."

Denise asked again: "But how did they develop 16 primary colors of eyes?"

"By dissecting mantis shrimps..."

Denise: (=ω=;)

"But you are too shameless!" Denise took out a mirror and placed it in front of Boss Cheng, "Are you going to force yourself to make your face look exactly like Zun Long?"

"What's shameless about that?" The boss pointed at the replica of Zun Long's appearance in the mirror and emphasized, "I have always looked like this for so many years, don't talk nonsense with your eyes open!"

Facing such a shameless boss, Denise, as an "old couple", finally said what she had buried in her heart for more than 7 years: "You still respect Jackie Chan? You are not even as good-looking as Jackie Chan, you know? And what's more! Have you seen photos of Liang Xiaolong when he was young? In terms of appearance, you two are basically at the same level. Both are big and strong, and both have no neck!"

Chang Gong Yu'an Shubao Cheng, also known as Cheng Tianxun or Boss Cheng, has always been mysteriously confident in his appearance. When he heard Denise say that he doesn't look like John Lone but instead looks like Liang Xiaolong, his hair stood on end in shock!

"Hey! Liang Xiaolong wasn't ugly when he was young, okay!"

"I don't care! I want to look like John Lung! Not Leung Siu Lung! You look like Leung Siu Lung!"

"How dare you say such a beautiful woman looks like a man? You look like Liang Xiaolong!"

"You're like!"

"You are the one! A filthy ghost!"

"You don't look like it! You are! You are the female version of Leung Siu-lung!"

"Snapped!"