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In theory, 'Phoenix Man' is a monster capable of growing to the level of Monster King Orochi.
However, the "phoenix man" is one of the strange people dressed in mascot costumes.
So, should I choose to go down the mascot costume route?
As he pondered, his empty eyes stared blankly at the group of burly men in vests, unaware that behind him, Fubuki's gaze was filled with an indescribable complexity.
She doesn't understand, but respects.
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Deep down, I felt both a profound sense of loss and a feeling of relief.
Now, Fubuki's worries about staying overnight in Shirai's dormitory were completely gone. She no longer had to worry about her older sister Tatsumaki's rage when she found out she was pregnant out of wedlock.
"Hey! My brother defeated the monster and protected you from its harm, and this is how you repay us?!"
The blond-haired thug stuck out his tongue and mocked everyone present, while the other guys in vests followed suit with their foul mouths.
"You ungrateful bastard, if you know what's good for you, pay up! Did you hear the bell? That's the noise this weirdo is making!"
"If you don't pay, don't expect anyone to stop you next time you encounter a weirdo..."
"We guys dragged the weirdo's corpse over here, still can't you see? Denying it won't work..."
The onlookers gleaned from the thugs' snippets of conversation the reason and 'truth' behind the other party's visit to the Black Gold Gym.
Just now, two blocks away from the gym, a strange man appeared who claimed to "like to work out his muscles and have become a muscle monster".
From the outside, the muscular monster, who was two and a half meters tall and covered in fist marks of varying sizes, looked strange and abnormal. He was dragged into the gym by thugs in vests, bleeding from all seven orifices.
That's obviously a weirdo. After all, a normal person's abdominal muscles and limb muscles wouldn't be distributed in disgusting blocks like a keyboard.
No one stopped them. No matter how evil the monsters were, even the most benevolent pacifists would not have any goodwill towards the monsters who drove humanity to a small continent to eke out a living after the cataclysm, except for traitors.
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One-Punch Man: Chapter 83 Attitude
Eccentrics are a cancer on human society and should be eliminated as soon as possible.
When official forces are unable to maintain social stability, it is the strong members of the people who step in to eliminate the strange man.
However, some monsters are strong and some are weak. When encountering a powerful monster, the one who stands up is defeated and has to pay for his own medical treatment, or even suffer irreversible sequelae.
Conversely, if they encounter a weak monster and win the battle, they will not receive any financial assistance and will have to compensate for the losses suffered by those around them, becoming the target of criticism from both the victims and those they rescued.
There were no profits, no cheers, only dwindling wallets and the pungent smell of hospital disinfectant.
Over time, many powerful figures in the community stopped taking action and simply maintained their own small territories.
As the incidents of strange people injuring others escalated, many intelligent people realized something was wrong. It wasn't until the first person voluntarily paid protection money to the powerful person who eliminated the strange person that the gradually indifferent society regained its vitality.
Currently, it is a well-known unwritten rule to pay protection money to the strong who eliminate monsters.
Logically speaking, the Vest Gang's attitude was indeed arrogant, but the fact remains that they eliminated the monster.
Normally, Coach Heiguang doesn't mind paying a portion of the protection fee.
He was very sensitive to human muscles and could see that many of the men from the Vest Gang had bruised muscles and ruptured blood vessels with blood clots, which was solid evidence of them fighting head-on to eliminate the monster.
“I own shares in the gym, so I don’t care about the money. But exaggerating achievements to gain empathy and extort money is something worth talking about.”
Coach Blacklight stopped Bai Zhi and her two companions, parted the crowd, and came to the Vest Gang.
The thick muscles gleaming with a dark light gave Coach Blacklight a clear sense of security that swept away the tense and fearful atmosphere.
His tall and muscular physique, shrouded in shadow, was being watched by Coach Blacklight's gaze, the oppressive feeling far exceeding the fear of facing the monster directly just now.
"...Are you joking, belittling our brothers' achievements? Do you just not want to pay?"
With a gulp, the blond-haired man in the vest shrank back, swallowing hard.
Recalling the events of this operation, Tank Top Master, the leader of the Tank Top Gang, was watching from the sidelines. Emboldened by the opponent's formidable strength, he straightened his back, poked Blacklight Coach's abs with his finger, and said:
"The weirdo appeared just two blocks away, constantly talking about building muscle, his destination was clearly the gym. It's understandable that others don't pay protection money, but you... you can't..."
The man in the golden retriever vest gradually softened his tone, and the finger he was pointing at stopped.
What I encountered was flesh, so hard that I thought it was steel. Even the muscles of my older brother, wrapped in a vest, weren't this hard.
Is he even human?
Coach Blacklight smiled and gently pulled, causing the blond-haired man in the vest to stagger to the side.
Kneeling down on one knee, Coach Blacklight reached out and pressed down on the muscular monster's corpse a few times, chuckling as he gently applied pressure with his fingers.
"Sure enough, I wasn't wrong. This guy's muscle strength is only barely up to the threshold of the third floor of the gym. Look, his muscles are loose and inactive. They're just dead muscles from rough training. They're nothing special."
He released his fingers, and a section of the muscular monster's corpse was flattened by the immense force.
The thugs of the Vest Gang immediately fell silent. No one knew better than those who had faced the muscular monster how terrifying he was.
The punches only caused minor injuries when they landed on the monster's body; it took more than a dozen people to wear down the muscular monster through a series of attacks.
He clapped his hands, and Coach Blacklight stood up. He glanced at Bai Zhi, who shook her head slightly, not intending to reveal her strength.
Coach Blacklight is not yet an S-class hero who will stand at the pinnacle of heroes in the future, and he is not arrogant enough to abandon human relationships.
He didn't understand Bai Zhi's hidden thoughts, but he respected them.
"It's not the weirdo that makes the bell ring; the difference in muscle density is too great."
"Huh? Do you have any proof? I think you just don't want to pay!"
The man in the golden vest quietly retreated, and a burly man in a green vest with short hair stood in front of him, shouting at Coach Blacklight.
"Evidence? Of course there is. After all, I was the one who caused the bell to ring."
Coach Hei Guang, with his five fingers clenched into a fist, slammed his fist, the size of a sandbag, onto his own abs.
thump—
A dull, bell-like sound, accompanied by a shockwave from the impact, echoed throughout the gym's lobby.
"She's in a different field than my sister, but her physical strength is far superior to mine due to her extreme training."
Covering her bangs that had been blown out of shape, Fubuki's confidence gradually dimmed, following behind the metal baseball bat and Coach Kuroko's muscle strength.
Fubuki, who has always been proud, has developed a crack in her confidence that she is only weaker than her older sister Tatsumaki.
"Is this the kind of noise a human could make?!"
Sykes bit her fingertip, her eyes wide with shock. It wasn't a superpower, it wasn't a special ability, it was just the muscles of an ordinary person after exercising.
The gym fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a commotion. Many hesitant tourists immediately signed up for memberships, specifically requesting that Coach Kuroko provide instruction, even if it meant paying extra.
Only Black Light himself, the burly man in a vest with short green hair, and Bai Zhi and the other two frowned.
The sound of the bell was wrong, the impact noise spread too far, and the resulting shockwave wasted some of the force.
The burly man in the green vest with short hair, the leader of the Vest Gang, known as the Vest Venerable, patted the shoulder of the blond vest, easing the latter's trembling body, and looking at his leader with admiration.
"I saw it with my own eyes, my little brothers, punch by punch, through the clash of blood and flesh, kill the monster."
Tanktop Master stepped out of the Tanktop Gang's territory, squatted down, grasped the muscular thigh of the Muscular Monster's corpse, and squeezed it hard:
"I will not allow anyone to tarnish their bravery. The consequences of fabrication are something neither of us would want to see."
Releasing his grip, the muscles and bones were twisted into a pretzel by his five fingers. Tank Top Master stood up. Unlike Coach Blacklight, his explosive muscles brought a sense of power to his movements that was no less than that of his opponent.
Tank Top Master was a head shorter than Coach Blacklight, but their auras were evenly matched.
"Very nice muscles." Coach Blacklight looked Tanktop Master up and down, and said with a hint of appreciation, "I would love to welcome you to Blacklight Gym. The specially designed and enhanced equipment on the third floor is perfect for you to relax your tense muscles."
Even though the physique that the Vest Venerable had forged bit by bit with blood and sweat was not as good as his own, Coach Blacklight was still generous with his praise and offered him a way out.
Not everyone is like Bai Zhi. An ordinary person's physique can unleash unimaginable power, almost shattering Coach Hei Guang's spirit.
“My underlings need my protection. I’m not standing up for protection money; I just want to get justice for them.”
The Vest Venerable did not take the step down; the hidden truths of the black light and the white angelica gave him confidence.
I don't care what you're hiding, all I want is an apology.
Coach Kuroko... no, Chogokin Kuroko narrowed his eyes.
One-Punch Man: Chapter 84, Third Floor
The friendship between men is very simple.
In short, a glass of wine and a cigarette are enough.
It's equally simple for men to fight each other.
The moment their eyes met, he understood the other person's gradually burning fighting spirit.
One of them was the Vest Venerable One who stood up for his younger brother.
One is the Super Alloy Black Light that reveals the truth.
The two future S-class heroes were about to engage in a fierce battle in a gym in H City... but it was stopped midway.
Bai Zhi silently bypassed the protection of Chuixue and Sykes, walked to the center of the two, and raised her hand to stop them from launching an attack.
"We are all civilized people. What kind of behavior is this, fighting and killing? As strong people like you, you must be harassed a lot on a daily basis. Many people are trying to find fault with you. There is no need to make things unpleasant for both sides over such a small matter."
Bai Zhi maintained her smile, pressing her hands on the raised arms of the Super Alloy Black Light and the Vest Venerable with one hand on each side. The bulging veins on the back of her hands indicated that she was not at ease.
"Let's arm wrestle, a man's pastime."
Superalloy Darkshine wouldn't refuse a friend's suggestion. Tank Top Master didn't agree, but his underlings spoke up for him.
"Why should you decide my brother's choice!"
The thugs of the Vest Gang were indignant. They couldn't afford to mess with Superalloy Darkshine, but what about you, a pretty boy with two beautiful female companions who inspired envy and jealousy?!
"I agree."
"But it's my older brother?!"
"Shut up, let me handle this."
He stared at the slender hand on his arm and the strength that was barely being suppressed.
The Vest-Top Venerable's stern gaze swept over his underlings, who immediately fell silent, only daring to glare fiercely at Bai Zhi with resentful eyes.
“This is a rare opportunity. Why don’t you all go up to the third floor and take a look?” Super Alloy Blacklight invited. “The live broadcast from the third floor will also help boost the gym’s popularity. Consider it a special guest. Bai Zhi, you and your two girlfriends should put in a good word for us.”
"Uh, they're not my girlfriends."
Bai Zhi's lips twitched slightly. At this moment, he could feel a complex and murderous gaze.
"I understand." Super Alloy Darkshine transformed back into the amiable Coach Darkshine, revealing a smile that every man could understand.
You don't know anything.
He admitted that Fubuki and Sykes are rare beauties, and their future mature and elegant demeanor is even more enviable.
But think about their identities and the troubles they cause.
Fubuki herself is alright; she is indeed arrogant, but she is very tolerant of those she approves of. However, her older sister Tatsumaki is a complete siscon.
If Tornado finds out she's slept with her sister, will she want to travel the universe unprotected, or wander through 100,000 miles of lava underground?
Psykos herself is a huge problem, receiving special attention from the gods, the founder of the Monster Association, and the guide of Monster King Orochi.
Bai Zhi didn't want to one day see Sykes's forehead open with a third eye, while tentacles grew on her own body.
Soon, the members who had come to join the fun, the thugs from the Vest Gang, and Bai Zhi followed Coach Hei Guang to the third floor.
At the end of the stairs on the third floor was a dark iron door.
"The threshold to the third floor is to push it open." Coach Heiguang pointed to the iron door, his palm touching the door and pushing hard.
With a creaking sound, everyone held their breath as they saw the thickness of the iron gate—a solid steel gate, a full half-meter thick.
Without a force of at least one ton, even faking a door collision is a joke.