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Here he comes.
It's the man himself.
The crowd's energy seems to have shifted.
I wonder why.
No one expected to see this man compete again.
And the crowd is buzzing with excitement at the chance to see him in his
element.
Swinney who has entered the ring.
His opponent is Max.
Look at Mr.
Popular. Could he really be that much better than me?
No. No way. I just don't see it.
And don't forget, this guy isn't the one you're after.
Compared to that monster.
This clown's nothing but a scrub.
Sweetie you, I entered this tournament because I have to get stronger.
If I fail, I can't call myself a hero.
I'm sorry to do this to you, but I consider you a competent and capable
opponent. That's why I'm going to use our match to test my new monster
technique. So, you're a professional hero then.
I see.
That means you train with lofty ideals in mind.
I guess everyone's got some reason for seeking strength.
Fighters! Ready!
Bring it!
Lightning... Big Wheel Double Axe Kick!
Personally,
the reason I sought strength...
What though I could live the easy life without a care in the world?
Sorry to shut you down, but I was stronger.
Thank you. Thank you.
Who's so calm after witnessing that?
Oh, I get it. Because he's such a noob.
A Class A hero defeated by a single kick.
There are more people who are stronger than heroes than I've realized.
Well, it makes sense.
Master Saitama used to be under everyone's radar.
It is to be expected that there would be more out there like him.
That man there might satisfy Master's wish to experience martial arts.
No, I doubt anyone here could rise to Master's level.
This is bad.
Ladies and gentlemen, it sounds like you're still riled up for our next
Ten packs of the Way of the Cruel versus Snakebite Snake.
The winner of this match will be Sweetio in the second round.
A glad day hero, huh?
You don't look so tough to me.
If I can beat Sweetio, who defeated Lightning Max, it might have a positive
impact on my ranking.
Here goes.
It ain't my fit.
None of your tricks are going to work on me, old man.
Eat knuckles, you bottom -ranked bastards!
I'm not bottom -ranked. I'm the bottom of Class A!
Bad news.
There's a group of violent monsters near the arena. We have to evacuate
everyone, now!
Holy crap!
I'll announce it right away. That won't be needed.
Huh? Lockers on?
An evacuation would cause panic.
Maybe. But if the monsters attack the venue, then... This venue is filled with
martial arts masters.
It's the safest place people could be.
Good point.
No need to worry. If the monsters manage to get inside the arena, I will slay
every last one.
There are more monsters?
There have been so many lately.
And now they have come here to City C.
Should I tell Master the news?
No, I can handle this on my own.
The tournament must go on. No matter how many there are, I will exterminate
them.
Wasn't expecting that. This guy's not weak at all.
Match over!
Snake win!
I want to believe that I rank among the strongest fighters around, but I find
the harsh reality repugnant. The top heroes are out there in the cities up to
their necks.
Monster.
Infinerate.
It's Demon Cyborg!
That was so awesome!
He saved us!
I am currently in City C, near the stadium.
Give me an update.
We have reports of monsters appearing simultaneously in multiple cities and
locations. There are five confirmed in City C alone.
Mr. Demon Cyborg, sir? There's another scary monster down that way! And there's
a super creepy one over there!
I destroyed one.
Where are the other four?
We will direct you to their locations.
Using a combined electric shock and strike, Paul Tate takes the victory!
Gatling's super -fast punches were like a bombardment of fists!
Hamukichi is dead and he's not getting up!
And Dave Pushpits matched away with a thunderous body press!
Losey is out of the tournament!
Wait, no, please!
So there's a tough one. Then I will simply outflap.
Rocket, stop.
There is another monster nearby. Tell me where it is or you will suffer
excruciating pain until your demise.
Your choice.
Next on the card is Jockaman from Giga Pro Wrestling.
He's up against Sour Face in his Sour Face Tempo. It's a battle between
newcomers. Do your best, Sour Face. Shut up, you!
I used to be Master Bang's number two disciple!
Uh -oh. He's pretty huge.
Easy now. I'm stronger.
Probably. Remember all that strenuous training?
This guy's face is... scary.
How about you give me your face?
I have located it.
You will be eliminated.
Look here.
It's somebody famous.
Would you mind if I carve off your face too?
Well, what you think? Like my fancy blade work?
I baited you into hitting my armored skull.
High voltage fit!
Begone!
He took care of it in no time.
Genos is incredible.
He really does have demon power.
Demon Cyborg, the last monster.
He's approximately two clicks to your northwest.
Several heroes have already engaged it.
Are you able to speak?
When you fight him, don't take your eyes off that bastard. He was always behind
us. A Class S hero.
You got something against cockroaches, too?
You could say that.
I have something against bug monsters in general.
This is the last one.
If I can take him out quickly, it might be possible to still catch Master's
fight. Getting rid of me?
No easy task.
Jockerman taps out! It's all over!
Sourface wins with a beautiful chokehold!
The two fighters congratulate one another!
Such beautiful sportsmanship!
How'd it go? Did you win?
What the hell?
Are you saying you didn't watch the match?
I had a valiant victory!
I was in the bathroom.
You're hopeless.
Hey, hold up!
Your opponent in the next match? Be careful with that one. I've seen Bakuzan
action many times. Oh, dang it.
I undid my belt in the bathroom and I forgot how to tie it again.
Toronto, did you hear me?
On to the next match.
Toronto, the newcomer who advanced by beating Zonkos, is going up against two
-time consecutive champion, Zonkoson.
His lethal, dark, hell -killing jutsu has turned many of his matches into pure
bloodbath. Will this bout also end with his opponent utterly demolished? We've
got medical personnel standing by just in time.
All I do is teach lessons to those who don't belong here.
Listen up. When martial artist trade blows, it's not some friendly sport.
It's kill or be killed. Life and death. It's trade.
There we go. Boom.
You're dead.
Begin! And with that, the match is underway.
The question is, how will Taranka fare against the likes of Akuzan?
The guard's wide open.
What's with this fool?
Do you want to fight or what?
Hey,
you. Are you an amateur?
Yeah. It's my first time at one of these things.
How about a little taste of your martial arts style?
Fine by me.
One full service execution coming up.
Starting with the leg.
I'll use my Demon Sweeper low kick to shatter your bones so you never walk
again.
Next, your body. Starting with my bear -killer mid -kick, followed by my
punch. Both your arms will break and your major organs will explode.
Finally, your head.
My hell -bringin' handshot will split open that skull of yours. You'll go
straight... Don't touch my head, dude.
He's outside the ring!
Double darn it. I forgot to have the match again.
The fight is over. Call the doctor. Bring the stretcher.
In all my years, I've never seen such a bracket buster.
Bronco's on a contender for the championship with beating my first -time
to Bronco.
Another single -hit knockout.
All right, then.
I'll do the same thing.
We've invited Mr.
Say -Nothing to talk to us about the monster emergencies occurring in various
areas. Mr. Say -Nothing, what are your thoughts on the simultaneous monster
attacks going on right now?
At a loss for words, I take it.
Wait a minute. I've been told we have some breaking news.
The Class A hero known as Lightning Genji was found collapsed with severe
injuries.
Any comment on this new development?
It seems we're all searching for the right words. Hey! Hey! Pull yourself
together!
Are you okay, Mohegan?
This man's son should be here with them. They were together.
What happened to the child? Where is he?
Mr.
Narinki's son, Waganma, was kidnapped by monsters.
What? Why?
For what purpose?
Unknown, but let me remind you that Mr.
Narinki represents 7 % of the Association's funding.
Losing his trust would be devastating to us.
Indeed. The rescue of Waganma is of utmost priority.
Put every Class A hero in the city on it. Let's find that boy. But sir,
We can't allow the other monsters to continue their rampage.
Class S hero Metal Bat was just found unconscious.
He's in critical condition.
Come on. What's the matter?
You'll never be able to hit me like that.
I cannot track his movements.
So sorry. Were you looking for me?
It is not just his speed. On top of his unique movement throwing me off, he is
attacking from the building's blind spot.
One last option.
I was hoping I would not have to use this.
Oh? You've got some special ability you've been squirreling away, do you?
you going to shoot laser beams from your eyes or something?
Originally, I was opposed to installing this component, but Dr. Cuseno was
right. Hunter -killer missiles?
Poison gas?
In situations where I face a superior adversary, I must acknowledge reality if
am to grow.
Oh, what could it be?
I sure hope it's not a road propeller.
What is this?
My legs! What have you done?
It is an ultra -strong adhesive.
I am prepared to stop anything in its track, even an ultra -fast ninja.
But by using this weapon, I'd be acknowledging that its speed poses a
What are you talking about?
Nothing that is any concern of yours.
Incinerate!
He sacrificed his
leg to escape.
No matter. It is still fatal.
Better return to the stadium.
I might still be able to watch Masters fight.
High -speed object approaching.
The Roach?
No, this is something different.
Guys, wait.
What are you doing?
Don't fall for the enemy's tricks so easily. You look so cute when you're
panicking. Unfortunately, these fools you brought are my pets now.
How does it feel to have your lackeys taken?
Come on, resist me more.
Or are you holding back?
What if I let you join Mr.
Super -Ass's harem of slaves?
You won't survive like that, Blizzard.
Shut up!
Even after taking on so many, you're still holding your own.
But just how much more can you take?
Yes! Time for some real punishment!
That did the trick. Now you're mine, body and soul.
And you're one of those Asper sisters, isn't that right?
Your younger sibling is the class S hero known as Terrible Tornado.
Which means you'll be just the bait I need to tempt her to come and play with
me. She'll make a far better toy.
Even after all that, she won't give in?
Such strength of will.
I hate girls like her.
That hurts, you bitch!
I thought I could use you to snag your little sister, but forget it!
I'm killing you now!
Oh, my big sister will come.
Even without bait.
What's causing these tremors?
Looks like she was closer than I thought.
She felt the pain you put me through and she's pissed off.
There.
What the... Something is approaching.
Something terrifying.
Now you'll meet her.
My sister, Terrible Tornado.
Super S!
I'm sorry, but the heroes had a monster of their own!
This is more serious than I imagined.
We need to retreat and regroup.
That's her.
Tornado! I know it looks bad, but I'm still fighting this - Oh, don't worry
about it. You can go on home now, Blizzard.
I'll take care of cleaning up everything.
Stop her, slaves!
Delay her while I escape!
Tornado, wait!
Those letter -like teams! Don't attack them!
I told you not to attack them.
Come on, that was barely an attack.
No, that counts.
And I wouldn't call this bunch of nobodies a team. Those buffoons are just
Wait.
You waste your time hanging around with that Class B club.
Now look, the monster got away.
Why'd I stop fighting to chit -chat with you?
There's a ton of monsters I need to destroy.
Oh, and would you let the nobodies know, in real emergencies, if they don't
evacuate the area, then they're just in the way.
I mustn't doubt myself, so I've tried to keep it completely out of my mind.
I can't.
I can never fake it.
That's far enough. Now that I, snake by snake, have arrived, I won't let you lay
a finger on anyone.
Looking back, I once shone brighter than anybody. I felt the pride of being one
of the few real heroes. I had the power to protect people, and it filled my
spirit with purpose.
But slowly...
Over time, reality set in.
Try as I might, there were others who I could never defeat.
Even among the nameless masses, there were those out there who were far
than myself.
Are professional heroes even necessary?
Lately, I haven't been so sure. If I didn't exist, if the Hero Association
didn't exist, would there be someone who would step up and defeat the monsters
in our place?
At the very least.
There seems no need to protect a man like this.
I liked Max from earlier.
Nice and aggressive.
Hard to believe from the guy who's been on his heels and won't fight back.
You misunderstand me. I was just checking out how skilled you are.
Class A heroes make a lot of money, I hear.
If your level is all it takes, then it might be worth my while.
Just kidding.
Why should I work for money?
How'd you get to be so strong?
Why does a guy like you, who has no real sense of purpose, have such power?
Hmm.
Maybe I was just born talented.
Everything about you disgusts me.
Back when I trained, all I did was keep my master company.
I haven't even practiced in years.
But I'm curious.
How'd you get to be a hero?
With that level of ability, I mean.
What was that?
More strong monsters are appearing every day.
Even performing at your best.
You won't make any difference.
With or without heroes, those who are going to survive will survive.
Survival of the fittest means the weak get weeded out.
It's just the natural order of things.
Natural order? Are you actually suggesting we ignore the people being
by monsters?
Don't worry. We'll hold them off here.
Everyone head to the roof.
Whatever happens...
I know that we'll survive.
What the hell's a monster doing in a prison?
If you came for the boss, he broke out to bash you bastards.
Poodie Poodie Prisoner is not here.
Doesn't matter.
And just who do you mean by we?
The strong, of course.
Wait, you're not... I am.
Understand now?
Huh.
I found excited.
Kako no itami ga mirai wo yonderu no
ka? Kako no
itami ga mirai wo yonderu no ka? Kako no
itami ga mirai wo yonderu no ka? Kako no itami ga
mirai wo yonderu no ka? Thank
you.
Hiyoro Gyoro, tell me, have my monsters created chaos?
Indeed, some casualties were incurred, but overall, the advantage belongs to
The Hero Association is in a panic.
Good, and what of Goketsu?
He's on his way to the venue where the martial artists have gathered.
Our confirmed major victories include the heroes Demon Cyborg, Metal Bat, and
Metal Knife.
Yet our greatest weapons still await their turn to participate.
The Monster Association's overwhelming victory is imminent.
Oh, Monster King Orochi!
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