1 Punch Man Episode 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

he said with a nauseating smile as he tossed his gun aside while his men got to their feet behind me. “Suit yourself,” I smiled. Whatever he wanted, he was going to have it. The three of them rushed to me as I used my speed to evade around the men, taking up the last man by his back and punching his chest which had the man crumbling to the ground in pain. Without waiting, I groped the second by the throat and punched his balls which had the man doubling over. The first person I had hit got up and punched me which had me chuckling. “You’ll need to hit a bit harder to cause any damage through,” I said while taking the man’s hand and twisting it. “Like this.”

He jumped to his feet and swung his left fist as he turned around in an attempt to hit the person who had literally appeared behind him. *whoosh* *BANG* *SIZZLE* “AHHHHHHHH!” Old man Jenkins’ punch connected. The victim screamed as the green mist burned her face for a couple seconds. Old man Jenkins kicked her stomach, sending her flying backwards. He was surprised. Was this person that appeared behind him a noob? How could she have gotten beaten so easily? Was this a trap? He thought even as he ducked under a hook that came from his right side and diverted a palm strike that went for his chest.

he said, gazing at me. He threw the first punch, quick and planned. I dodged it with lightning reflexes and felt the impact in my arm. Sean’s attacks came in waves—punches, kicks, elbows—each one executed with precision and power. And with each strike, I responded, meeting his force with my own. But somehow I felt guilty for hitting a disabled man. So I let my guard down without taking his advice. That got me a punch in the jaw and a knee in the stomach that knocked me out.

“Who do you think you are—” She felt how a mighty punch landed her stomach. She looked at the man who's coming her way. The man was worried of her. She can't describe how painful the punch of that fist was. The strength of the man isn't normal as she was thrown metres away after being punched. “I’m sorry. Hey! Wake up! Hey!” She heard the regretful voice from the man who did punch her. She didn't expect that. She slowly closed her eyes as she lost her senses.

The man was instantly agitated; he took a step forward and threw a punch right at Harvey’s face. The punch was quite terrifying. It was enough to make people think that he was an expert. Everyone could already imagine what would happen to Harvey if the punch were to hit. But before Elanor could stop the show—before everyone could see what happened… The back of Harvey’s palm was already on the man’s face. Slap! With the sound of a loud slap, the man was instantly sent flying. He soon crashed into a coffee table, left with no strength to even stand back up.

If they had punched the cotton before, now they were punching the cotton wrapped with huge iron. Each punch not only failed to hurt others, but also made themselves uncomfortable and passive! "Bang!" All of a sudden, just as the man in white was cursing in his heart, the beautiful lady on the other side had already used the momentum of Samuel to flip over the man in white's hand and suddenly punched out. The man in white immediately felt a great pain in his arm, but just as his hand was in pain, the punch was already straight to the center. With the muffled sound just now, he took a step back, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

However, what happened in the next second made them stare dumbfoundedly, not even daring to breathe. That was because Fennel had simply raised his hand lightly and punched out at the tanned man’s metalized fist! When the tanned man saw that Fennel dared to meet his punch, he sneered and said, “You’re out of your depths! Die!” Bang! Two fists collided and exploded with astonishing power and momentum! However, the expected scene of Fennel being shattered by the punch did not appear. Instead, the tanned man watched his metalized fist helplessly as it shattered into pieces!

he said with a nauseating smile as he tossed his gun aside while his men got to their feet behind me. “Suit yourself,” I smiled. Whatever he wanted, he was going to have it. The three of them rushed to me as I used my speed to evade around the men, taking up the last man by his back and punching his chest which had the man crumbling to the ground in pain. Without waiting, I groped the second by the throat and punched his balls which had the man doubling over. The first person I had hit got up and punched me which had me chuckling. “You’ll need to hit a bit harder to cause any damage through,” I said while taking the man’s hand and twisting it. “Like this.”

Dave remained on alert in case the man escaped suddenly. "I... wasn't involved in anything," the man said in a low tone. Dave had seriously wanted to listen to what the man had to say. But suddenly, when Dave's attention was caught off guard, the man swung one of his arms. The man swung one of his arms, delivering a hard punch to Dave's face that sent Dave's body staggering backwards. The man was about to run away, but Dave quickly got up and pulled the back collar of his shirt. Dave elbowed the man in the face from the side until he lost his balance.

the man continued, “you don’t have any strength.” Lucas didn’t react outwardly. But inside— Something snapped. --- “Make sure you shut up,” the man finished. And then— The hit came. Fast. Hard. Lucas didn’t even fully see it. Just felt it. His head snapped to the side as the punch landed across his face. Pain exploded. Sharp. Blinding. His body gave in immediately. He fell. Hard. The floor rushed up to meet him, his shoulder hitting first, then his head.