1 Punch Man Episode 1 Novels & Stories

Dad’s hands gripped the doorframe. “Ray… Bella…” He lay face down on the floor with his head banging against the floorboards. Another police officer walked over and grabbed his arm. “Sir, please control yourself. Do not interfere with the scene.” Dad shook the officer off. He stood up and turned toward my mother, lunging at her. He raised his arm and slapped Mom across the face. A sharp crack echoed through the living room. Her head lolled to one side and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

His knees began to shake. “Who are you people? What do you want?!” Aron took a slow step forward, then another, his presence like the shadow of death itself. The limping man backed against the courtyard wall, nowhere left to run. He raised his fists awkwardly, forcing a defiant tone: “You take one more step and I’ll—” Aron punched him across the jaw. The man fell sideways to the ground, a bloodied molar flying from his mouth and landing near his feet.

Eden said, eyes gleaming at the man. “And what is that?” “Something simple. Just give me your blood.” Without warning, Eden punched him across the face, making him hit the ground with a loud thud. The people there could have sworn that they heard a crack, that might have been his neck, but no one cared enough to check. “Yeah, boss!” “That was just a punch,” Eden said, bending down to the man. “What, are you knocked out already? Come on, weren’t you promising me so many things? Where’s all that now?”

Before Lance could even respond the man swung, the punch flying toward his face so fast he barely managed to dodge as it grazed his shoulder and sent a sharp line of pain shooting down his arm. “Fight back!” Porto barked from across the room. The man lunged again. This time Lance didn’t move fast enough and a heavy fist slammed into his stomach, forcing the air violently out of his lungs as he dropped to his knees coughing. The man grabbed the front of his shirt and threw him across the room like he weighed nothing. Lance hit the ground hard and the world spun around him. “Pathetic,” someone muttered nearby. “Again,” Porto ordered. The man walked toward him.

He stepped forward first and drove a punch into the lead man's jaw. Irene watched the man's face twist on impact. His feet left the ground completely as he flew backward like someone struck by a speeding vehicle. Teeth and blood sprayed from the corner of his mouth before he crashed down. And that was only the first one. Stanley dropped each man with a single punch or kick, never wasting a second strike on the same target. Leon's crew hit the floor one after another, thrown into opposite corners of the room as though someone had placed them there on purpose.

And in an instant, I saw blood dripping from it. My eyes grew big and my lips part a little. I was speechless. I tried to look at the man but his face was looking to that boy. “Tsk, why do I always need to see your shocked reaction?” the man hissed. He put down his arms and slowly turned his face to me. “Hello, Ms. One punch girl. I got that nickname when you left a strong punch before walking out the hospital,” he said with playful grin. ---

The burly man frowned slightly but quickly launched a punch. Boom! Their fists collided in midair, and the resulting shockwave reverberated with a thunderous sound! Eldon seized the opportunity and struck the opponent's left rib with his palm. He then felt as if he had slapped a steel plate and the impact left his hand numb. The opponent sneered disdainfully and immediately launched a counterattack. Boom! A punch struck Eldon squarely in the chest, the force piercing through his back, leaving a circular tear in his outer garment.

Master Fist Punch sneered "leave here? you want to escape, have a taste of my powerful fist first" A voice boomed "what kind of powerful fist?"

And that, he was going to fulfill. He continued to stand up and took a few steps backward. He curled his fingers tightly, into a fist. He punched the man, so hard, on his stomach. "Ah!" he screamed out loud, in pain, as he spat a mouthful of blood on the floor. Seeing that the man was still being stubborn, Ethan stepped forward and kicked his hamstring heavily. The man knitted his eyebrows tightly as he was in so much pain. Ethan looked at the man's pained expression. He felt that he would finally speak up at this point. But, he gradually straightened his back.

I made my way to the man on top of Amelia and delivered a punch on his face. I also noticed two men on top of Amelia's cousin on the bed, "Get him!" The two men got off her and lunged at me. "Boss be careful!!" Theo panicked as he saw the men coming at me. I turned around, my movement controlled, every step deliberate, every punch calculated. The first man barely had time to react before his jaw snapped sideways, the crack of bone muffled by the dull thud of flesh as I punched them with anger evident in my eyes.