One Punch Man Fanfiction Crossover 소설 & 이야기

No fucking way. “Briley Cross,” Michael said again, an ugly smile spread right across his disgusting face. He gestured at the massive man standing next to him. “My friend here has a few questions for you.” Without any warning, without even a word, the man (who surely had to be Crusher, with hands like that), punched Briley in the face. It was so fast that she didn’t even see it coming. All she knew was that with a single blow, she was on the floor, her nose was bleeding, and she was utterly terrified already. She suspected that he’d barely used one-tenth of one percent of his enormous strength, and it was still enough to take her down.

Lucas couldn’t help but grab the young man from behind. He pulled him off Bonnie and landed a very powerful punch on him sending him across the table. With the tactics he just displayed, Lucas realized that he wasn’t the Lucas he used to be. Something supernatural has taken place in him. He could throw a punch and the person could be sent flying across a table by a powerful force that came with the punch. Lucas grinned with confidence that he could do this. He quickly went after the young man and grabbed him up to his feet. Before he could release another powerful punch again, the young man grabbed Lucas by the throat. His claws were slowly piercing through Lucas’ skin.

"Yes, a pig, Joan. He will be your stuntman." "But it's… a pig." He chuckled at the look that she was giving the pig. "Not for long." *snap* And with another snap of his fingers, the pig changed to an identical copy of Joan. The just transmuted pig was looking around, and with another snap of fingers, its eyes dulled a little and it went still. The 'new' Joan then went near the wall and layed down. The manacles slithered to 'her' feet and snapped in place. And then it went to sleep. Joan was watching all of that with a shocked expression on her face. She had just seen a pig appearing out of nowhere. Then it, the same pig, changed it's body to an identical copy of her own. Same clothes, same

No one dared to separate the two men. “Shit! Arsenic! Dominic! Are you guys going crazy?!” Lyra could see Dominic and Arsen taking turns punching each other. When Arsen was on top of Dominic’s body, Arsen didn’t hesitate to give him a lot of punches until Dominic’s handsome face was completely covered with blood. A few tens of seconds later, Dominic reversed the situation. He was on top of Arsen’s body now. His hand gripped the collar of the pajama that Arsen was wearing firmly, and then his one hand clenched into a fist. He punched Arsen’s face no less hard. Arsen’s face was no less battered than Dominic now.

It appeared as if his speed had reached its extreme, delivering nine punches in the same instant. Immediately after, his body returned to its original spot. The nine living beings’ bodies had exploded, turning into blood mist floating in the air. Xzavion was not a merciful character either. Even though he had given a warning, he would not show mercy if these otherworldly living beings sought death. He killed the nine powerhouses from the other world with a single punch. After the punch, he turned and looked at James. With a satisfied look on his face, he asked, “This punch surpassed the limit, didn’t it?”

I need to release it to ease the dizziness that I feel. The man wearing a mask suddenly appeared in front of me and the other two beside me and Tania. I pulled Tania closer to me and I told her that everything will be alright for her not to be scared. She holds me tight because she is scared even she tried not to. Maybe she was thinking that they are three and I am only one. One of the guys tried to pull Tania away from me but he failed. Of course, I will never let my queen be dragged by someone away from me. I know Jopher is waiting until midnight for this because he wants Tania, but I will not allow him to hurt her. I will not allow him to get Tania or even touch her. The man who was weari

Xolvion said with a smile as White Mane could feel his body freezing from the stab wound. "Curse you... You let me think I had the advantage so that I would get careless." The Lion said, biting through the pain. But he didn't have much time to react as a fist covered in flame suddenly struck him in the chest, knocking him flying back through the air. "Phoenix punch!" Xolvion shouted as he slammed his fist into White Mane's chest, watching as he flew back and crashed into the ground before he rolled onto his feet. White Mane was in pain from the ice magic and now the martial art strike, looking down at the damage his body had received.

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.

If anything happens to them we get punished…those pampered princesses. I came through another man's shadow, but he noticed me. I grabbed the tip of his gun, pushing it up and then punching him dead in the throat. I am not sure why, but the throat seems to be my favorite place to punch. Maybe it's the feel of hitting an Adam's apple hard enough to break beneath my fist. The man spit up blood and I punched him in the throat again. This time I crushed his windpipe. I watched him choke on his blood, slowly dying beneath me.

Chu Xun's face turned to stone as he clenched his fists hard and he punched at the incoming beams of red light. The purplish energy circling around his fists launched towards the first red beam. Boom! An explosion tantamount to a nuclear eruption ensued when the beam and the energy bolt met, culminating in a glittery display like fireworks. Chu Xun grunted hoarsely; a sharp pain shot up from his hand. His knuckles were hurt from this exchange and he was bleeding. But there was no time; the second beam was just coming and before he could cleanly avoid it, it caught him at his shoulder, eliciting a huge spray of blood.