One Punch Man Martial Artists Novels & Stories

Drunken Moon suddenly leapt forward, but the middle-aged man was already prepared and punched out. As they tussled, the middle-aged man had the advantage initially. However, he was purely a martial artist who honed his techniques tirelessly, which meant his style was rigid. He certainly did not have any superpowers, which afforded Drunken Moon an opening. With her use of telepathy, she quickly found his weak spot and floored him by the time they exchanged forty-two blows. Even as Drunken Moon knocked the middle-aged man down on the floor, he quickly tried to get up, only for her to crush his wrist under her foot.

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.

Before he could even retract his hand, he was sent flying through the air, crashing against a pillar before collapsing to the floor. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale. His right hand shook uncontrollably. Instantly, the crowd was in an uproar. Who would've thought that the man even Thiago and Claude couldn't stop would be sent hurling backward by a single punch from Cassian? "What on earth is going on?" "How could he be such a good fighter?" "I thought he was just some young punk. Who knew he'd turn out to be some kind of martial arts expert?"

He looked like a savage and ferocious monster. His palm reached out to grab a blade that was aimed at his shoulder. He flung it away violently. His arm was like a whip as it hit two other martial artists. They retreated after coughing up blood from the attack and knocked into a huge tree. Chase got increasingly faster and dealt out seven or eight punches in a blink of an eye. His punches were so fast that all of them looked like one single punch. The martial artists were beaten until their chest bones cracked. Their chests collapsed, and their heads exploded. Blood splattered everywhere as they died on the spot.

As soon as he finished speaking, Phil winced in pain, as he immediately touched his mouth, the pain was still immense after Liam had punched him. Meanwhile, Liam focused on the men's movements. The first man lunged at Liam, but with swift reflexes, Liam sidestepped the attack and delivered a precise blow to the man's abdomen. The man doubled over in pain, gasping for air. Liam's attack was powerful enough to cause significant pain, causing the man to fall to the ground. However, despite the considerable force behind the punch, Liam was still holding back. He was aware that, If he had put his whole strength into the attack, he would have done unimaginable damage, due to the fact that his stre

It was the only response the stupefied man could say as Gerald angrily replied, “Don’t say I didn’t warn any of you!” After saying that, Gerald immediately retaliated by slapping the man hard on his cheek! Though it had only been a single slap, the man was sent flying into the air! The last thing the man could register was his head deforming as blood gushed out his eyes. Upon landing in a puddle of mud a few dozen feet away, the man was already as good as gone. “…He knows martial arts!” declared the bald man, shocked by the turn of events. However, he instantly recomposed himself as he gestured his large hand before saying, “Don’t hold back! Get rid of him, everyone!”

Now that Chu Xun had nearly strangled him to death, he wouldn't let the former off even without external instructions. Li Hu was a martial artist. Before he was imprisoned, he was the boss of a small gang. Even though his gang operated on a small scale, it was established on the strength of his punches and kicks alone. He wasn't at all afraid of a teen whose thigh wasn't even as thick as his arm. Li Hu charged up to Chu Xun in just a few steps, his punch producing a strong wind as it aimed for Chu Xun's head. If this punch landed, Chu Xun would be handicapped, if not dead.

They were unable to get up. In just a moment, a dozen people were completely wiped out. Everyone was stunned, speechless with astonishment! This seemingly ordinary young man was actually an ancient martial artist. With just one slap, he took down more than ten people. Um... he must be at least a master of martial arts, right? "Very well! How dare you resist the law enforcement with violence?" Samson instantly flew into a rage. "This is outrageous! You are all doomed!" Seeing that his men were losing the fight, Samson immediately took out his phone, ready to call the police and the garrison to request reinforcements.

They didn’t even phase him. As I punched, I explained. “Right now, I’m punching with solely my arm strength. Obviously, I’m not the strongest and so you barely feel it. But that’s the difference between you and me. You’re still very strong in your arms. So it’s still going to hurt your opponent per say, but there will be a day your gonna meet your match. Either someone much faster or as big as you.”

They looked each other in the eyes and then the bald man said. “Don’t go back on your words.” Then, the bald man said. He took a step backward a second later and in just a snap, a full force of a punch was launched to his direction. It was just a second difference when Primo managed to dodge the hit. If he was not focused at that moment, surely he would be thrown at the wall. It was such an incredible force! Utterly different from the previous ones he fought with. What amused him even more was the man didn’t look like he used the full force of a punch.