One Punch Man Reaction Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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!

The man's eyes widened with shock. He never thought that his precious spear would be destroyed with one punch. "Do you still think you're powerful?" Chase shook his head. "You're nothing in my eyes. I can kill you with one finger!" He swung another punch while speaking. He was so fast that his punch created a strong wind. A scream echoed in the air as the man flew off from the impact. There was a deep, bloody dent on his chest. Blood kept gushing out of it. He looked absolutely pitiful.

He said. “……” “……” “……” Everyone looked at him. They were also like, “Ugh…” and somebody stood up without hesitation. It was Nami. Her eyes were purple and it was scary. However, when she ran it was like a leopard or something. Then she punches him. “Whack!” He flew backwards. “Idiot!” Nami shouted. “Idiot!” Nami shouted again. She stood at him with crying face and blood was left on her right hand.

However, in merely half a second, the smile on his face disappeared. This punch missed again? How could this beast react so fast? "This is completely beyond the limit of human reaction, isn't it?" The Martial man flew into a rage out of humiliation. He pointed at Yang Xiao’s nose and scolded, “You piece of trash, why do you only know how to dodge? Are you a monkey that only knows how to jump around?”

The man nibbled my earlobe, his voice hoarse and slurred, "Must have been the wind, baby…" Suddenly, lines of floating comments suddenly swept past in front of my eyes. [Ahhh, I'm going to combust out of excitement! This climax of the entire story is coming up!] [Yeah, ignore that idiot outside! If it weren't because his calls yesterday didn't go through, he would have starved you for a few more days!] [I'm dying! Did you see his expression when he saw that red racing helmet the moment he came in? His brows were so tightly knit they could've crushed a fly! He really thought of everything except his own brother, haha!]

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.

I didn’t think that it would land me in this situation. A pig climbs on top of me, and I turn my face away and scream again. They’re laughing, and the sound angers me so much. So damn much. I could kill them for doing this to me. For trying to brutalize me in this way. When the man with the ponytail collapses on my side and the silver medallion leaves my skin, I automatically throw a punch at the man on top of me. I don’t care that it hurts my hand. I punch him until all my anger dissipates, and it doesn’t. I don’t have a chance to do it more because he’s pulled off me swiftly, and when I look up, I see Pollux.

He suddenly punched out a palm print and shattered the man's bladed energy. Then, the terrifying palm print's remaining power did not diminish and mercilessly hit the man's body. "Puff!" The man felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood in an instant and flew straight out.

"Come on." With a heaving chest, I threw a punch, but he ducked effortlessly. He countered my attack with a swift shove to my stomach, causing me to stumble backwards. Anger burned my face, turning it red. I growled at him, feeling my frustration boiling over. He threw a punch at me, and Tia shouted, "Duck!" Too late. I let out a terrified scream, slamming my back against the wall, wishing it would open up and swallow me. Vyn's fist shot towards me with the speed of light. Time slowed as his fist barely missed my face. Instead, he slammed it into the wall, creating a deafening sound.

He pulled me towards him in a forceful manner. I was so irritated and furious that if I had been a cartoon character, you could literally see smoke emitting from my ears. I jerked my hand away from his grip, forcefully, and punched him straight in the jaw. Yes! You're right! I punched him! Not a slap but a punch! Where did that boldness come from?! God! My knuckles are hurting! But I didn't show my pain to the bloody bastard. His friends, though, were having fits of laughter as several of them doubled over their chairs, clutching their stomachs. Yeah! Serves you right, you miserable rat.