One Punch Man S Class Novels & Stories

The man raises his hands to signal silence. “I’m Coach White,” he says. “I’ll be teaching you the basics of combat then deciding your placement. There are three classes. The first is basics for those who just need the bare minimum. The second is for those slightly advance. The last is for those that I see with the prospect to become a warrior.”

The principal shouts and claps his hands, gathering our attention on him. “Both teams have exactly one minute before the battle starts! You S class brats, at least land a hit on the special student, understood? I don’t want to see another serving of utter, complete defeat!” By ‘special student’, he’s referring to Kuroyuki all this time— because he’s pointing at him.

Barron and Hope grumbled at the same time, what a strange alchemy between them. "So as I said, you'll fight a golem, but as you are E-rank, the golem level will be revised, so you shouldn't encounter any difficulty. Also for the special class, as you are Avatars, you will be put in a class according to the level you will show, there are several classes ranked and where the students are trained by level, from E-rank to C-rank. For example, if you show a potential to easily be over D- rank, which means utter crushing the golem..." "We will be in a C-rank class??"

The instructor placed one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, palm facing upward, showcasing a clear signal that he was ready to engage. Breaking the silence, Kuro calmly stated, "Let me go first." His words were met with a unanimous nod from the rest of the group. With astonishing speed, Kuro closed the gap between himself and the instructor in the blink of an eye, leaving even the seasoned cultivator momentarily stunned by his swiftness. Before the instructor could fully comprehend what was happening, Kuro unleashed a powerful punch aimed directly at his head. Reacting on instinct, the instructor raised his arms in a desperate attempt to defend himself. However, Kuro's stri

The wind from his punch made Paco and Levi’s faces change. Paco met the punch head-on, and there was a huge crash. The sound was so loud that Amara and the other non-martial artists had to cover their ears. After the impact, Tyler stepped back a few paces. Paco was not a regular Martial Saint but an Advanced Martial Saint. He did not step back, but his fist hurt.

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?"

But I think I just missed it because why is he smiling right? "Damn! I didn't know that the human is strong too!" I heard a student speak in the middle of the noises. Yeah right because aside from being a sharp shooter, I am also good in physical combat especially in fist fighting. In our class then, I was the highest in the ranking. They even tried to match me up with our seniors but I still took the victory. I have a strong fist. Even though my fist is small because it's just right for a girl like me, I punch hard compared to a normal punch. I didn't know that I had this ability before, I only found out when I entered the academy and the training camp started.

Terrifying energy fluctuations spread out with the two as the center! They jumped apart after one attack. However, this strike had already filled everyone with amazement. Too domineering! Too powerful! The punch displayed by the two weighed 50 tons! An ordinary disciple would already be reduced to ashes!

After she finished his arm she looked up at his face and saw that his dark aquiline nose was still scrunched up in an angry scowl as if he was replaying the loss in his head over and over. "So Claude, you're around the age of being Reborn, what Class interests you the most?" She asked in an attempt to cheer him up and out of genuine curiosity. "Due to my less than luxurious upbringing I'll probably become a basic Swordsman class, it's unhealthy to hope for a Class when we all know this System could care less about our hopes." Claude replied honestly. Prof. Callista considered his response and then replied saying, "Come onnnnn, weapons aren't the end all be all in deciding what you become. Ta

It was the power of a punch. The guy who rushed out of the tauren was full of confidence and looked disdainful at first, but his expression immediately showed a drastic change as he faced Alex’s incoming punch. He felt as though he had encountered a powerhouse of the Supreme Realm. ‘This is bad! Retreat!’ However, Alex was lightning fast, so how could he allow him to run away? Under that punch, the man’s arm shattered inch by inch and his internal organs were affected directly. Boom! That man turned into slag.