One Punch Man King Engine

As for the second situation, it should be that if the attack power was below the threshold, it would cause the Bookworm to not collect and analyze the data.

King was deep in thought. He vaguely guessed the second special situation. Either it was too strong or too weak!

Sure enough, Child Emperor raised two small fingers and waved them. “The second situation is naturally when the opponent is too weak. The attack would be disregarded as non-threatening by Bookworm, and it will not be able to properly analyze the trajectory.”

Sneck turned to the staff member. “In other words, his attack strength was so low that the robot can safely ignore it, and that’s why it did not defend from the punch on its chest?”

Child Emperor nodded and said vaguely, “Yeah, more or less.”

“Uh…” The staff member had an awkward expression on his face. He laughed dryly and said, “Ha… Haha… I was too busy with work and neglected my training. I made everyone laugh.”

The staff member’s first punch was directly blocked by the fighting robot. The second punch was mainly a misdirection for the kick, which means he cannot commit his entire body to it. Perhaps it caused the Bookworm to fail.

“The attack power was too low and ignored by the robot…”

King’s mouth twitched. He was glad that he was not too weak. After all, his Strength in System’s status board had already surpassed ordinary people. Even if he could not compare to Hero, he was still considered a strong person among humans. He would definitely not be awkwardly ignored if he punched with all his might.

“Alright, it’s time for Fast Fist Man uncle to go.”

Seeing that the staff member was unable to provide any useful experimental data, Child Emperor directly announced the end of the staff’s experiment and the beginning of the C-class Hero Fast Fist Man.

“Uncle, you have to do your best.” Child Emperor reminded him.

“Phew, don’t worry. I will show my perfect attack posture.”

The Fast Fist Man was tense. His white, tight, long-sleeved T-shirt was bulging with muscles. His black trousers were even tighter, showing the hard muscle lines on his body.

He said in a deep voice, “I’m going to attack.”

A barrage of punches followed his words, his fist coming one after another in quick succession. It was reminiscent of a rocket pod. They arrived in front of the robot within the blink of an eye.

However, the fighting robot surprisingly kept up with Fast Fist Man. It only retreated slightly and then caught Fast Fist Man’s punches with its mechanical hands.

Fast Fist Man used all his strength, each punch faster than the last. Countless fists seemed to appear in front of him, hitting the robot like raindrops.

However, the fighting robot’s defense was even more astonishing than Fast Fist Man’s attack. The mechanical hands blocked the fists, and its arms blurred into many afterimages like the statue of Thousand-hand Guanyin.

King was stunned. Fast Fist Man was just a C-class Hero, yet he had such a mesmerizing speed!

A minute later.

“Huhuhuhu…”

Fast Fist Man stopped attacking. His forehead was full of sweat. Panting, he waved his hand. “No… no, I… I don’t have any strength left.”

“Uh, just one minute?” King’s mouth twitched. This endurance was too weak. Was it because you used up all your strength so quickly?

Tanktop Boxer sneered, “Tsk, so you’re a glass cannon. You don’t seem useful.”

Sneck also shook his head. This kind of explosive attack power might be able to catch some of the weaker Monsters by surprise, but it would be a disadvantage when it came to opponents with equal strength.

“Hehe, uncle Tanktop Boxer, it’s your turn.” Child Emperor licked his lollipop and looked at everything with interest.

“Ka!”

The boxer in the back cracked his neck and solemnly put on his boxing gloves, slamming his fists together a few times. He snorted coldly, “It’s useless to predict my move if you can’t stop my explosive attack.”

He jumped a few times and warmed up all the muscles and bones in his body. Then, he suddenly focused his full strength on his fist and launched a heavy punch. His great strength created a shockwave in the air.

Pang!

The fighting robot responded appropriately, catching and redirecting Tanktop Boxer’s punch down. However, its mechanical body was also pushed back by excessive strength.

“Hey, you’re not half-bad!”

King looked at Tanktop Boxer with great interest. Compared to the Fast Fist Man, who paid attention to an instantaneous burst of high-speed punches, Tanktop Boxer paid more attention to the strength of each punch, putting his weight into them.

Bang! Bang!

Tanktop Boxer was focused, firing heavy punches one after another. The fighting robot quickly blocked all the attacks with its mechanical palm, generating a muffled sound. It was forced to continuously retreat by the strength contained in every punch.

Sneck stared for a while and judged, “It’s Tanktop Boxer’s loss.”

The panting Fast Fist Man agreed, “Yes, he exerted full strength in his every punch. Although it will cause great power in the short term, it will not last long. This kind of fighting style is not good.”

King looked at Fast Fist Man. You lasted for a single minute. You’re not qualified to judge others in terms of endurance.

“Hey, uncle Boxer, if you are tired, you can stop. I have collected enough data for reference. You don’t have to force yourself!”

Child Emperor looked at the panting Tanktop Boxer and smiled. “My fighting robot can destroy a Tiger-level Monster, and with Bookworm on top of that, nobody would fault you if you lose.”

“The robot can defeat Tiger-level Monster alone?” King pondered, “It’s a little weaker than Metal Knight. If I remember correctly, Metal Knight’s robot has the power of a Demon-level disaster.”

“Damn it!”

Tanktop boxer punched the ground and gritted his teeth, staring at the fighting robot. He wished he could knock it down with one punch. Unfortunately, he still could not defeat the fighting robot even with all his attacks. He could only helplessly accept defeat and leave.

“It’s my turn next.” Sneck shook his arms a few times to warm up and walked over to the fighting robot. “Ah!” He let out a strange cry and curled his fingers like chicken claws, simulating the attack form of a poisonous snake.

“A-class Hero, ‘Biting Snake Fist’ Sneck. Nice to meet you.”

He introduced himself solemnly as if he was a martial arts expert from ancient times.

“The last ranked,” Child Emperor winked.

Sneck’s face darkened. Does he mean that the last ranked A-class Hero doesn’t count as an A-class Hero?

“Alright, please start the fight!”