One Punch Man S Class の小説・ストーリー

he said arrogantly, convinced he’d struck Tian Sen with tremendous force. “Hey, is this really your strongest punch? If so, can I try punching you now?” Tian Sen asked with a cold stare and a smile. When the burly man looked at him, he couldn’t hide his shock—with his boxing technique, he could certainly kill someone at the sixth level of Body Refinement.

Each remedial class will be larger as it will be full of anybody that wants to do extra work. As my first class to teach is tomorrow, I spend the evening working out a plan with Dante on what all I should cover during the first class. Basic punches and blocks are a must but kicks will be saved for later. Dodging is also something that needs to be taught right away so if we have time during the first class it will be addressed as well. This is going to be the first thing that I attempt to do as a Luna. It is exciting and terrifying all at the same time. "Are you ready for your first class?" Dante asks the next morning while we wait in the big gym across town for people to begin arriving.

“I won’t leave you.” They stared at each other when another punch came swinging in the air and they had to avoid the attack once more. This time, Ponjie surprisingly became more alert and serious. His instincts heightened and his heartbeat was rapid. He felt his senses become clear and a strong goal rose in his heart. He can never leave his friend behind. “I can help you fight. You know my punches are the strongest in the class, right?” Fruto was taken aback. He lowered his lids carefully and nodded. It is true. Ponjie may have a beginner’s skills in the arts of fighting, but he developed faster than normal. His punches were the strongest too.

There wasn't much of a distance between me and the man so I had no choice but to prepare myself for the impact of the punch he was bringing. In no time he got to me and threw the punch toward my head. Immediately I raised my hands in a cross manner to block it only to be sent flying due to the force of the punch. It was not until I hit the wall of the living room did I come to a stop. Immediately I hit the wall and cracks appeared on the wall and I smiled. From the punch alone I guessed he wasn't a human. He was either a supernatural being or a human whose physical abilities had been enhanced just like the way Winston did to his men.

The examiner laughed coldly and said, "Cut the crap. Take this." The difference in strength between the Earth category and the Xuan class could be seen with the naked eye. After he launched an attack, Samuel could clearly feel the oppression of power. Of course, this was only the difference between the Earth category and the Xuan class. From Samuel’s own point of view, this kind of oppression was nothing at all.

I am the only one wearing a freaking white suit! "Hey, it makes you more special!" We went into the second floor and bid our goodbyes. It's a little sad that we are not on the same class. You know, the school's system is really far from what I've been introduced to. In Claw Academy, each class only has six students in total, one for each kind. That's why my heart can't stop beating excitedly. Just thinking of having a class with diverse kind of people is really interesting! I hope I'll be friends with everyone.

=== Class A - Suite Room, Library access Class B - Studio Apartment, Private dojo, Shooting range Class C - Deluxe Room, Advanced gym, Games room Class D - Standard room, Laundromat, Pool Class E - Basic room, Cafeteria, Garden, Basic gym === Everyone looked at the locations and compared rankings. It was a little unfair for those in the higher tiers. === Class A - Death Princess & Seer Class B - Death Princess & Seer (Double up) Class C - Match Class D - Gambler, Controlled Berserker & Two Shots Class E - Zen, Faceless, Oriole, Impenetrable Shield, Tracer & Scorpion

“Fighting is not allowed in the Dorms!” “But, wow, to be part of a special class, you must be high class mages to get in!” chattered an excited Stephen. “So, Dorin, what’s your class, exactly?” “Oh, I’m a 2nd class elementer.” Dorin replied. Stephen looked disappointed. “Now, Johan here,” he placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Johan’s a class 4!” Johan seemed to be surprised and turned a bright shade of red. “I-it’s just a class...” he mumbled as he moved his beans around his plate.”

Mastering low-level weapons. [Mafia class 1: Have 100 victory points. Ability to deal with 10-15 adults. Mastering mid-grade weapons.] [Brand Mafia is divided into three stages. Low, Normal and Cruel.] [ #low class: Has 150 victory points. Master at least 20 martial arts moves. Mastering mid-grade weapons.] [ #Normal Class: Has 200 victory points. Have at least 25 martial arts moves. Master two intermediate weapons at one time.] [ #Cruel Class: Has 300 victory points. Master at least 50 martial arts moves. Proficient in using high-end weapons.]

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.”