"I didn't expect Saitama-sensei to be so incredibly strong..." Genos, having returned to reality, murmured in amazement as he recalled the scene of the battle between Lexon and Saitama.
Lexon's power had been fully demonstrated in the fight just now.
In Genos's eyes, it was a level that was already unmatched by anyone.
However, anyone with eyes could see that Saitama-sensei had completely held the upper hand.
Mr. Lexon's attacks had almost no effect on Saitama-sensei.
*I didn't expect it to be true when Mr. Lexon said Saitama-sensei was stronger than him...*
*And before this, I actually questioned Saitama-sensei's strength...*
Genos couldn't help but feel a bit ashamed.
"Truly, they're both strong beyond imagination." Fubuki's words also conveyed her shock.
She was already wondering internally if her invincible sister could even stand up against these two.
Despite being so powerful, they were content to stay in B-rank and C-rank...
If they wanted to, wouldn't the top spots of the S-Class have to be submissively handed over?
*Is this the mindset of the truly powerful?*
Fubuki couldn't help but ponder the significance of why two people with such low rankings acted this way.
No matter how much she racked her brain, she would never figure it out.
Lexon hadn't promoted because of the Main God Space's main quest requirements, while Saitama hadn't promoted because most of his past achievements had been stolen by King—an S-Class Rank 7 hero known as the 'Strongest Man on Earth' who was actually a weakling and dubbed the 'Saitama Summoner'.
"But quite a bit of time has passed. Aren't they done yet?" Fubuki, who had been waiting for a long time without seeing Saitama or Lexon appear, asked doubtfully.
Before that separate dimension gradually shattered and they were sent out, the battle situation had clearly become obvious.
The 'Mist Swordsman' Lexon was going to lose...
But at least half an hour had passed, and there was still no sign of the two returning...
That was why Fubuki was so curious.
"Could it be that Mr. Lexon and Saitama-sensei got too serious and something went wrong?" Genos speculated with worry.
"I don't think so," Mumen spoke up. "Before leaving, I caught a glimpse through my binoculars, and it seemed like Teacher Lexon's hair... uh... well, it all fell out just like Mr. Saitama's."
"Fell out?" Fubuki, who hadn't noticed that moment, was puzzled. "He became bald too? But what does that prove?"
"I think I understand what Mumen means," Genos said. "Saitama-sensei told me about his method of becoming strong. It's just some simple physical training... but after sticking to it for a few years, Saitama-sensei became strong, and at the same time, he went bald."
"'Demon Cyborg', are you saying that becoming bald means becoming stronger? Is that why they've been fighting for so much longer..." Fubuki said in shock.
"Yes." Genos nodded.
"That's just too ridiculous!" Fubuki expressed her inability to accept such a claim.
Genos and Mumen fell into contemplation together. Clearly, they also felt that this explanation was a bit of a stretch.
And so, the few of them said no more and continued to wait for the two to return.
Half an hour later, the space ahead rippled with a distorted wave.
Two figures walked out from within.
The trio's gaze shifted in that direction, and they soon saw Lexon and Saitama looking somewhat disheveled.
There were even some fist and footprints on their bodies that hadn't faded yet.
At least their clothes were mostly intact.
Though these clothes were ones they had taken out of their storage rings.
Their original clothes had long since been shredded to pieces during the fight.
If Lexon hadn't been well-prepared and stuffed his storage ring with clothes ranging from those fit for eighty-year-olds to one-month-old infants, the two would have had to come out in an embarrassing state of nakedness.
"That was truly satisfying!" As soon as Saitama returned to reality, he opened his arms wide and stretched with immense joy.
"As long as you're happy," Lexon said with a smile.
"Saitama-sensei! Mr. Lexon!"
"Teacher Lexon!"
"Mist Swordsman! Caped Baldy!"
These were the greetings from Genos, Mumen, and Fubuki as they ran over.
"What do you mean 'Bald'! Stop calling me that name! It's terrible!" Saitama had a lot of opinions about Fubuki using hero names.
But in the next moment, he seemed to think of something. The displeasure on his face vanished instantly as he raised a hand to pat Lexon's shoulder. He nodded repeatedly, speaking like someone who had been through it all: "But Lexon, you don't need to overthink it. Being bald isn't so bad. You can save time on hair maintenance in the future. It's convenient!"
*Hehehe... from now on, he won't be the 'Mist Swordsman', but the 'Bald Mist Swordsman'.*
Although he was outwardly comforting Lexon, who had also turned bald, Saitama was feeling incredibly smug deep down.
"Huh? What did you say? What bald?"
Then, Saitama heard Lexon's confused voice.
"Didn't all your hair disappear too?" Saitama said, looking at Lexon.
He was immediately met with Lexon's head of brilliant, flowing black hair.
"..."
Saitama's expression froze instantly, and he stood rooted to the spot in silence.
"She's just using your hero name, no need to react so strongly." Lexon smiled, reaching out to pat the dazed Saitama's shoulder in return. He continued, "After all, being bald isn't so bad... Don't overthink it. You'll save time on hair maintenance in the future. It's so convenient."
Hearing those familiar words, the expression on Saitama's face became even more rigid.
"Saitama-sensei, Mr. Lexon, can I ask what the final result was?" Genos leaned in, unable to suppress his curiosity, and asked about the outcome of their battle.
"The result was the cliché one—a draw," Lexon responded casually.
"A draw?" Fubuki was quite surprised.
*Could it be... that becoming bald really makes you stronger?*
*But why has 'Mist Swordsman' Lexon's hair grown back now?*
"Yes, a draw." Seeing their surprised looks, Lexon emphasized it again.
The invincibility time he had signed in for from Saitama was actually longer than this; they could have fought for several more hours without any issue.
It was just that after fighting for over an hour, they couldn't really continue.
It wasn't that the two were bored.
It was that the small worlds of Amenominaka couldn't withstand it anymore.
All six small worlds had collapsed.
They were gone.
If they wanted to keep fighting, they could only do it in the real world.
But the real world couldn't handle the destruction these two would cause.
So they chose to stop.
Before Lexon could rebuild the worlds of Amenominaka, he didn't plan on sparring again.
However, this hour or so of hearty battle was actually enough to satisfy Saitama.
Or rather, he was thrilled.
In the past, it was always a one-punch kill. Fighting to his heart's content now was truly refreshing!
Therefore, Saitama was now even more inseparable from Lexon.
In all aspects.
Like eating, like the joy of battle...
And like his gradually fading emotions...
Indeed, after this battle, Saitama felt that his indifferent emotions had truly warmed up. The intense passion he hadn't felt in a long time flared up once more during this fight.
"Let's go back. Let's go back and play video games," Saitama added.
He didn't just want to fight to his heart's content; he wanted to play games that way too.
*Getting a draw in a game is a victory!*
*Gaming Weakling,* thus thought Saitama, who always lost in competitive games.
"Wait, I need to teach Mumen something first," Lexon replied.
"Teach him something?" Saitama asked, confused.
"Since I've become his teacher, I naturally have to help him get stronger," Lexon said matter-of-factly.
"Huh?" Saitama suddenly felt like Lexon was making a subtle jab at him.
He had taken Genos's money but had never really done anything for his disciple.
His own method of getting strong didn't seem to have any effect on him either.
Thus, Saitama leaned a bit closer to Lexon, half-covering his mouth with his hand, and whispered, "Then Lexon, can you... teach Genos while you're at it? I've been taking his money as his teacher but haven't really helped much. It's a bit embarrassing."
"Sure," Lexon nodded with a smile.
"Really?" Saitama was pleasantly surprised.
"As long as he pays," Lexon added.
"Eh?" Saitama was stunned.
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