Chapter 51: Not Bad
With the force exerted by his legs, nearly half the moon's surface shattered instantly. A massive cloud of debris floated into the vastness of space.
Saitama aimed at the direction he had come from. His body ignited with intense flames from atmospheric friction as he plummeted like a meteor, diving straight back into Earth's atmosphere.
Oh, right!
Remembering something important, Saitama nervously hugged his tattered white cape to his chest, terrified it would burn to ash during re-entry.
Apart from the yellow jumpsuit, this white cape was the most expensive part of his hero outfit.
Hero Association Headquarters.
"Damn it! Is the satellite feed still not fixed?!"
Sitch asked nervously as staff members frantically adjusted the screens.
While King and Saitama were fighting, the Hero Association had continuously detected terrifying energy fluctuations akin to a God-level disaster, but they couldn't get a clear picture.
No matter which satellite they used, all they saw was a blur. The signal was completely jammed by the aftershocks of the battle.
Sitch was extremely anxious. Leaving aside King, the universally recognized Strongest Man on Earth, no one had expected the newly joined S-Class hero, Caped Baldy, to be this powerful.
Just the shockwaves from their spar were flagged as a God-level threat capable of causing human extinction.
Although Sitch didn't know why they were fighting, he just wanted to get a clear visual to ensure the situation didn't spiral out of control.
He knew that these powerhouses often had a few screws loose in their heads.
Once these crazy-strong individuals got carried away fighting, they wouldn't stop to consider the safety of the people around them.
Suddenly, the machine that had been blaring alarms stopped flashing red. The piercing siren that had been ringing in everyone's ears for so long cut off abruptly.
Is it over?
Just then, a staff member adjusting the satellite screen exclaimed:
"It's done! Satellite feed restored! The battle between Mr. King and Mr. Saitama seems to have concluded!"
Sitch rushed over. Seeing the massive abysses and craters scarring the earth on the screen, confusion flashed in his eyes.
"If I remember correctly, Mr. King and the others were fighting in a desert, right? Did they change locations?"
"No... not exactly..."
The staff member was sweating profusely, his voice trembling as he stared at the map coordinates on the screen.
"This area is that desert. But their battle leveled the entire desert... It's been turned into a basin."
Sitch: "..."
You guys are way too excessive.
He rubbed his temples, taking several deep breaths, constantly telling himself:
It's fine. These people cannot be measured by normal standards—or even human standards. No matter what happens, there is no need to be shocked.
"So, where are Mr. King and Ba—Mr. Saitama now? Have you located them?"
Sitch almost blurted out the hero codename but remembered that Saitama seemed to hate it, so he corrected himself.
The atmosphere in the room fell silent. Everyone looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
Sitch had a bad feeling. He sighed deeply and said helplessly:
"Just say it. I can accept anything happily now."
Seeing Sitch's permission, a younger staff member was glared at by his seniors until he stepped forward to explain, bracing himself.
"Um... we haven't found Mr. King's location yet. But we have located Mr. Saitama."
"Where?"
In the desert? In the jungle? Or did they fight their way back into the city? Don't tell me they're at the Hero Association Headquarters?!
Seeing the staff member hesitate, Sitch ran through every possible answer in his head, even the ridiculous ones.
"Mr. Saitama appears to be on the Moon. He is currently falling through the atmosphere. It seems he jumped back... and he stomped a massive crater into the lunar surface."
Sitch: "?????????"
What the hell are you talking about, you bastard?!
Mid-Air.
Amidst the scattering crimson fragments, King floated in the void, looking completely drained.
Just moments ago, he had tanked dozens of Saitama's Normal Punches. His entire body had been reduced to minced meat in an instant.
If not for his powerful vitality allowing him to remain conscious with only half a head left, he would have truly died this time.
At this moment, the Gate of Death had closed. King entered a 30-minute weakened state, feeling unable to muster much strength.
Of course, "unable to muster much strength" was relative. If he wanted to, he could still punch a Dragon-level monster to death.
Thinking about his battle with the Caped Baldy, King couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He was genuinely laughable this time. It seemed that the smooth sailing after his transmigration had made him arrogant.
He was actually stupid enough to seek out the Caped Baldy for a spar. How ridiculous.
From start to finish, King hadn't managed to break Saitama's physical defense even once. It felt like he was just tickling him.
Even at the very end, stacking the double Gate of Death state and using [Night Guy], he still couldn't break Saitama's defense.
Well, say no more. You win, brother. You win.
[Ding! Detected that the Host has engaged in intense combat with the Caped Baldy Saitama for over five minutes and survived. Reward: Stat Points x 5000.]
5,000 stat points... Not bad.
King allocated them casually, adding 3,000 to Strength and 2,000 to Speed.
What he needed most right now was stronger attack power. Defense was no longer a concern thanks to his ridiculously overpowered regeneration ability.
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