Witch Special

Regardless of whether the Hero Association itself is corrupt, at least in the minds of ordinary people, registered professional heroes truly protect their lives and safety, and are considered a sacred profession. Therefore, when it comes to the registered hero assessment, these unpolished gems and unrefined stones will solemnly put on their "hero costumes" and, with a sense of supreme self-satisfaction, give their all to tackle the exam subjects.

No matter how weird their attire is, when they are on the field, they are indeed their own heroes.

However, in this sacred occasion for everyone, there was a bald man wearing casual clothes and looking very sloppy standing aside and yawning. This scene seemed very inappropriate in the current environment.

Everyone is so serious about becoming a registered hero, why are you the only one here so careless? Are you disrespecting the profession of heroism? Are you treating the sacred cause of heroism as a joke?

Registered heroes are warriors who fight monsters. At least at this time, those who sign up for the title believe they have the strength and courage to stand up to monsters. Before they are truly tested, this courage is at its most inflated and explosive.

Seeing Saitama's casual attire and lack of seriousness, the others around him had already been dissatisfied with him. This dissatisfaction reached its peak when he began to yawn. Finally, a burly man wearing a rhino mask, standing behind him, folded his arms and chest, could no longer suppress his anger and raised his hand to slap Saitama on the shoulder.

"Hey, you guy!"

The man in the rhino mask slapped Saitama's shoulder hard, but it felt like he was hitting a piece of granite. His slap didn't shake Saitama's body at all. However, in his rage, he chose to ignore this and continued to shout at Saitama: "What are you doing here? Do you know where this place is?"

"Of course, I'm here to register as a hero, aren't you?" Saitama turned his head and asked curiously. He didn't take the Rhino Mask's attack seriously at all, or in his eyes, the Rhino Mask's little power was not enough to tickle him.

"What's with your attitude? Do you think you can just mess around here? Your coming here is an insult to the word 'hero'. I'm going to throw you out." The man in the rhino mask said as he grabbed Saitama's collar, tensed his arm muscles, and tried to lift Saitama up from the ground.

Of course, Saitama remained motionless. How could such a lowly fellow possibly move the bald devil?

However, Saitama's clothes couldn't withstand the Rhino-Hooded Man's ravages. These were Saitama's home clothes, and the quality was even worse than his usual yellow combat uniform. Since the Rhino-Hooded Man dared to participate in the Hero Assessment, he must have some martial arts experience. At least in terms of strength, he had no problem tearing the fabric of his clothes.

So a very embarrassing scene occurred. Saitama himself did not move at all, but his shirt was pulled off his body by the man in the rhino mask with a "swish".

As soon as his clothes were torn, Saitama's iron-like muscles were immediately revealed. Whether it was the well-developed back muscles or the strong chest muscles, they were sending a clear signal to the people around them, that is, they possessed unparalleled explosive power.

【Don't mess with me, or you will die miserably. 】

The contrast between Saitama's previous image and his current bald, muscular man was so stark that everyone who was watching the progress here held their breath for a moment.

Some people had long wanted to teach Saitama, a man so out of place and out of place, a lesson. Everyone was irritated with him, but the man with the rhino mask had the worst temper and was closest to him. So, naturally, this unlucky guy was like an egg smashed on a stone, shattering into pieces.

If Saitama's name hadn't been called at this time.

"Saitama, who's Saitama? Get ready for a speed test."

When Saitama heard the official in charge of the test calling his name, he loosened his clenched fist, raised his hand to answer, and then simply walked to the starting point of the test track with his upper body naked.

Unlike monsters, humans possess a myriad of abilities. Basically, heroes can be roughly divided into three categories: physical, psychic, and technological. Psychic types are extremely rare, with abilities that lean towards idealism and a very high ceiling. They are also the most challenging type of hero, according to Lin Zhenxi, because no one knows what outrageous things they might come up with once their imaginations run wild. Fortunately, this type of hero is the rarest and rarely seen. Technological types are more common. The rich rely on technology, and with enough money, in this world dominated by "I think," there are virtually endless avenues for monetizing their abilities. However, the wealthy are still a minority, so the remaining physical types comprise over 90% of all registered heroes.

Whether these individuals charged forward with unbridled force, using their powerful bodies as weapons, or refined their martial arts skills, excelling in either martial arts or weaponry, they all shared a common trait: exceptionally strong physiques. Even heroes skilled in ranged attacks wouldn't survive long without agility and the ability to quickly maneuver around the battlefield.

Therefore, a well-developed muscular body has almost become a standard feature of heroes, even a ticket to becoming one. Regardless of the actual strength of a hero, as long as he has a body full of strong muscles, he looks like a hero.

The reason why Saitama was disliked by others before was also related to his clothes. Why do heroes love to wear tight clothes or leather suits? It's because they show off their bodies. Under the tight clothes, the angular muscles are full of security and full persuasiveness, and it is also a plus point in the public's perception. Under the premise that there are no ugly things, the popularity of a hero is generally positively correlated with the physique of their body. Saitama's casual clothes are loose and baggy, and it is impossible to tell whether his figure is good or not. His attitude also reduces his points, so naturally no one likes him. But now, Saitama, who shows off his figure, suddenly makes people around him feel familiar. What? It turns out that he is also a big muscleman, you said it earlier.

Amidst the renewed laughter of the crowd, no one noticed that the man in the rhino mask was almost frightened to death.

Just now, the moment Saitama raised his fist against him, a huge sense of crisis enveloped him like an endless night. It was as if he would cease to exist in the next moment. Even if Saitama no longer paid attention to him, the fear so intense that it made his body stiffen and defy his will still lingered in his body, making him stand there like a statue, unable to move.

At this time, Saitama had already stood on the runway. As the tester waved the red flag in his hand, a huge sonic boom resounded throughout the venue, and the shock wave overturned a large number of onlookers.

The unlucky examiner was the first to be hit, instantly turning into a rolling gourd, rolling a long way on the ground. As for Saitama, he had only just followed the examiner's request, letting go of his speed, and simply ran to the end of the runway and then turned back.

The sonic boom from the crowd wasn't strong enough to destroy the bulletproof glass in front of Lin Zhenxi, but the chaotic situation required someone to maintain order. The supervisor couldn't stay there any longer, so he apologized to Lin Zhenxi and turned to leave.

About half a minute later, the supervisor appeared at the edge of the test site. Under his command, order was quickly restored. After clearing away the debris scattered by the sonic boom, testing on Saitama resumed.

Well, but now the test field has completely become Saitama's stage. It's like a big shark suddenly jumped into a small pond of koi, and all the outsiders retreated, just to watch Saitama's performance.

Speed ​​test... the naked eye can't see clearly, and even a high-speed camera can only capture a residual image. It's impossible to evaluate.

Strength test... One punch directly blew up the dynamometer, and the dynamometer flew through the wall and into the street outside. Unable to assess.

Dodge test... Even with the maximum number and speed of dodgeballs, Saitama still couldn't be hit once. Unable to be rated.

Endurance test... The treadmill was smoking, but Mr. Saitama didn't even break a sweat. Unable to rate.

A combat test... The B-rank hero, "Dark Flame Dragon Blade User," personally took the field, and then Saitama stood up and instantly defeated him with a single punch. What else can I say? Unable to rate.

Watching Saitama perform these basic tests is actually quite interesting, especially from a third-party perspective. Seeing the panic expressions on the faces of those around him when they were frightened by the strength displayed by Saitama is like watching a free facial expression show.

Through these basic tests, everyone became aware of Saitama's terrifying, abyssal strength. As Saitama was led by the examiner to take the written test, the testing ground, without Saitama present, became bustling again. Everyone excitedly discussed whether their Z City would produce another S-class hero.

Saitama's stats are truly insane, making him far superior to Wildhammer. If even Wildhammer can become an S-class hero, there's no reason Saitama can't be one too.

Then, not long after, the final results of Saitama's hero test came out.

Rated as C, last place.