Macho Harem Paradise Project

"It's better not to do this kind of experiment."

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"Teacher, today seems to be Saturday. We seem to have missed the supermarket sale!"

While rushing to a suitable battle location, Genos told the bad news.

"Oh no, that means..."

Yang Mingxiu couldn't help but find it a little funny. He clearly had a power that no one in the world could match, but he was still worried about things like food, clothing, housing and transportation. Should he be said to be naive or a fool?

Thinking back, isn't it the same for me? The fundamental reason that drives me to become stronger is still the lust that many people sneer at.

"Don't worry, Saitama. I told you, there's no limit."

"Can I pack it then?"

"of course can."

"You...you are such a good person!"

"Teacher! Don't be fooled by someone who comes from nowhere!"

Yang Mingxiu showed a relaxed smile, a pure guy, just like himself.

Anyway, the Japanese yen is also commonly used here, so there is no need to worry too much about financial matters.

"Well, let's do it here."

The uncivilized wasteland basin had no evidence of any human habitation. Such a desolate place far away from human habitation was suitable for monsters like them who could cause destruction with a single move.

"You must be the most powerful human I have ever seen, Saitama."

Yang Ming Xiuyi seldom praises others, but when facing this bald man in yellow tights, red gloves and a red cape, he gave praise without hesitation.

Putting aside his admirable strength and the fun brought by his thick nerves, all these qualities push him firmly towards his true identity, a truly powerful hero.

Everyone has his or her own purpose in doing things, even if he or she becomes a hero and fights selflessly or even sacrifices his or her life. Even such a noble person has his or her own purpose, which is to be praised, sung, and remembered forever by the people he or she has saved.

But this one is different.

"I'm just a hero who does it for fun."

That’s right, it comes from the most simple quality of human beings, “interest”.

What is interest?

Everyone has things that interest them. Perhaps they will feel happy and joyful when they do them. They may also take the initiative to do these things from the bottom of their hearts because of this positive feedback.

Interest refers to an individual's positive psychological tendency to study something or engage in a certain activity. It is generated and developed in the practice of social life. Interest, as a conscious tendency and inner requirement, is not innate, but is generated on the basis of people's needs, due to the understanding of and repeated contact with something; it is not formed by external coercive forces, but is established and developed out of the individual's strong desire.

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?861 How powerful

He wanted to be a hero just out of interest, and he didn't pursue fame or fortune. Even Yangming Shuichi couldn't see any desire in Saitama. He just wanted to do this.

There is no external temptation, no demands from one's own desires, only a passionate heart.

"Why do I feel like you and I are very familiar? Have we known each other before?"

Instead, Saitama was a little confused.

Yang Mingxiu showed his admiration without reservation, which made him feel a little shy.

"Well, I'm not interested in men."

"Hahaha, I feel the same way about this."

"I just admire that you, as a human being, still possess such precious qualities."

People will respect, believe in, and trust characters like heroes and knights who live under the light. But will people really want to actively approach the sun that is too dazzling and brings warmth to people?

After all, in the eyes of most people, being too "correct" is itself an abnormality, which makes people appear too detached. But the fundamental reason is that the inferior side of most people's hearts is too big, but many people simply refuse to admit it.

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"Then let's fight, Saitama."

Give me the battle of my imagination.

"boom······"

The space seemed to be vibrating, and the earth was emitting a mournful sound as it endured an unbearable force.

Two figures, one big and one small, were colliding violently, making a series of roaring sounds. The fierce friction caused by the collision of air currents shattered the ground, and dust and particles spread around with the air waves at any time.

Compared to the size of a normal adult male like Saitama, the tall Yangming Shuichi was enjoying the treatment that only his enemies could enjoy, and was blown away by an extremely terrifying force.

The ground where the fight had just taken place could no longer withstand the terrifying power of the two absolute warriors. The high-energy air pressure that swept over caused the ground to begin to break. The strong shock even affected Genos, who was watching the fight on the side, and caused him to pause.

As a result of the collision of fists, Yang Ming Xiuyi rolled gracefully in the air and landed on the ground. Looking at his arm which had no bone support and had become completely soft and noodle-like, he revealed an increasingly ferocious smile.

That's right, this is the battle that I pursue, a true clash of strength against strength that only men can understand, an exchange between fists.

Next, this wasteland belongs to men.

The horrific injuries caused by the complete shattering of bones and muscle tissue have all recovered. Yang Ming Xiuyi once again stepped heavily on the ground with his feet and explosively attacked the bald man.

"Intentional punch... 2000%!!!"

"boom!!!"

The air was distorted, and under the terrifying strange force, Yang Mingxiu's fist was powerful enough to kill the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle in seconds.

Facing a monster among monsters, there was certainly no need for him to hold back.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

The sound of tearing wind blew over.

The powerful fist seemed to be able to penetrate everything as it launched a decisive attack on Saitama's still somewhat surprised expression. The terrifying force even started to roar before the fist reached his cheek. The hurricane twisted Saitama's somewhat dazed features, and his lips were blown up to reveal his healthy gums.

"teacher!"

Under Genos' worried gaze, his teacher, like Yangming Shuichi just now, was blown away.

The impact swept through Saitama's entire body, and he was pushed backwards at high speed, embedding himself deeply into the towering rock cliff behind him.

"You recovered so quickly, is this also a superpower?"

Saitama wiped the dust off his face with gloves, and his expression became obviously more resolute.

Yang Ming Xiuyi did not choose to pursue, but stood where he was, sighing in his heart.

He was intact, and apart from being a little messy due to the dust, his attacks did not cause any damage to Saitama at all.

Then he grinned.

——This really makes my blood boil, Saitama.

At the same time, the bald man in yellow also smiled.

This also means that you can enjoy this battle with some confidence.

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The fists collided with each other again, each carrying an unimaginable and terrifying force. If this punch was thrown in the city, it would be enough to blast a huge gap in the entire city with one fist as the radiation center, and even blast through the steel city bunkers. However, the young man who rarely suffered a defeat in frontal battles was shocked to find that his attack could not break Saitama at all, and it was even difficult to leave any scars.

Similarly, a look of shock also appeared on Saitama who was colliding with the young man.

As long as he unleashed his strength on Yang Mingxiu's fist, his arm and even half of his torso would suffer irreversible damage. He witnessed with his own eyes the damage of muscles and bones being completely twisted into impossible shapes. For an ordinary person, this would definitely be a tragic situation that would make it impossible to continue fighting.

But this tall young man used his incredible recovery ability to confront the enemy head-on, creating a strange balance.

Yang Ming Shuichi's response lies in the process of being constantly damaged and destroyed while constantly repairing his injuries, and in this process his strength does not decrease at all, and he still maintains the powerful suppressive force as when he just swung his fist. Saitama finds himself being pushed back a little in this weird tug-of-war.

——How powerful is this X2

The two of them couldn't help but cheer for each other in their hearts at the same time, and collided with each other again the next moment.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Using strength to confront the opponent head-on is Yangming Shuichi's obsession.

At the same time, under the influence of this obsession, Saitama's expression began to change, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied.

The force of the collision this time was even more exaggerated. Yang Ming Xiuyi's right hand was directly knocked away from the body, separated from the shoulder joint, and flew straight backwards.

"Oops!"

As a result, it was Saitama who showed a panic expression. Yangming Shuichi was not a monster who had to be eliminated. He was a hero who saved others just like himself. Even if he had some recovery superpowers, he was so excited this time that he directly cut off his arm!

Saitama's slight surprise was quickly dispelled by another left fist. Losing focus during a battle is a big taboo. If it weren't for the bald man's incomprehensible defensive power, this blow would have been enough to take his life.

?862 Head-on confrontation

"Don't let your attention wander during a fight, Saitama."

"you're right···"

Saitama smiled as he stood up from the rubble.

"I was rude."

The shirt had been completely torn apart in the fierce confrontation. Yang Ming Shuichi looked at Saitama with a wild laugh. He had a tall and strong figure, tight muscles that were full but not without vulgarity, reflecting the idealized masculine beauty, and those perfect facial features. He was obviously an Oriental, but his face had the characteristics of an alien race. His nose was straight, his eyebrows were clear, and his facial features were deep and tough. This very manly face was contaminated by the madness in the battle, making him look like a bad guy.

With this arrogant attitude, Saitama's facial features finally changed from an expressionless and dull look to something a little more "human".

"Use your full strength! Saitama, I will not die here!"

Yang Ming Xiuyi had a deep feeling that the opponent was holding back. He kept subconsciously colliding his fists with his own, and did not immediately adjust his posture to counterattack after being knocked away. The slight force he felt when his fist was about to hit him made him realize that this hero, who was actually the strongest hero, was worried that he would accidentally kill him.

——It's really humiliating, Saitama, with this attitude.

Except for the period when he had not yet understood the meaning of power, and the teasing of the Gap Witch Irena, he had never felt this kind of contempt from anyone else.

But I can't blame anyone, because there is indeed a gap in power between me and him.

The confrontation just now seemed fierce, but Yang Ming Xiuyi had already used all the strength he could.

In an absolutely pure physical collision, I am no match for him.

"Then don't die, Yangming Shuichi."

"Do not worry."

The battle of strength was lost, which was indeed a big blow to Yang Ming Shuichi, but he was not the kind of guy who could not withstand setbacks. His inner tenacity was reflected at this moment. Facing Saitama, he had to put aside his pride and use the "skills" brought by his own strength.

Saitama also began to clench his fists and began to accumulate power that should not appear in the world. Just as Yangming Shuichi was already a dimensionality reduction attack to many worlds, Saitama was also a dimensionality reduction attack in the eyes of the young man.

Even if we are bound to lose, it will be a spectacular defeat without any regrets.

Then the next moment, it was as if the space lost its sense of distance at that moment. Yang Ming Xiuyi widened his eyes, and Saitama's already somewhat tattered red gloves suddenly appeared in front of him. The arrogant young man felt a strong sense of death on his fist.

"A serious punch."

At this moment, Saitama seemed to no longer be a human being, but a god who represented "power" in the vast galaxy.

Use this punch to pay tribute to your opponent.

The body's instincts continued to warn Yang Ming Xiuyi about the kind of opponent he was facing, and whether his challenge was too presumptuous, as he thought that the opponent was impossible to defeat.

A deep feeling of powerlessness and unspeakable fear... spread uncontrollably in the young man's heart.

“You came at the right time!!!”

However, the next moment, Yang Ming Xiuyi responded to this biological instinct ferociously with his unchanging madness. He never knew how to retreat. He could accept either a glorious victory or a complete defeat. It was enough for him to do better next time.

Towards the fist that was destroying everything, Yang Ming Xiuyi also threw out his own fist.

The waist and hips were twisted to the extreme, and the whole person was like a longbow pulled to the full extent, even the strength of the toes was used, and in an instant, two fists that made the air roar collided with each other.

“Rumble——!!!”

"Teacher Saitama..."

Genos' eyes widened. The battle had reached this point. His technological prosthetic eye couldn't even keep up with the movements of the two men. He could only barely see a black shadow being blasted away at the moment of contact. The shattered earth and the raised dust made it impossible to judge the true game.

He was even almost blown away by the strong wind caused by the collision of fists.

As the thick smoke whistled up and cleared, he saw a familiar bald head.

His own teacher Saitama was standing there motionless, just staring blankly at the peak of his fist. His red gloves and half of his sleeves were torn into pieces by the impact, revealing his not-so-large but smooth arm muscles.