Macho Harem Paradise Project

"Did you win!?"

Teacher Saitama is so powerful, and my original choice was not wrong.

Of course, being able to fight with Saitama to this extent, Yangming Shuichi is also amazingly powerful. If the evaluation standards for monsters are used, Genos even suspects that the tall young man has the strength of a "dragon" level.

Even among the dragon class, it is quite powerful.

Saitama stood there, looking at his exposed fist, which had a few bruises. He had not been injured since he became bald. No matter how strong the force was, even the sharpest sword or the claws of a monster, it could not cause the slightest damage to his skin. However, in the collision just now, a strange force had injured him...

It was as if something had penetrated that invincible power and hurt himself.

Although this was just a trivial injury for a normal person, it still shocked Saitama.

"Oh no! Yang Ming Xiuyi was not beaten to death by himself!"

Then he reacted and was about to run over to check on the safety of the opponent who had aroused a little fighting spirit in him, but his eyes widened again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

What kind of sound was that? Anyone who heard it would be shocked involuntarily, and their heart would tremble. Even Genos, who was watching from hundreds of meters away, could hear it clearly, and the mechanical parts in his body began to tremble slightly in unison with the sound.

"Is this... a heartbeat?"

Genos suddenly remembered one of the S-class heroes, who had a tough appearance and a terrifying heartbeat that sounded like a pre-war preview when the battle was about to begin.

The seventh in S-class is named King. His most iconic features are his unmoving body when encountering monsters and his "Emperor Engine" that beats like a war drum.

——It hurts so much.

It has been a long time since I felt such pain, Yang Mingxiu thought to himself.

There was no way to relieve the force when flying backwards, and his body was deeply embedded in the huge rock behind him for probably thousands of meters. This was the effect after he used his own strength to "resist".

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?863 Bloody confrontation

The "skills" he used, which were infused with the power of life, were almost impossible to cause some internal damage. His fists were covered with life, and only caused some minor skin damage. This was meaningless to Saitama and did not affect his combat performance.

The piercing pain made him show no expression, whether it was himself being buried deeply or his body trembling and wailing. When the pain reached its peak and the last moment was unbearable, that was the opportunity for a counterattack.

What doesn't kill Yangming Shuichi will only make him stronger.

The heartbeat continued as Yang Ming Xiuyi emerged from the rock that had buried him deeply, and his appearance also changed slightly.

That pure black medium-length hair, which made Saitama extremely envious, turned into a dazzling golden color that sparkled under the sun.

Although he looked a little disheveled because of the dust, Saitama smiled again. The other party really kept his promise and did not die. Instead, he looked...

Even more powerful.

The hardships pushed Yang Ming Xiuyi to this height, but his unwavering will allowed him to always walk on his own path, and his tenacious will also made him never understand the meaning of retreat.

That’s right, there are always such beings in the world that are so powerful that you cannot defeat them no matter how hard you try.

But this was just a competition, and there was no deep hatred between the two. They could even shake hands and become good friends after the fight. Yang Ming Shuichi himself also admired this extremely pure hero.

Are you satisfied with this?

Use a defeat to satisfy yourself?

It’s not enough... it’s far from enough.

For Saitama, it is a competition, but for himself, it is a challenge to the unbeatable person, a hymn of life to the powerful opponent, and also the answer that must be delivered to himself.

If the outcome is not what I want, I must blossom with everything that belongs to me before the dust settles.

"That was a nice punch, Saitama. My upper body was almost broken."

Under the sunshine, like a majestic god, Yang Ming Xiuyi felt the power flowing in his body. This power did not belong to him, but was an ability he accidentally gained in a lottery in the world of Black Bullet, and he used it here.

——Shock absorption.

The force of the attack is absorbed into the body and becomes a force that can be used by oneself. Of course, the degree of this force has an upper limit, which is manifested as the user's own body's ability to resist attack. In other words, as long as the user can bear it, Yangming Shuichi can use this absorbed power to make himself stronger during the battle.

If you look closely, you can see that his hair has not only turned into a dazzling pure golden color, but is even burning with a flaming luster.

The deep black eyes also turned into scarlet red pupils, which contained the will to fight and the fanaticism that never understood the meaning of retreat.

"Next, it's round two."

"Yangming, I'm so glad you're okay."

“...Thank you for your concern.”

The declaration that originally contained the intention to fight was interrupted by Saitama's concern. The young man smiled and became more determined in his idea.

Saitama is a pure hero.

On the contrary, what about Yangming Xiuyi?

He possesses extraordinary enthusiasm and frightening cruelty, the nature of a fool, and the greed of an egoist, but compared to ordinary people, he is so dazzling that people can't help but want to see what feats he can accomplish in the future, and whether that arrogant attitude can really be maintained forever.

At that moment, both of them saw in each other's eyes the tacit understanding that only men could understand.

They have been lonely at the top of their own peak for too long. Whether it is Saitama or Yangming Shuichi, it has been a long time since anyone could threaten them.

Although this threat is more profound for Yangming Shuichi.

"Is he laughing?"

Genos saw that Yang Ming Shuichi's expression did not change from beginning to end, and he even vaguely saw satisfaction, appreciation, and approval. The overly raised corners of his mouth showed a fanaticism that ordinary people could not understand.

"Continuous normal punches!"

"Intentional punch - 5000%!!!"

"Boom boom boom——!!!"

It was as if countless tons of bombs were constantly exploding around the two of them, rocks were cracking, and the earth was crumbling. This uninhabited wasteland was probably no longer suitable for any life to exist.

The fists of both men formed an impenetrable net, and they threw left straight punches, right straight punches, one after another at each other. Even at such a distance, Genos was almost blown backwards by the hurricane caused by the collision. If he had not been crawling on the ground in a rather embarrassing posture, using the thrusters on his back to offset the force, he would have been blown away by the constant strong wind.

All the forces that can be used in battle have been exerted to the limit. With a far-sighted eye, one can quickly analyze Saitama's subtle muscle movements and the initial movements, allowing oneself to exert the corresponding force. If this step goes wrong, it may instantly disrupt the current balance of power that can only be achieved through almost self-mutilation and burning.

Life is the most critical and important thing. As Yang Ming Xiuyi's most original power, it is responsible for preventing the young man's body from being torn apart by the opponent's violent power, super-efficient recovery, and the power circulation that provides impact absorption, as well as the young man's own strong body.

Punishment is useless, sentencing is useless.

The footsteps of the two men were deeply embedded in the earth, and each step would cause the earth to fall into endless wailing. The footsteps sank deeper and deeper as the power burst out. The impact of their fists on the opponent's fists did not feel like a collision between flesh and blood at all, but rather a collision between two mountains that reached into the clouds.

During the confrontation, Saitama's yellow tights had completely disappeared, leaving only half of his pants. There were even some bloodstains from where his fists landed, but he looked like he was enjoying it, and his expression was even more cheerful than before.

On the other hand, Yang Ming Shuichi's body would pause after each blow. The horrific process of his arm being instantly destroyed was repaired in the blink of an eye, and then he swung his fist again. At this moment, all he could do was to complete this bloody confrontation as much as possible before his strength was exhausted, constantly repairing his body, constantly eroding Saitama's fist with the power of life, and at the same time constantly squandering the impact absorbed from the opponent's attack force.

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?864 A magnificent defeat

If he doesn't first use his fist to dissipate this excessive impact force, the force absorbed by the impact will make his body like a barrel full of water. If he continues to release the pressure, the barrel will be damaged internally due to the internal pressure, bringing destruction to itself.

Just like a fully charged battery being forcibly fed with electricity, the excessive power will destroy the container itself.

Compared to Saitama, who has not felt the pain and pleasure for a long time, Yangming Shuichi is the one who is truly walking on a tightrope. If there is a mistake in the linkage of any power, he will collapse without even needing Saitama's attack.

But in a man's fight, no retreat is allowed until either side is completely defeated.

Fight! Use direct fighting to prove your strength, and use an absolutely upright attitude to fight any enemy who releases the desire to fight against you. Yangming Xiuyi punched in a wild laugh, completely ignoring the pain and collapse of his body due to excessive absorption of impact. The dazzling golden hair began to ignite thick scarlet flames, and the scarlet eyes began to shed tears of blood.

When shock absorption is used to the extreme, an additional ability will appear.

Rampage.

Reduce pain, use strength more efficiently, squeeze every inch of the body's strength and potential to the limit, and exert the limits of human imagination. Of course, these effects have little effect on Yangming Shuichi.

The effect of impact absorption in this battle is more like giving Yangming Shuichi a ticket to face Saitama head-on.

Perhaps the two people in the fierce battle have already noticed the subtle changes in the battle situation, but this change ultimately came from Yangming Shuichi.

Saitama has already discovered that his opponent can no longer hold on.

From the collision that could barely offset each other's force just now to the point where his fist could almost suppress it, Yang Ming Xiuyi's body had reached the critical point. The power of life was over-used, and his body was expressing its dissatisfaction to him, but it was not satisfied yet. This sense of relief, this sense of crisis that he could die at any time, this battle where his life was hanging by a thread, Yang Ming Xiuyi could no longer care about too much and was only focused on constantly squeezing out his potential.

The War Ghost, who was pursuing his desires, was completely trapped in the high-intensity confrontation battle. His recognition of Saitama was not only because of his extremely pure spiritual world, but also because of his unique fighting style, which was the same as his own.

Face the enemy head on and throw your fists.

At the same time, it must be able to satisfy Yang Ming Xiuyi's desire for battle. The opponent cannot be too weak, and the stronger the better.

"boom!!"

The last explosion that echoed between heaven and earth sounded, and the two men took a step back at the same time. Obviously, compared to Saitama, whose clothes were torn and blood was flowing from the fists, Yang Mingxiu did not look in good condition.

The damage caused by excessive absorption of shocks caused his perfect muscles to begin to crack, and his beaten body began to be unable to bear it. The moment he activated the shock absorption, it was no longer Saitama who was injured, but his own excessive use.

If he stops even for a moment, he will be the first to lose.

"That's enough, Yangming, you are very strong, but if you continue, you will die."

Having personally experienced the high-intensity fight just now, Saitama was well aware of the changes in the opponent's physical condition, from being able to recover at the beginning to being powerless later.

"call···"

The overly heavy breathing told Yang Ming Xiuyi that his now very broken body was no longer able to fight, but the fire that had finally ignited in his eyes had not yet extinguished.

He is a madman, but he is definitely not a lunatic who takes his life too lightly, and he is not willing to sacrifice his life for this high-intensity competition.

I have a lovely wife waiting for me to return home, and there are so many worlds waiting for me to conquer. I still have a long way to go.

"Oh...indeed."

Yang Ming Shuichi admitted this. Even though he had the power of life, the pressure of fighting fists with Saitama was too great.

"Huh...huh..."

Gasping for breath, he asked himself that apart from the two times at the zoo and with the Apocalypse Bird, he had never been so embarrassed before.

"Saitama, are you satisfied?"

"Well, you are very strong. You are the strongest person I have ever met. I recognize you very much."

The bald man nodded seriously, which made Yang Ming Xiuyi couldn't help laughing.

Finally, he had given it his all, and the other party was just satisfied. Saitama certainly had no intention of looking down on him. Yangming Shuichi knew deeply that he was just resisting because of his unwillingness.

There was no need to use Dragon Flame, as it would definitely be ineffective. This also included Punishment and Judgment, which had no effect on Saitama. After all, even when facing the life force that he exerted all his strength on, Saitama only had some damage to his skin.

This is simply not a dimension of power.

There was no point in continuing the fight, and Yang Ming Xiuyi could not imagine any way or chance to win.

However, this does not mean that I have to escape.

This was a sparring match, a challenge that he had proactively proposed. Saitama was already very satisfied with the fight to this point. The crazy young man even aroused his long-lost fighting desire and the excitement he felt when punching.

"Final blow."

"Saitama, take this blow and accept my defeat."

Failure was imminent, and Yang Ming Shuichi accepted it calmly. Saitama was an opponent that he could not defeat at all in his current state.

Then let your defeat be even more gorgeous.

The burning golden hair instantly turned back to its original jet-black color, and the red eyes also returned to jet-black.

The man's blood-stained body and right fist began to gather strength again.

All the remaining strength in the body must be mobilized, including, of course, absorbing the power from Saitama.

"Yangming! You!"

Faced with this massive accumulation of power, the corners of Saitama's mouth curled up even more.

The excitement of fighting is not only about whether both sides have exerted their full strength. In terms of this point, in fact, only Yangming Xiuyi is satisfied. He can be said to have exerted all his skills.

But for Saitama, just swinging his fists recklessly and feeling the feedback from the punches is enough.

"Intentional punch - 10000%!!!"

His eyes were burning with passion, and the man's passion and inner desire were clearly shown.

The heartbeat was beating as fast as a war drum, with a fanatical desire to fight.

The body twisted into a sky-breaking spear that was thrown out, and the muscles all over the body were squeezing out the last bit of strength for the power released by Yang Ming Xiuyi.