Chapter 50: Flying to the Moon
This was the single strongest attack King could unleash to date!
A Crimson Dragon, thousands of meters long, soared into the sky. Its roar shook the heavens and the earth, and its palpitating aura spread across thousands of miles instantly.
People within range felt an inexplicable panic grip their hearts. It was a primal fear encoded in their genes—the fear of a prey sensing the apex predator.
The sight of the giant dragon ascending was visible from all nearby cities. Every human in the vicinity witnessed this world-shattering spectacle.
Facing this attack, Saitama's expression gradually turned serious. The fierce gale whipped against his body, making his tattered white cape snap loudly in the wind.
He simply floated in mid-air and assumed a punching stance. Both fists clenched tight, his arm muscles bulged instantly, poised to strike.
The momentum of this move is pretty good...
Facing this [Night Guy], Saitama, even without getting serious, could actually sense a hint of danger.
He hadn't felt this sense of crisis in a long time. And now, King was able to make him feel it!
Although the feeling disappeared once he adjusted his mindset to be slightly more serious, it was enough to prove the strength of King's attack.
To show equal respect, Saitama raised his fist, his gaze sharpening.
Serious Pun—
Wait, I'm not allowed to use that.
Just as he was about to unleash a Serious Punch, Saitama froze, remembering that King had banned him from using the Serious Series for attacks.
In that case...
As he pondered, the roaring Crimson Dragon arrived right in his face from below. The destructive wave, carrying an ocean of majestic vitality, crashed directly into him.
One above, one below. 10,000 meters in the air. A head-on collision.
"Consecutive Normal Punches!"
Nearly a hundred Normal Punches overlapped, forming a wall of red fist shadows. Carrying unrivaled power, they smashed down onto the Crimson Dragon below.
For a moment, the world seemed to fall silent. All sound turned into nothingness.
Colors lost their meaning, fading into monochrome gray. Time seemed to stand still.
In the next second, color exploded back into the world. A violent energy storm swept outward from the center of their clash, covering a thousand miles in the blink of an eye.
At the heart of the storm, Saitama's hundreds of punches bombarded the surface of the Crimson Dragon, shattering it with crushing force.
Why does it feel... softer than last time?
If the previous Crimson Dragon felt like a block of frozen tofu, this one felt like soft tofu. It crumbled after just a few punches.
The moment that thought crossed his mind, amidst the scattering crimson fragments, King kicked Saitama in the abdomen.
That's right. The thousand-meter Crimson Dragon was just a decoy—a result of overflowing energy.
The true power was condensed entirely within King's physical body!
At this moment, King's body was on the verge of collapse. Instead of releasing the massive energy externally, he had sealed it all inside, subjecting himself to immense internal pressure.
Even with his terrifyingly durable physique, cracks of blood appeared all over his skin, threatening to burst him open at any moment.
But every time a crack spread, [Extreme Regeneration] instantly repaired the damage.
King was effectively dancing on the edge of disintegration.
Saitama realized he had been hit. His body was about to be launched by the boundless force.
But his reaction speed was godly. In a split second, he countered, landing dozens of Normal Punches squarely on King's body.
In the Sky.
A yellow streak of light shot toward space at breakneck speed. In 0.1 seconds, it broke free of Earth's gravity, flying in a slightly crooked trajectory.
Saitama tried to control his body in the air but couldn't stop. He continued hurtling uncontrollably away from Earth.
His yellow jumpsuit was completely torn at the abdomen, revealing six chiseled abs.
Clearly, King's ultimate, sublimated [Night Guy] had only managed to destroy Saitama's clothes.
Although it caused no physical damage, the residual kinetic energy still acted on Saitama, sending him flying into space against his will.
Saitama's eyes narrowed. He reached out and grabbed the empty void on either side. With grip strength beyond human imagination, he forcibly grabbed the air around him, solidifying it in an attempt to slow down.
His hands ignited with blazing friction fire as he clawed at the atmosphere, but it was a drop in the bucket.
Soon, as oxygen vanished, Saitama completely broke through the atmosphere and entered outer space.
He frowned. The lack of oxygen was uncomfortable, so he instinctively pinched his nose.
Finally, after flying for another ten seconds or so, he crashed heavily onto the cratered surface of the Moon.
He rolled over and slowly climbed out of the crater he had made, curiously examining his surroundings.
Dead silence. The lack of air meant sound couldn't travel. All Saitama could hear was the thump-thump of his own heart and the rush of blood in his veins.
I got kicked all the way to the moon...
That guy King really is amazing.
Saitama floated in the low gravity, stretching lazily. A look of satisfaction crossed his face.
He hadn't had a fight this enjoyable in a long time. Ever since his hair fell out, his strength had peaked, and every enemy died in one punch.
But this fight with King... even though he couldn't fully let loose because Serious Punches were banned, he was satisfied.
Alright, time to go back to Earth.
Saitama picked up a moon rock and tossed it lightly, gauging the gravity difference.
Then, he crouched down. His feet planted on the lunar surface. The solid muscles in his legs tensed instantly, ready to unleash unparalleled physical force.
CRACK.
With a soundless explosion, spiderweb cracks spread across the surface of the moon.
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