"Hey, Yoru Machi, I ran into this guy first. We'd just exchanged names, so he should've waited until I announced my impressive hero name before fighting him."
Why Yoru Machi had suddenly appeared here, the bald man had no idea. No, he should have said that he was completely confused about who Centipede Elder even was.
But that did not stop Saitama from using the other party to change his absurdly lame hero name.
"Cut it out. I'd already been fighting this giant bug for ages over by the game arcade. He's my opponent.
And what names did you exchange? Isn't your name just 'Bald Cape Hero'?"
Centipede Elder, whom Yoru Machi had punched up to the surface, now had massive cracks spread across his carapace. That single punch had confirmed that his earlier intuition had been correct.
The White Reaper had not been serious at all before. If he kept fighting him, he would definitely die!
Although Centipede Elder possessed the miraculous ability to molt and regenerate, each molt consumed an enormous amount of strength. Even he could not use it repeatedly within a single day.
After being blasted onto the ground, Centipede Elder glanced at the surrounding city, still calculating how he could escape alive from that "Reaper."
Yet who could have expected that, in the next second, the existence he regarded as a nightmare and a Grim Reaper would suddenly be blasted straight out of the ground at a speed beyond the third cosmic velocity.
"There's actually another expert!"
Watching Yoru Machi's flying figure, Centipede Elder was utterly stunned. In his eyes, Yoru Machi at full strength was already an opponent he could not possibly defeat.
Yet someone had now sent such a powerful person flying like a cannonball. Just how strong was the one who had