Even after crossing into another world, energy had not disappeared.
However—
In a world with unequal power systems, activating one's power was not necessarily a good thing. For example, activating the energy of One-Punch Man or the Super God world could destroy everything in an instant. One had to control that power perfectly to wield it freely.
It was like cutting tofu on a thread as thin as silk. No matter how great one's strength was, it had to be restrained; it was entirely a matter of control and deft force.
They changed into their clothes.
They put on gloves.
The two bumped fists.
There were emergency plans even if someone got injured, so there was not much to worry about on that front. Besides, with Karanomori's help, there would be no problem at all.
PK...
Begin.
Yan handled everything with ease, even when fighting Sasayama. He even had the leisure to study Sasayama's moves. For instance, this move he had never seen before sparked the slightest bit of interest in him.
"Sasayama... what kind of move is that?"
"M Lai Martial Arts."
"Is that a fighting technique?"
"My silat is a mishmash of Jeet Kune Do and military combat. It's an unorthodox style."
"Military combat...?"
"Back then, human soldiers were the backbone of the military. Tanks and fighter jets, without anyone to operate them, would just..."
"I know that much."
"Knowing and understanding aren't the same thing, Yan..." Sasayama's smile was complicated, as though he had touched a wound that should not be touched. There was a trace of misery in it. "Purely harming others, killing them if possible—it's a technique that exists for total suppression. Without relying on Automated Machines or Dominators. Bare fists, kicks. Choking necks, breaking bones..."
"..."
"I don't know what the others think... but