The entire ruin suddenly shook!
Centered around the two figures, the rubble and debris within a hundred meters abruptly floated into the air, then silently turned to dust!
"Ha! Then here I come!" Saitama shouted as his figure suddenly blurred!
The air boomed! He shot toward Chen Tian as if teleporting, his gaze sharp as a blade. Pulling his right fist back and charging it to the limit, he then—without any flourish—threw it forward!
Chen Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and his left hand rose to block as fast as lightning!
"Royal Block!"
Blue magical power instantly covered his arm!
Saitama's heavy punch slammed to within a centimeter of the magic-covered palm!
The berserk force was forcibly deflected! The corners of Chen Tian's mouth lifted as his blocking left fist followed through with a counterattack!
The terrifying force of the blocked punch combined with his own strength, transforming into an even more violent shock wave that ruthlessly blasted back!
Saitama crossed both arms and took it head-on!
His entire body became a blurred afterimage and was sent flying several kilometers by the immense force, crashing hard into a stretch of ruins as smoke and dust surged into the sky!
"Impressive!" Saitama burst out of the dust cloud without a scratch, pure excitement on his face! He had just planted his feet and was about to charge back—
A black shadow flashed before his eyes!
Chen Tian had already appeared directly in front of him! His right hand gripped the Enma Sword Hilt tightly!
A blade flash? There was no blade flash!
A deadly sense of danger instantly overwhelmed Saitama's mind! Instinct beyond thought seized control of his body—he abruptly fell straight backward!
An invisible, razor-sharp trajectory that tore through space skimmed past the tip of his nose, silently slicing the half