Saitama clenched his fists, at a loss for words.
He had already prepared himself to rediscover the fulfillment that came from training, and he had been looking forward to it.
But the current situation was completely different from what he had imagined.
The people before him had gone far beyond the scope of what he understood as "training."
They were not merely martial artists who fought on a whim, but true martial artists who were willing to stake everything, give everything, and who loved fighting with all their hearts!
Saitama's expression grew complicated.
"What is it? Regretting your decision?" Shen Mo looked at him and said softly, "If you regret it, you can still return to your world. Even if you do nothing, your strength will continue to increase until it reaches a certain limit. Then, whether in your own world or in other weaker worlds, you can continue to be a hero who acts on a whim."
Bringing Saitama to this world had only been meant to satisfy his desire for "passionate battles."
But realizing that desire inevitably meant abandoning the label of "invincible."
Shen Mo was not joking.
Without the corresponding resolve, if Saitama continued to treat everything as something he did merely "on a whim," Son Goku and the others would catch up to him sooner or later, and might even crush him completely.
After all, the "universe" that had granted Saitama such potential was not particularly powerful either.
Listening to Shen Mo's words, Saitama continued to clench his fists, a rare look of struggle appearing on his face.
Could he really compete with these people before him?
After his advantage from his "trait" had been smoothed out, he suddenly realized that he might still be that ordinary person from the beginning, possessing an ordinary heart. The