Youpi did not ask another question.
He did not need to.
Shaiapouf's presence had nearly vanished, and Pitou's Nen Pressure had disappeared long ago. The bald man in the yellow jumpsuit before him was the culprit.
And he was even mocking him.
"You're dead."
Youpi let out a low growl, and Nen erupted from his entire body.
Red aura wrapped around him like flames. The air compressed with explosive cracks. He stomped hard, sinking the entire ground half a meter as spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly in every direction.
This was Youpi's unique Specialist Nen ability—Shape-Shifting and Rage Amplification. He had no flashy special techniques. All his Nen went toward strengthening his body and altering his form. For every point his rage increased, his strength and speed surged by another point. He was the only one of the Royal Guards with no "non-combat abilities" whatsoever. From the moment he was born, his existence had only two purposes: protect the King and tear his enemies apart.
The next second.
His figure vanished.
It was not that he had moved too fast to see. Pure explosive force had propelled him in an instant.
His enormous fist carried enough power to destroy the heavens and earth as it smashed toward Saitama's head. The force of that punch was enough to flatten a small mountain. Before the shockwave even reached him, the ground had already collapsed into a crater a hundred meters across.
Saitama shifted slightly to the side.
The fist grazed his ear and slammed into the ground.
Boom—!!!
A deafening explosion rang out.
A crater a hundred meters wide appeared in the ground. Broken stones and soil flew hundreds of meters into the air like a miniature volcanic eruption.
"Oh, you're pretty fast."
Saitama spoke.
Youpi said nothing.
His attacks fell like a