The Black Saitama

Dark purple Nen aura swept across the entire Heaven's Arena like a tsunami.

The glass curtain walls groaned under the strain, countless cracks spreading like spiderwebs from the edge of the ring. Fine shards of glass pattered to the ground.

Everyone in the audience felt a suffocating pressure, as if an invisible mountain were crushing their chests and making it hard to breathe. Some of the weaker spectators had already gone pale, clutching the armrests and coughing violently. Some even fainted on the spot.

"What the hell is this?! I can't breathe!"

"Is Meruem insane? No human should be able to possess this kind of power!"

"It's over, it's over! Teacher Saitama has finally met his match!"

The announcer's voice had gone completely hoarse. The hand holding the microphone trembled like a sieve, and he could not utter a complete sentence. The entire Heaven's Arena held nothing but the howling wind of Nen aura and the crisp sound of shattering glass.

Genos shot to his feet, every weapon system throughout his body unlocking at once. The missile bay in his shoulder snapped open, and the Energy Cannon in his arm began charging. Blue light flickered at the muzzle, which was aimed squarely at Meruem on the ring.

But his finger hovered over the firing button, unable to press it because of the rules of the Heaven's Arena. He could clearly sense the other party's energy level surging at a terrifying rate. It had already far exceeded Boros's previously detected peak. If this continued, the entire Heaven's Arena would be razed to the ground.

"Teacher! Get back! His energy has exceeded the safety threshold!" Genos's voice carried an urgency he had never shown before.

In the front row of the audience, Chairman Netero's prayer beads stopped in midair. His cloudy eyes