"Since pure strength doesn't work on you..."
Ye Chuan looked at Saitama, a trace of a magic caster's cold calculation flashing through his pitch-black eyes.
"Then let me see whether a physical-type cheat like you can withstand magical attacks!"
"-[The Goal of All Life Is Death]!"
"-[Heart Grasp]!"
"-[Wail of the Banshee]!"
"-[Dark Fertility Offered to the Mother Goddess]!"
"-[Wish Upon a Star]!!!"
In an instant, Ye Chuan hurled dozens of super-tier spells from his [Ainz Ooal Gown] inheritance at the bald man all at once, in a frenzy that completely disregarded their cost!
He intended to use this most shameless, most unreasonable magical bombardment to test the true limits of the monster before him!
Yet, faced with the all-encompassing rain of magic.
Saitama simply remained where he stood.
Then he casually threw a punch at the magic filling the sky.
BOOM-!!!
The entire world seemed to fall utterly quiet beneath that single punch.
Every spell, whether instant death, time stop, or an attack on causality, was crushed like fragile bubbles before the absolute power of that punch.
A bitter smile appeared on Ye Chuan's face, and he let out a long sigh.
"You're really..."
"Far too much of a freak."
He finally abandoned the foolish idea of confronting this cheat head-on.
"Hey! You! Stop running!"
Saitama looked at the black-haired youth, who always narrowly evaded his attacks in an extremely bizarre way at the most critical moment, with an utterly disgruntled expression.
"Seriously, you look so strong, so why are you as slippery as an eel?!"
Grumbling, he stamped down hard and shot toward Ye Chuan again like a cannonball!
Yet Ye Chuan had already pushed the spatial powers of the [Door-Door Fruit] to their limit!
Like a master trickster, he frantically darted back and forth along the boundary