Saitama should have possessed the same infinite potential, yet Ye Chuan's unreasonable "wish" had forcibly shackled him with a "Limiter."
One kept growing stronger at a frenzied pace.
The other could only remain where he was.
The final outcome had long since been decided.
"Why..."
Saitama watched Ye Chuan grow faster and stronger, so fast that even his own eyes could barely track him fully anymore.
For the first time, bewilderment arose in his heart, which had known nothing but boredom all this time.
He could no longer keep up with his opponent's speed.
At last, under Saitama's bewildered gaze,
Ye Chuan appeared before him.
A fist wreathed in silver-white flames slammed into Saitama's gleaming bald head.
BANG-!!!!!
Saitama, the strongest man, who had never tasted defeat since becoming a hero,
was sent flying backward like a meteor shot out of the sky.
The light in his eyes slowly faded.
For the first time, he tasted defeat.
"...I lost..."
Saitama murmured to himself.
His voice was quiet, yet it reached the victor's ears clearly as Ye Chuan slowly descended from the sky, returning to his normal black-haired, black-eyed appearance.
"So..."
Saitama looked on, a sincere, guileless smile appearing on his face.
"This is what losing feels like?"
"It's really..."
"Not bad at all."
His defeat did not give rise to any negative emotions such as jealousy or hatred.
Because his desire to be "a hero for fun" would not change in the slightest over the outcome of a single battle.
He would never become another Garou, fallen into the darkness of monsters.
Just then, a cold system notification sounded in Ye Chuan's mind.
``` [Ding! Host has successfully defeated the Strongest in This World...]
[The current world's main trial has been completed!]
[You may leave this world and return to