Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 263 Battle with Saitama!
That day, as Fujimaru Ritsuka and Reinhard decided the winner, the entire arena was almost overturned by the people's cheers.

[Let us salute the Sword Saint King Reinhardt for his tenth consecutive victory! Let us also congratulate Fujimaru Ritsuka, the strongest master of mankind! ——Continue your own legend! ! ]

[Wow!!! I grew eyes just to see this! ]

The host's scream was drowned out by the audience's shouts, and on the battlefield, Ritsuka placed the knife on the side of Reinhardt's face, and Reinhardt's blade was also aimed at Ritsuka.

Although the sword blades are intertwined to form a vertical and horizontal force, the difference is that Gojo Satoru is nearly 1.8 meters tall, while the Dragon Sword is not that long.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Gojo Satoru, that's long!
Such a simple truth allows Ritsuka to be one step faster and closer to victory.

But, in reality, even if Ritsuka really hit Reinhardt earlier, it would only be a 'first victory', not a victory.

even so--

"I lost."

The red-haired knight still took the initiative to admit defeat and put away his sword with a smile.

On the other side of Reinhardt, Ritsuka had a somewhat unhappy expression.

"No, the winner has not yet been decided. It's better to say that you let me win first in the initial fight. No matter from which angle you look at it, I lost."

"Winning or losing has different meanings to different people, but since I admitted defeat first, then according to the rules I lost." Reinhardt shook his head. "Anyway, our duel doesn't involve world points, right? There's no need to be so serious."

Indeed, Ritsuka's battles so far have not deprived other contestants of their world points, and it is because of this that Reinhard is willing to stop here.

He has no obsession with winning or losing.

"Also, this is the first time that someone has been able to directly break through the full force of the Dragon Sword's attack."

Reinhardt's expression was filled with respect from the bottom of his heart.

"You won."

"."

Feeling awkward, Ritsuka could only pout his lips and show a rare expression of a kindergarten kid who hadn't had enough fun. He hesitated for a long time before finally sighing.

"Well, let's have a serious discussion again when we have the chance."

"be sure."

The knight, who looked like he would never seriously spar with anyone else, nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Ritsuka's call again from behind.

"Oh wait, there's one more thing—"
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"You're awesome, Ritsuka. I didn't expect that you not only defeated the legendary swordsman, but also managed to get him to join our team."

After Ritsuka left the field, Tony immediately ran over, put his left arm around Ritsuka's shoulders, and touched Ritsuka's shoulders with his right fist, exclaiming in admiration.

"I'm sorry to ask you to sell your body."

"Please don't make it sound like I made some shady deal," Ritsuka retorted, "So, the confirmed players now are me, Tony, Blank, Jibril, and Reinhard."

That's right, Ritsuka successfully invited Reinhard to participate in the "Valkyrie of the Last Days" copy.

The other party was basically a good guy who would always help if possible. Moreover, he had a good impression of Ritsuka, and he didn't have any special needs for participating in the dungeon - Reinhard agreed on the spot.

The final Valkyrie is a dungeon in which humans and gods each select 13 people as warriors.

In other words, in order to win, at least seven people must be sure to win, or in other words, at least seven people must be gathered together seriously.

Now the number is five——

"Ritsuka!! You are so fucking brave! So brave!!"

Five--Gojo Satoru!?
Leaping out from the shadows at the corner, like a toad with a needle stuck in the butt, Gojo Satoru pounced on his prey like a hungry tiger.

Seeing this, Tony dodged, and it was Gojo Satoru who used a chokehold on Ritsuka.

No, it's the peerless devil sword——

"Who is this peerless devil sword? It smells so good! Listen to me! This move is banned right now! You are not allowed to use it again! Do you hear me? Otherwise, I will sue you until you are bankrupt even if it's just for the copyright fee!"

Ritsuka let Gojo Satoru hold his neck and shake him, and said this with a calm look on his face.

“But the Heroic War God requires both parties to agree to summon the spirit. That means you, Wu, really want to—”

"Gah! Don't say that!!"

Being told that by others was embarrassing enough, but if the person involved pointed out that "Gojo Satoru subconsciously agreed to all of Ritsuka's requests," it would be an absolutely, absolutely shameful scene for this genius.

However, if the three kids from the technical high school are included, the number of people has indeed reached the minimum standard of seven.

"Ah, I'm weak, so to be honest, don't expect much from me. Please let me participate just to make up the numbers." Glass raised her hand.

"But the minimum is too unsafe. After all, it is a screening copy, so we should gather as many strong people as possible." Xia Yujie also gave his opinion.

"of course."

Ritsuka, whose afterimage was shaken by Gojo Satoru's throat, remained calm and spoke seriously.

"We still need to gather more heroes."

"You are simply dissatisfied because you haven't fought with Saiki yet, right?"

Glass complained softly.

However, when everyone walked out of the player channel and passed by the battle table posted at the entrance of the arena.
"Hey?"

Tony made a short trill.

"I am not wrong, right?"

Schedule for X month X day:
[Saitama]——[Fujimaru Ritsuka]

Hey?
I beat Saitama! ?
Ritsuka looked sideways at the notice board, slowly raised his right hand as if he was raising it sideways, and then—

"Yoshi!"
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Background: Ritsuka and others' first target in the arena was Saiki Kusuo.

The reason is that as a player from a lower world, Saiki K.'s worldview score is not high, so he is forced to participate. Ritsuka believes that as long as he stays long enough, he will always meet him.

However, the scene today is beyond everyone's imagination.

Contestant: [Saitama]

Number of battles participated in: [12]

From the world: [One Punch Man]

World Grade: [A+]

Win/lose situation: [12 matches, 12 wins]

[Good morning! Hakoniwa!! Yesterday's arena was a battle between Fujimaru Ritsuka and the Sword Saint Reinhard!]

[I know, I know! You must have been fucking upset because of that battle. The sanitation workers at the arena strongly condemn your poor performance~][Of course, maybe they will have to work overtime to clean up the scene today, because today's battle is even more unpredictable and exciting than yesterday's! ]

[Bald Cape Warrior————Saitama!! ..Sound engineer, please remember to add some WWE fire effects here.]

Buzz!
[A living legend of the Outer Gate of the Box Garden, who was invincible on the first day of arriving in the main god space, participated in twelve games in two days, and then quickly disappeared. ]

[According to gossip, Saitama made a nasty mockery to the defeated player after the game! ]

[That's right! The strong must humiliate the weak! This is the rule of the Lord God Space.]

[However————a new challenger appeared in front of him. ]

[The powerful who disappeared, the new force that suddenly emerged. 】

【damn it----】

【Have a blast! 】

The radio was as loud as ever, and in the ring, Ritsuka was already warming up.

As for Saitama in front of him, he was wearing a yellow Superman suit with a white cape, which looked a bit rustic. There was no extra light in his drooping eyes, and he was staring ahead as if he was in a daze.

The story of this man begins a long time ago.

Saitama, 25 years old, blood type O.

My hobby is being a hero.

Although he has been carrying out heroic activities for some time, Saitama has not gained any satisfaction or sense of accomplishment in the process.

Honestly.

It should be said that it is 'lost'.

His story begins a long, long time ago.

After entering society, he was once in a state of unemployment and decadence, but in the battle with the monster called "Monster", he found the interest of wanting to be a hero when he was a child and began to work hard to train his body.

Do 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, and a 10-kilometer long-distance run every day, and don't turn on the air conditioner no matter how hot it is.

The last one is the key point.

Under such devilish training, Saitama gradually became stronger.

In three years, he gained great power, but also lost his emotions - and his hair.

All enemies were suddenly reduced to the point where Saitama could defeat them with just one punch.

Facing an enemy like that, the excitement of battle completely disappeared.

Just emptiness.

Just like a program that has not yet been completed, he continued his heroic activities.

During this process, due to some accidents, Saitama came into contact with Genos, and was pestered by the other party to be his master, thus expanding his own heroic business.

But it's no use either.

There has not been any opponent worthy of my seriousness.

The mood becomes calm.

Only in dreams can one feel the thrill of battle.
So, when the main divine space called Saitama——

He thought of that wish almost subconsciously.

[Please give me an enemy that I cannot defeat with one punch]

So, the world responded to his expectations.

A completely different world, a different copy space.

Saitama did find all kinds of different existences in it.

However, his favorite place was the arena.

Those who came here on their own initiative were all strong men from various worlds. Saitama, who was a little too carried away, couldn't help but come to this arena.

Everyone is very strong.

Stronger than most of the heroes he knew in his original world.

But...not enough.

After all, if it doesn't involve [World Points] and it's a life-and-death battle, most contestants won't use their full strength, and Saitama won't use his own World Points to satisfy his own selfish desires.

The only warrior he met who could make Saitama feel "throbbing", Reinhard said bluntly after meeting Saitama, "If we spar, I will lose, and if we get serious, the arena will be dangerous. There is no need to decide the winner here." Then he gave up.

Saitama, greatly disappointed, left, intending to look for the enemy in the dungeon.

However, the main god space normally has a development period - as long as you don't have the weird luck like Ritsuka, the difficulty of the first few copies will be relatively low.

Saitama, not satisfied yet.

so.
When he saw Reinhard and Ritsuka fighting, he stopped.

It was like something hit my heart.

Moving.

Throbbing.

And - anticipation.

That person is also looking forward to the battle, right?

If it were him——

You can satisfy yourself.

Yes.

Coming!

An absolutely strong one.

The loneliness that was born
What teaches you to love! ?
Why the hell are you here again?!
But this time, it's a fair competition. Without the nightmare mode, oh no, without the Ex-Machina mode, Ritsuka wouldn't have any chance of winning.

How can we win, and which "summonable heroic spirit" has a chance?
Um.
I have a great idea for a large-scale art project.jpg
Please see the next episode.

The Art of "Makyoro"

(End of this chapter)