Starting with one punch, I'll stop being human.

King's expression remained calm, as if he had been doing some repetitive daily task all afternoon, only occasionally taking a sip of his cola.

Han Sen looked completely satisfied. He leaned back on the sofa and let out a comfortable burp.

Beside him, various types of snack packaging bags had piled up into a small mountain.

His facial muscles were contorting wildly, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, as if countless small earthworms were wriggling under his skin.

He gripped the handle tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his eyes bloodshot as he stared intently at the television screen.

On the screen, the ending remains unchanged.

【KO!】

Finally, after being defeated by King in countless unbelievable ways, Saitama's sanity snapped...

A bloodcurdling scream, filled with grief, resentment, and despair, suddenly echoed over the uninhabited area of ​​Z City.

"No! Why?! I can't win even one game! Ahh ...

In the last round just now, Saitama learned from countless failures, abandoned all flashy but impractical combos, and adopted the most cowardly defensive stance throughout. He finally seized a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity when King was distracted by drinking cola.

He succeeded! He unleashed a perfect combo, reducing the damn little girl controlled by King to a sliver of health!

The dawn of victory is at hand!

However, just as he was about to finish the match with his final blow, the silver-haired little girl, who was left with only a sliver of health, suddenly erupted.

King didn't even put down his Coke; he gripped the controller with one hand, his fingers dancing across the buttons like a blur.

The pitiful little girl, just as her health was about to drop to zero, suddenly had a burst of crimson light in her eyes and entered a berserk state.

A 99-hit combo, incorporating techniques that Saitama simply cannot understand or counter, such as timing, forced cancellation, edge-limited attacks, and aerial follow-ups, is unleashed by King in an artful manner!

Saitama's game character didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain before his health was instantly evaporated by the deadly super long combo!

This was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Beside him, Han Sen patted his belly with satisfaction.

Looking at Saitama, whose head was almost solidifying and emanating black energy, and King, who looked calm as if nothing had happened, an unprecedented sense of relief and joy welled up in his heart.

Saitama, my good brother!

In this family, I'm finally not the worst one anymore!

On the other side, in City A.

The Hero Association's follow-up forces and the cleanup squad finally arrived at the disaster site, albeit belatedly.

When they looked at the ruins of the city center, which looked as if it had been bombarded by a series of meteor showers, everyone gasped and felt a chill run down their spines.

"My God... is this the destructive power of a Dragon-level monster?"

"Where is the monster? Where is the body of the monster who caused all this?"

The senior association official leading the team asked with a serious expression.

The staff quickly launched a thorough search, using the most advanced life detectors, but apart from endless signs of destruction, they couldn't find a single hair on the monster.

It was as if the strange man who caused such a terrible disaster had simply vanished into thin air.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a terrified but fanatical bystander was brought before Sitch.

"I...I saw it! I saw it all!"

"You saw it? Tell me quickly, what happened?" the association staff member hurriedly asked.

"It's King!" The passerby's eyes instantly filled with fervent adoration, and he excitedly stammered, "I heard it! The legendary roar of the 'Emperor Engine'! It was right beside my ears! The whole earth was trembling!"

"And then? How was the monster defeated?"

"It seems like King roared at the monster, and the monster vanished into thin air! Not even a trace remained!"

"what?!"

All the heroes and association staff present, including Sitch, were stunned.

Soon, several more surviving witnesses were found. Their accounts were largely the same, but each one had been slightly embellished and added by the author's imagination.

"That's right! That's right! I saw it most clearly at the time! King didn't even yell, he just gave that weirdo a cold glare, and that weirdo was so scared that he exploded!"

"No! What I saw was King's aura! His aura was too strong! I felt the earth tremble beneath his feet, and the surrounding ruins resonated. It was like a massive earthquake! The monster was shaken to death!"

"The strongest man on earth! Terrifyingly powerful!"

Ultimately, a report, meticulously analyzed and reasoned by experts, was urgently sent to the Hero Association headquarters.

The result is……

King's daily contribution +1.

His battle record is verifiable, but his strength remains unknown.

At this moment, the legendary strongest hero on Earth, who is said to be able to "explode anyone he glares at," is being relentlessly pursued by Saitama, who is furious at losing, and is asking for their 101st duel with tears in his eyes.

"King—! One more round! The last one! I'm sure I can beat you this time!"

King: "..."

—Ugh, my hands are so sore…

Chapter 174 Kabuto Express

Below the Saitama apartment building, the dim afterglow cast long shadows of the three people.

After being brutally beaten all afternoon, Saitama, with his powerful aura, now resembled a boiled egg that had lost its dreams, his eyes lifeless.

The glint in his eyes seemed to have been wiped away, leaving him like a salted fish whose soul had been drained.

After seeing the two off, he waved and floated upstairs like a ghost.

He was muttering to himself, seemingly reviewing his 108th defeat, or perhaps contemplating which city's supermarket sales to rob tonight.

"Han Senjun, then I'll take my leave too."

King straightened his collar and glanced at the man beside him, who was perfect from every angle, with a complicated expression.

He and Han Sen were old acquaintances, but every time they met...

Each one that has happened in the past has been more bizarre than the last.

"You're leaving? Here's what I'll do: I'll call you a taxi and take you to the station. It's hard to get a taxi here."

Hansen offered his suggestion with a smile.

"Uh...that's fine."

King looked around and saw that the deserted streets of Z City did not seem like a place where he could wait for a bus, so he did not refuse.

Han Sen took out his phone and randomly pressed buttons to make a call.

A short while later, a screeching sound of tires shattered the surrounding tranquility.

A strange taxi, painted entirely black and bearing a giant rhinoceros beetle logo on its roof, stopped precisely in front of the two with a drift that rivaled that of Initial D.

A wisp of smoke rose from the smooth skid marks, and the car body was less than a centimeter away from the curb.

King: "..."

He instinctively took a half step back, and the "Emperor Engine" roared uncontrollably.

—Whose nice taxi driver is drifting like that?! Has he not driven fast in five years?

"Hello, this is Jiadou Express Company. We are dedicated to serving you!"

While King was internally ranting, a handsome young man wearing a black baseball cap, revealing the lower half of his face, rolled down the car window.

He grinned at King, revealing two rows of bright white teeth that gleamed in the sunset.

After confirming with Han Sen several times that it was indeed the car he had called, King suppressed his urge to complain, bowed to Han Sen to thank him, and then cautiously got into the strange taxi.

The car door closed, the black taxi started smoothly, and then turned into a blur, disappearing in an instant around the corner at the end of the road with a graceful drift.

However, to King's great surprise, the anticipated soul-stirring journey and nausea did not occur.

From departure to arrival at the high-speed rail station, the journey was both lightning fast and incredibly smooth.

He didn't even feel the slightest jolt; only the rapidly receding scenery outside the window and the occasional roar of the "Emperor's engine" reminded him—

The speed of this car has definitely exceeded the limits of my understanding!

King frowned unconsciously, muttering to himself with a sense of unease, "That's strange..."

The driver, wearing a baseball cap, twitched his ears and immediately asked bluntly, "Is there something you're unhappy with about my driving skills, sir?"

"Ah, no, no!" King jolted, waving his hands hastily. A professional fake smile forced onto the fierce-looking man's face: "Your driving skills are the best I've ever seen! Absolutely perfect, a very satisfying trip!"

Praise it, what else can we do... We can't just jump off the train halfway through, can we?

"That's good... Oh dear, we've arrived!" As if he had just realized he had reached his destination, the young man drifted into a parking space and said somewhat listlessly, "Your friend has already paid the fare, please take care, sir!"

"Ah, thank you!"

At this moment, King demonstrated the results of his daily training, nimbly leaping off the car and walking away quickly without looking back.

In any case, he doesn't want to take this kind of abstract taxi again.

As King walked into the station, Han Sen's clone, who was playing the role of a taxi driver, smiled slightly.

With a flick of the steering wheel, the taxi executed another beautiful drift and U-turn, silently disappearing into the dense traffic.

"Strange……"

As King walked into the bustling station, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "What a peaceful day!"

In the past, he was considered incredibly lucky to have a minor misfortune every three steps or a major disaster every five steps.

If you manage to scare a couple of weirdos to death while out and about, you're considered a hero for your active patrols in the neighborhood.

Like today, all the way back to the bustling city center from the no-man's-land of Z City, not a single wolf-level weakling monster popped up...

It made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

In the distant, uninhabited area, King's mutterings were heard through the shared perception of the clone network, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Are you not used to not encountering weirdos?

I can only say that you truly live up to your reputation, King!

His battle record is verifiable, but his strength is unknown!

He encountered countless strange people, and almost every time he managed to escape unscathed!

From a certain perspective, the title of "strongest on Earth" is indeed well-deserved!

Little did King know that the no-man's-land in Z City had become the territory of a newly crowned Monster King.

Those monsters from the Monster Association who were active on the surface and wanted to cause trouble were either killed off by Saitama, an urban legend who was just interested in leveling up, or they retreated into the dark ground under Han Sen's orders and dared not show their faces.

The "Great Serpent" had only recently passed his seventh day of mourning, and no one dared to defy the king's decree.

Therefore, it's only natural that you won't encounter any weirdos.

After severing his connection with his clone, Han Sen's main body strolled into a deep, narrow, and garbage-filled unnamed alley.

The light was completely swallowed up here, making it even dimmer.

At the same time, his tall and slender figure began to undergo a terrifying and eerie transformation in the shadows.

Snap...!

Amidst the crisp, dense cracking of bones, the frail human body was forcibly stretched.

A black, mud-like substance rises to the surface of the body, and muscle fibers wriggle and reorganize like living things, solidifying and expanding!

The handsome and gentle human face was replaced by a cold and ferocious black carapace, and two burning scarlet eyes suddenly lit up in the darkness, exuding a terror and majesty that could make any living being tremble.

In just a few seconds, the handsome young man with a physique comparable to a top male model disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there was a terrifying monster over three meters tall, covered in a streamlined exoskeleton, with hideous bone spurs on its shoulders, elbows, and knees, exuding an absolute, kingly aura!

With a slight twitch of his matte, jet-black claws, Han Sen silently stretched out his powerful, monstrous body.

A dark shadow flashed, its pitch-black form seemingly merging into the shadow itself, smoothly disappearing into the ground.

The dark light and shadows silently passed through the thick strata, the complex underground pipe network, and the hard rock layers...