Heroes Association Headquarters!

"Alarm! Alarm!! Super high energy reaction was found! The energy level is being confirmed...the target location is being corrected..."

"Alarm! Alarm!! The energy level is unknown, the coordinates of the energy reaction point x-404, y-404!"

"Alarm! Alarm..."

The harsh alarm continued. In the headquarters base, the hall full of technology, rows of huge screens flashed with red dangerous words. Staff in black suits quickly operated the instruments, looking at the bright red on the screen, all sweating.

"What the hell is going on? Why is there such a powerful energy reaction?" Maybe the man at the level of the chief didn't bother to wipe off the sweat from his forehead, snatched the staff's position, and quickly started operating on the instrument.

"We are still exploring the specific situation, and we can only confirm that the area where the energy is located is very close to City A, which is the death desert!"

"Damn it, what about the image of the energy reaction area? Where is our satellite? Why don't we call out the image?" Hearing the subordinate's reply, the commander became even more urgent. The headquarters of the Heroes Association is located in City A, less than a thousand miles from the desert. This is not a safe distance, so there is no chance of luck. The worst thing is that they are now like blind people and know nothing.

This is the most dangerous!

"We cannot form an effective image. The magnetic field interference at the location of the energy reaction point is very strong, and the satellite cannot see anything." A staff member wearing a headset called out the imaging image on the screen, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

"I don't want to hear these words. Immediately, immediately, even if I run to the reaction point, I have to make the image!" The commander said angrily. These broken machines will fall out at critical moments.

"But even if we rushed over as fast as possible, it would probably be too late..." The staff member was halfway through his speech, and hesitated and did not dare to continue.

"We need his technological power to let the Metal Knight take action." The commander had a sudden inspiration and immediately ordered.

"Yes, I'll do it now!"

"Continue to monitor the energy reaction point and let our satellites watch it tightly. Once suspicious objects come in and out, lock it up immediately. Also, let all the S-level heroes in the headquarters go over..." The commander prayed secretly, but don't be a weird person, otherwise how powerful would the weird person with this energy be?

Dragon level! Or God level?

In the desert, Duke stood in mid-air, and the air-dance technique gradually descended and stood in front of Saitama.

Saitama was stunned: "What's wrong? Is the battle over?"

"No, it's just that the warm-up is over!" Duke licked his dry lips, his body covered in blood, but it was a bit horrifying.

"That's great, but, isn't your injury important?" Saitama pointed at Duke, as if he was a little troubled. He didn't want to end the battle, but Duke seemed to have lost too much blood, so he might just pass by at any time.

Duke grinned, folded his hands on his chest, and his figure suddenly expanded, and then shrank back.

"Life is returned!!!"

White steam emanated from Duke's body, the bruises faded and disappeared, and the bloody wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. What's even more exaggerated is that all his energy and spirit recovered to the peak in an instant, and even became stronger.

"So...so amazing, how did you do it?" Saitama said in shock.

"After a long period of cruel training, I have to fight my body to the limit, and finally my mastered physical skills and life is returned! I can freely control every cell in my body. As long as the energy in my body is injected into my limbs, internal organs, bones, and even my hair, I can recover the damage I suffered at the fastest speed."

"So amazing, so amazing!" Saitama asked with envy and full of expectations: "Can you really control your hair?"

"..." Duke rolled his eyes and said, "Others can't say anything, but Saitama must have no chance. No one can save his scalp follicles.

"How about it, can you really control your hair?" Saitama was impatient.

"I'll tell you when the battle is over."

"It seems that I'm going to speed up the battle to end!" Saitama clenched his fists, and the flames ignited in his eyes, and the hair follicles found their way to survive.

"Haha, you really dare to say that I have many tricks that have not been used yet!" Duke's eyes narrowed, and the aura in his body thundered again, his whole body covered with a white aura that seemed to be solid.

The gravel on the ground seemed to have escaped from the gravity and floated in the air.

Saitama's eyes lit up, a trace of shock and heat flashed, and Duke's aura was stronger than before.

"So strong, then I'll attack first this time!" Saitama was just speaking, his sloppy face suddenly blurred, his figure disappeared, and only the afterimage was still there.

A huge fist magnified rapidly in Duke's eyes, giving people the feeling that he will die as long as he is hit. The huge fist shadow is indeed an illusion, which is a sensory misleading caused by the distortion of power in the space, but it is impossible to say whether it is an illusion that one blow will die. The person who punches is Saitama. He is hit by him with one serious punch and he may die!

Duke was already on guard. At the moment of the attack, his body suddenly deflected half of his body. When he was staggering Saitama's fist, he immediately changed from guard to attack, and his elbow was lifted heavily and hit the back of Saitama's head.

Whoosh!

The elbow hit me empty!

The touch from his elbow told Duke that he hit only a afterimage.

"So fast!"

There was not much time left for Duke to be surprised. When he noticed Saitama's figure, the opponent's attack was close at hand. His invincible fist was approaching, but Xiang wanted to avoid it but found it was too late.

brush!!

A heavy punch blows the air, forming a gradually expanding vacuum area.

When his fist was smashed down, Duke was knocked away like a kite with a broken string. His body fell to the ground and was plowed out by the impact force, extending into the distance.

"Is it because I'm too fast?" Saitama scratched his bald head, with a slightly innocent face.

"Where are you looking at?"

Duke's voice came from behind, and Saitama suddenly widened his eyes and turned around unexpectedly. Before he could react to what had happened, he was kicked to the rib side and flew horizontally.

Duke's five fingers were bluffed, and in the most accurate position of Saitama, a series of qigong cannons were fired one after another, locking the target accurately like a laser. The rumbling explosion caused a rolling yellow sand, which was exchanged for Duke's more fierce firepower suppression.

In the middle of the explosion, a fist swung out fiercely, blowing all the Qigong cannons. Saitama rushed over, and the bald head rubbed against the air, lit up a fiery red luster.

"Good come!"

Duke shouted loudly, and rushed forward to Saitama with both feet.

The two of them staggered their fists in the air and hit each other's face, and time stopped for a while.

Bang bang bang bang, the fierce fighting sound continued to flash with dazzling light, and the fierce battle stirred the air and triggered a continuous whistling sound. Because of the extremely fast speed, the area where the air was blown up could not be quickly recovered, which led to the evolution of a vacuum, making a sound roar.

call out!!

While moving at high speed, Saitama suddenly lost his capture of Duke. He was wondering what trick this was. One arm stretched out from the blind spot of vision and grabbed his wrist.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!