Sailing at Sea: The Breath of the Day at the Start

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"The victor, the hero, Silver Fang, Bangu."

The silver-haired boy chuckled and snapped his fingers. Bang was instantly enveloped in a green light, and all his injuries vanished in an instant.

This scene once again widened the eyes of everyone present.

The hero climbed out of the pit, filled with rage.

"Using such petty tricks! Damn humans!"

Filled with murderous intent and rage, it leaped onto the arena with a powerful push of its feet.

"I didn't lose!"

"Hero, stop!"

Big Eyes noticed something was wrong and quickly transmitted a message.

But a hero in a rage will never listen to it.

Just as it was about to land in the arena.

An unparalleled force of gravity descended upon him, pressing him directly back to the ground.

Under that immense pressure, Haojie lay flat on the ground, completely unable to move.

Its pupils shrank dramatically, its face filled with disbelief.

A strangely handsome silver-haired boy in the air looked down at it with a pair of heterochromatic vertical pupils, as if looking at an ant.

"Break the rules, die."

The gravitational force suddenly increased tenfold.

Before the hero could even utter a scream, he was crushed and flattened by that terrifying gravity.

A bottomless, pitch-black pit appeared on the spot.

48, a concentrated strike beyond the cell

The hero was killed.

Upon realizing this, the group of Dragon-level monsters felt a little uneasy, and a hint of apprehension flashed in their eyes as they looked at the silver-haired boy in the air.

The same applies to the heroes.

That hero, in terms of strength alone, is even stronger than Bang. If it were a fight to the death, it would probably take three S-class heroes working together to kill him.

But now, simply because they violated the rules set by that person, they were crushed like ants.

"It's like a power from another dimension..."

The Child Emperor looked at the figure in the air, his tone extremely solemn.

The same applies to Atomic Samurai and others.

The only person who could remain completely unmoved by witnessing the hero being casually crushed by Ron was probably the bald cape-wearing hero.

He's currently rubbing his chin, seriously considering whether he should learn some martial arts that look cool.

Bang jumped off the ring.

Atomic Samurai patted him on the shoulder: "Well done."

"As expected of Mr. Silver Fang."

"That makes it a win."

Everyone was in a good mood.

On the Dragon-level monster side.

"That idiot Haojie actually fell for that kind of trick. What a disgrace. I'll take this one."

"I want to show those heroes what true power is."

As Black Sperm spoke, he jumped onto the ring.

As soon as it stepped onto the ring, it was instantly crushed to the ground by nine times the force of gravity.

"This is really... a bit strenuous."

Watching it struggle to get up from the ground, Atomic Samurai couldn't help but frown, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Are the monsters going to send out something like that this time?"

"We were really underestimated."

Flashy Flash placed his hand on the hilt of his knife, his expression slightly cold.

Metal Bat, Genos and the others were also eager to make their move.

Tornado didn't even glance at her; such a minor character didn't warrant her involvement.

After barely adjusting to nine times the gravity, the black sperm on the platform stood up, put his hands on his hips, and said to the hero:

Who is my opponent?

Several S-class heroes who wanted to make a move exchanged glances.

Just as Flashy Flash and Metal Bat were about to say something, Atomic Samurai walked out carrying a katana.

"Let the older folks go first."

He stepped onto the ring.

Black Sperm stared at him, narrowing his eyes: "Oh? A hero who wields a knife?"

"is there a problem?"

Atomic Samurai looked down at it with disdain. "A guy like you can be finished off with one strike."

[The second battle between heroes and monsters: Atomic Samurai versus Black Sperm.]

Ron's voice had barely fallen.

Atomic Samurai drew his sword and slashed, a flash of sword light passing through the air.

Standing behind the black sperm, he sheathed his sword, while black sperm's body was covered in slashes, from which white light emanated.

"I told you, it would be over in an instant."

"Really?"

The mocking voices of several black sperm rang out behind them.

Atomic Samurai was startled and suddenly turned his head to look.

A dozen or so black sperm stood there, looking at him with mocking expressions.

"Sorry, I have countless cells that can divide indefinitely, so no physical attack will work on me."

"As swordsmen, you and I are the worst match. You're unlucky to run into me."

Undeterred, Atomic Samurai swung his sword again.

Dozens of sword lights slashed through the bodies of the black sperm, causing them to split again. Although their size decreased slightly, their numbers multiplied, and each small black sperm...

It still retains its own identity, possessing extraordinary strength and speed, and is not weakened by shrinking.

"Didn't I tell you? Your slashes will only make me stronger."

The black sperm spoke in unison as they attacked Atomic Samurai from all sides.

Atomic Samurai was sent flying by a single punch.

The heroes below showed slight changes in expression.

"It can actually split infinitely..."

"This is trouble."

Fubuki was also watching the battle on the arena intently.

Regardless, she hoped the hero would win.

"Atomic Slash".

Atomic Samurai unleashed his signature technique, the Atomic Slash, which is said to be able to cut objects down to the atomic level, instantly obliterating all the black sperm that rushed towards him.

"it's useless!"

A swarm of tiny black sperm grabbed his right leg and, before his wide eyes, threw him out.

Another group of black sperm threw punches at the atomic warrior in the air.

Atomic Samurai was sent flying again.

Tornado crossed her arms and stared at the battle on the ring.

No matter what kind of slashes Atomic Samurai unleashed, he could not threaten those black sperm. Instead, their numbers increased, and gradually, Atomic Samurai became more and more exhausted, and injuries began to appear on his body.

"Honestly, if it were me, it would have been over long ago."

Another atomic strike.

After one blow.

The Atomic Warrior, leaning on his sword, was panting heavily.