Naruto: Limit Breaker Chapter 328: Test

Chapter 328: Test

As the saying goes, one should be grateful to those who do good for him. After he took out extrely high quality ingredients and made Saitama a fairly rich dinner, the other party was in a very good mood.

This was certainly not a coincidence, but intentional.

In the public hero information provided by the Hero Association, there was a record that Saitama often joined the Saturday supermarket discount events.

The fact that an B class hero joined these discount promotions because of his poor finances was surprising to many citizens, so they found it interesting and wrote it down.

Saitama did not seem to be good at making money. Even the monthly salary from the Hero Association was not high. If he did not "go to work" that month and did nothing to protect the city, he would not receive much pay.

Because of this, both his living space and daily necessities were quite tight.

However, according to his own explanation, grabbing discounted items in the supermarket on Saturdays was also one of the few ways he could find so fun in his boring life.

And it was not only Saturdays. Almost every week he had fixed activities.

For example, going to Bang’s dojo to play rock paper scissors with the old man, watching his disciple train, joining the S class hero Tornado in battle, playing chess with the head of the Hero Association in City Z, or hanging out with the Bicycle Knight...

At first, he did not have much to do, but as he got to know more friends, the things he did every month and every week slowly increased.

Later, since he never found a suitable opponent, these daily routines beca the main the of his life.

As for fighting monsters, he only acted when he happened to run into one, or when the Hero Association called him.

Generally speaking, Saitama no longer took the initiative to search for or provoke monsters.

After all, a nearly invincible life was boring, and doing the sa thing over and over, like punching, was boring too.

And so...

Ryosuke, who felt the sa way, had similar experiences.

However, compared to Saitama, who used daily life to fill his loneliness, Ryosuke focused more on continuous improvent and training.

It was inevitable that he asked about training.

"So... how do you usually train? How did you get such almost invincible strength? Compared to other people on this planet, the gap between you and them is really too huge, like the gap between heaven and earth."

"How did you trainit your strength in a situation like this? If it is inconvenient, you do not have to answer."

Ryosuke was very curious.

In his previous life, he had been the overlord of the universe, traveling everywhere, experiencing many training systems, improving himself step by step, until he pushed the talent of his race to the limit and gained a nearly immortal life.

So how did Saitama, in a world with relatively scarce resources, gain such strong power? Was he self taught?

A sudden enlightennt that separated immortal from mortal?

"There is nothing to hide."

Saitama answered casually, "Every day I do 100 push ups, 100 sit ups, 100 squats, and a 10 kiloter long distance run. And no matter how hot it is, I am not allowed to turn on the air conditioner."

After a pause, he added very seriously, "Even if the temperature is over 40 degrees during the sumr, I never turn on the air conditioner."

Overall, after spending ti with Ryosuke, Saitama felt that he was a decent guy.

At least on the surface, he was polite and straightforward.

Ryosuke did not hide the fact that he was not from Earth, nor did he hide the purpose of coming to find him. That was enough.

As the saying goes, you do not hit a smiling face. Since the other side was polite, he would treat him politely too.

"..."

Ryosuke’s originally curious expression froze.

He did not feel that Saitama was joking.

Which ant his words were true.

Are you kidding ? Is that kind of training thod considered difficult?!

Ryosuke looked at Saitama in front of him with an expression of complete confusion.

In fact, there was sothing he had been bothered by from the mont they t. "Can I take the liberty of checking your body?"

"Huh?"

Saitama, who was still eating, suddenly frowned, leaned back a little, and looked at Ryosuke with so wariness.

"I an... I will just take a look."

As Ryosuke spoke, before Saitama could refuse, a faint glow flashed in his eyes.

Under the power of the Tenseigan, everything about the person before him, from his outward appearance to his inner body, and even his soul, was fully exposed to his gaze.

But the result shocked him.

"Ordinary."

He muttered in disbelief, "It is a completely normal human body, just a little stronger than the average person."

He could see clearly the strength of the muscles and the functioning of the internal organs.

Not only was the physical body extrely ordinary, there was no special energy inside it to activate this normal body and give him invincible power.

The scene before his eyes was no different from a complete collapse of an idol.

"How... how is this possible!"

Ryosuke stood up in disbelief. "How is this possible!"

The obsession that had carried over from his previous life to this life made it hard for him to accept what he saw now.

But soon, he cald down with amazing speed.

Maybe... there were other reasons.

"What’s wrong?"

On the other side, Saitama looked completely confused.

He had seen Ryosuke’s eyes glow, and then the man’s whole body reacted like he had just seen Sadako crawl out of a television. It was really hard to understand.

"Nothing."

Ryosuke forced down his turbulent emotions. "Mr Saitama, I would like to ask you to have a test match with first."

After a mont, he added, "Just a normal fight. If you attack , I will not fight back."

"I want to test how big the gap in strength between us really is."

I am worried that if we really fight properly, I might accidentally kill you.

Ryosuke did not say the last sentence.

Judging from Saitama’s physical strength, Ryosuke felt he might be able to defeat him with just a flick of his finger.

But the mories in his mind made him think it would not be that simple.

There was no doubt that the one who had fought that life and death battle with him in his previous life had been Saitama.

The Hero Association had very complete records of Boros’ invasion, and there was no mistake about his past life being from this world.

This guy definitely had so secrets. Maybe... he would only see them clearly in battle.

"Huh?"

Saitama was stunned. "Right now?"

He glanced at the darkness outside the window. "But... it is already really late. As I get older, I sleep longer. How about tomorrow?"

They had talked for a long ti during dinner.

Since soone who knew he wanted a worthy opponent was willing to fight him, Saitama did not mind trying again.

Anyway, so many years had passed. One more fight or one less fight did not change anything.

"...At night?"

After what he had just seen, Ryosuke’s desire to see that power again only grew stronger.

He always felt that in the process of reincarnation, there were many things he had forgotten and sealed away.

"So... would you be willing to punch right now, if it was dayti?"

Ryosuke stared firmly at Saitama.

Just as Saitama was puzzled, the ground beneath his feet suddenly shook.

Then he clearly felt the sky and earth tremble.

At the sa ti, he watched in shock as the night outside the window vanished at an incredible speed and was replaced by a clear dayti sky.

"Is the sun working overti now? Do you know how to control ti too?"

Saitama stared at the scene in front of him and muttered, then suddenly turned to glance at the clock in the room before looking back at Ryosuke. "You did this?"

The clock in the room still looked normal. The ti was still a little after eleven at night.

But even though it was past eleven, it was already dayti outside.

"It is not controlling ti."

Ryosuke shook his head. "I just made the planet under our feet rotate faster, so the place we are in is quickly being lit up by the sun."

Hey, hey, hey, that explanation sounded even more terrifying.

The shock on Saitama’s face did not fade for a long ti.

Originally, he had not taken this match seriously. After all, Ryosuke did not have any of the typical traits of the powerful monsters he had fought in the past, like bulging muscles or a huge fra. He just looked ordinary.

But now...

The dazed, uninterested man in front of him suddenly turned serious. It felt like the whole style had changed from a codic protagonist to a determined main character in a hot blooded series.

"You want to fight now?"

His blood burned with excitent.

As his blood flow sped up, a faint mist rose from his body.

But in Ryosuke’s eyes, even though Saitama’s body inside and out was exactly the sa as before, he now gave off a sense of danger.

As expected... this guy was definitely not simple.

Maybe Ryosuke was simply too weak right now to see through him.

As for the training thod Saitama had ntioned, Ryosuke ntally treated it as a joke.

Maybe this guy had beco so strong unconsciously while fighting monsters, without even realizing his own training process. What a terrifying talent.

There was a fla of excitent in Ryosuke’s eyes as well.

But... he was still a very rational person.

"Do not get wrong. I just want to test how heavy your punch is."

Ryosuke waved his hands. "I might be able to defeat you, but I do not plan to do that right away."

"Can you give a chance to confirm what the gap between us is?"

His eyes were filled with expectation.

...

"Are you really going to take my punch like this?"

Far away from any human city, in a desolate desert, Saitama frowned at Ryosuke standing opposite him. "If you underestimate , you might die."

Even though he knew the other guy was strong, he still gave a warning.

After all... the man was standing there with no guard up, as if he wanted to take his power with his bare body alone.

"Mr Saitama, I definitely do not underestimate you. Otherwise I would not have suggested testing your punch first before having a real fight."

Ryosuke smiled. "Do not be fooled by my tall, thin body. In reality, I constantly compress the results of my training and rge them into my flesh until my whole body is harder than any substance."

"In that case..."

Saitama did not try to talk him out of it. The other person clearly was not so new trainee.

"Then take this punch. It is just a normal punch."

He set his stance and threw his fist.

Ryosuke’s eyes locked onto Saitama’s body, watching every change.

Boom!

Even with only a slightly stronger body than a normal person, he could erupt with unbelievable speed and power in an instant.

When Saitama’s fist slamd into Ryosuke’s crossed arms, Ryosuke clearly felt that unparalleled power explode in a single instant.

The overwhelming force pushed him back several steps, and both of his arms snapped under the impact.

Rules.

Ryosuke sensed that power the mont the punch landed.

As expected, the man in front of him was not ordinary at all.

Even though Saitama’s body showed almost no special structure, at the mont of punching, he had used the power of rules and released a divine force that even Ryosuke could barely withstand now.

If that punch had not hit him and instead struck the planet beneath their feet, then maybe... this world would have been shattered to pieces.

"Impressive."

Saitama could not help but praise him.

This was one of the very few tis soone had not been killed instantly by his normal punch.

And Ryosuke had not even used any power to defend.

"Your arms..."

Saitama still looked at Ryosuke’s cracked and trembling arms with concern.

"It is fine."

Ryosuke answered casually.

The next mont, the part of his shoulders he had used to bear the blow seed to co alive. Blood poured rapidly through his ridians, flesh, and bones, and in an instant his arms returned to normal.

"Let us keep going."

He swung his arms lightly. "Next, I will try my best to block your serious punch."

Seeing him walk off that punch so easily, Saitama’s excitent rose even higher.

It had been a long ti since he had a proper opponent.

In the past, there had occasionally been a few enemies who forced him to use his serious punch, but later, as more monsters were wiped out, almost no one survived even his normal punches.

"Then next... I will use a serious punch."

Saitama’s expression beca sharper and more focused.

A montum strong enough to change the air pressure erupted from his body.

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