"Alert! Alert!! Super high energy reaction detected! Energy level is being confirmed... Target location is being corrected..."

"Alert! Alert!! Energy level unknown, energy reaction point coordinates - X-404, Y-404!"

"Alarm! Alarm..."

The shrill alarm sounded continuously. Inside the headquarters base, in the high-tech hall, rows of huge screens flashed red danger signs. The staff in black suits quickly operated the instruments, looking at the bright red on the screen, all of them were sweating profusely.

"What is going on? Why is there such a strong energy reaction?" The man, who might be a superior, did not even bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He took over the staff's seat and started operating the instrument quickly.

"We are still exploring the specific situation. We can only confirm that the area where the energy is located is very close to City A. It is the Death Desert!"

"Damn it, where is the image of the energy reaction area? Where is our satellite? Why haven't we retrieved the image yet?" Hearing the reply from his subordinate, the commander became even more anxious. The headquarters of the Hero Association is located in City A, less than a thousand miles away from the desert. This is not a safe distance, so there is no room for luck. The worst thing is that they are now like blind people, knowing nothing.

Duke didn't have much time to be surprised. When he noticed Saitama's figure, the opponent's attack was already close at hand. The indestructible fist was approaching, and Xiang wanted to dodge but found it was too late.

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"But even if we rush over as fast as we can, we may still be too late..." The staff member was halfway through his words when his superior glared at him and he immediately hesitated and dared not continue.

"Wow, so awesome!" Saitama looked envious and asked expectantly, "Can you really control even your hair?"

Duke's voice came from behind. Saitama's eyes widened suddenly and he turned around unexpectedly. Before he could react to what happened, he was kicked in the ribs and flew out sideways.

Duke grinned, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and his body suddenly expanded, then shrank back down.

"Yes, I'll do it right away!"

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

The feeling from his elbow told Duke that what he hit was just an afterimage.

“Continue to monitor the energy reaction points, and have our satellites keep a close eye on them. If any suspicious objects come in or out, lock them immediately. Also, have all the S-class heroes in the headquarters rush over…” The commander prayed secretly, hoping it wasn’t a weirdo, otherwise how powerful would a weirdo with this kind of energy have to be? Dragon-level! Or God-level? ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Duke roared, kicked the ground with both feet and rushed towards Saitama.

"That's great, but are you okay?" Saitama pointed at Duke, looking troubled. He didn't want to end the fight, but Duke seemed to have lost too much blood and might die at any moment.

"Where are you looking at?"

Whoosh! The elbow hit nothing!

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

"Let Metal Knight take action. We need his technological power." The commander had an idea and immediately gave the order.

"No, it's just the warm-up!" Duke licked his dry lips, and although he was covered in blood, he looked a bit scary.

This is the most dangerous! "We can't form an effective image. The magnetic field interference at the energy reaction point is very strong, and the satellite can't see anything." A staff member wearing a headset called up the imaging picture on the screen, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

“So fast!”

"..." Duke rolled his eyes. It was hard to say for others, but there was definitely no hope for Saitama. No one could save his scalp hair follicles.

"After a long period of brutal training, I pushed my body to its limit, and finally mastered the secret of physical training - Life Return! I can freely control every cell in my body. As long as I inject the energy in my body into my limbs, internal organs, bones, and even hair, I can recover the damage at the fastest speed."

In the center of the explosion, a fist swung out fiercely, blowing up all the Qigong cannons. Saitama flew over, his bald head rubbing against the air, emitting a fiery red glow.

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

Saitama's eyes lit up with a flash of shock and heat, and Duke's energy became stronger than before.

"I don't want to hear these words. Immediately, immediately, even if we have to run to the reaction point, we must produce the image!" the officer said angrily. These broken machines always failed at the critical moment.

"So strong! This time I'll attack first!" As Saitama was speaking, his sloppy face suddenly became blurred, his figure disappeared, and only his afterimage remained.

“Life returned!!!”

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

"Wow... so amazing, how did you do that?" Saitama said in amazement.

brush!!

"Looks like I have to speed up and finish this battle!" Saitama clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fire, and his hair follicles found a way to survive. "Haha, you're so brave, I still have a lot of tricks I haven't used yet!" Duke's eyes condensed, and the energy in his body ran wild again, and his whole body was wrapped in a white flame that seemed to be materialized.

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

"Am I going too fast?" Saitama scratched his bald head with a slightly innocent look on his face.

The fist smashed down, and Duke was knocked away like a kite with a broken string. His body fell to the ground, and the impact plowed a wide gully that stretched into the distance.

A huge fist rapidly enlarged in Duke's eyes, giving him a feeling that he would definitely die if he was hit. The huge fist shadow was indeed an illusion, which was a sensory misleading caused by the distortion of space by force, but it was hard to say whether the death by one blow was an illusion. The person who punched was Saitama, and if he was hit by a serious punch from him, he might really die!

Duke was already on full alert, and at the moment of the attack, he suddenly turned half a body length, and when he dodged Saitama's fist, he immediately switched from defense to offense, raising his elbow heavily and hitting Saitama on the back of the head.

The sand and gravel on the ground seemed to be free from gravity and float in the air.

“Well done!”

"How about it, can I really control my hair?" Saitama asked impatiently.

The two men's fists staggered in the air and hit each other in the face, and there was a brief pause.

Bang, bang, bang. The fierce fighting sound was accompanied by dazzling lights. The fierce fighting stirred the air, causing continuous whistling sounds. Because of the extremely fast speed, the area where the air was blown up could not recover quickly, resulting in a vacuum, which made a loud explosion.

call out!!

Saitama was moving at high speed and suddenly lost sight of Duke. Just as he was wondering what this trick was, an arm stretched out from his blind spot and grabbed his wrist.

(End of this chapter)