Reborn with Steve Stand

"Wait... Isn't this too exaggerated?"

Hearing Fang Mo's statement, Fubuki, who had walked over, couldn't help but say, "The Demon Cyborg is at least an S-class hero. Observing the battle should be fine, right?"

"I really can't guarantee that."

Fang Mo spread his hands at the remark. Although he was going to fight the reset version of Saitama, it was still the Caped Baldy nonetheless. Without cheating, he probably couldn't withstand it himself, let alone take care of others.

Regarding the spectators, he could only say one thing: those who stay close will die first.

"In that case, I..."

Hearing this, Bang, standing nearby, was also a bit curious. However, before he could finish his sentence, Fang Mo interrupted, "You stay put too."

"What? Even I can't?"

Bang was taken aback.

"Old man, just stay put," said Tatsumaki at this moment, a bit proudly. "Only I can watch this level of battle..."

"Wait, you too..."

Fang Mo frowned instinctively upon hearing this.

"What?"

Tatsumaki suddenly raised her head and glared at Fang Mo angrily.

"No, nothing."

Fang Mo smiled suddenly, realizing he quite enjoyed seeing this shorty get angry. He waved his hand generously, "Watch if you want, I can revive you if you get smashed to pieces..."

"Excuse me."

At this moment, another voice sounded.

Fang Mo turned and saw that it was Garou who had spoken. He raised a hand and asked, "Can I watch?"

"You?"

Fang Mo looked Garou up and down. He had obviously regained his human form, but he had at least fought Boros... Even without the monster transformation, he should still have some martial arts skills.

"Alright then."

Fang Mo waved his hand casually and nodded.

Despite the additional two who wanted to watch the battle, the sparring still needed to happen. So shortly after, Fang Mo led Saitama to a corner of the yard.

And in that corner.

Ancient One was leisurely drinking tea while admiring a nearby banner.

Seeing Fang Mo lead a very eager Saitama over, she seemed to realize something. Before Fang Mo could speak, she took the initiative.

"Don't even think about it. The mirror dimension can't withstand the two of you."

"I wasn't planning to use the mirror dimension." Fang Mo spread his hands. "I just wanted you to open a door for me... Oh right, this is for you."

As he spoke, Fang Mo took out a photo.

"What is this..."

Ancient One took the photo curiously. Upon looking, she saw a desolate reddish-brown plain with no signs of life.

"The surface of Mars."

Fang Mo waved his hand. "Just open a door quickly, or if Saitama and I get too into the fight, the prophecy of a ruined Earth might come true tonight..."

"..."

Ancient One sighed, put down her tea cup, and started drawing a circle in the air.

There was no denying that the spells of Kamar-Taj were indeed magical. If Fang Mo remembered correctly, the principle of this portal was very simple. As long as you had the corresponding image in your mind, you could go anywhere in the universe.

Back in the original Avengers: Endgame, Doctor Strange opened a portal from Titan back to Earth. The distance probably had to be measured in light years, but for these sorcerers, it was instantaneous, directly bringing reinforcements to fight Thanos.

And now it was the same.

The space in front of Ancient One slowly opened, revealing the desolate reddish-brown landscape on the other side.

Without saying much, Fang Mo and Saitama immediately moved forward. Seeing this, Tatsumaki floated over as well. However, when Garou attempted to follow, Ancient One stopped him.

"Hmm?"

Garou looked puzzled.

"Take this."

Ancient One kindly reminded him. A portal appeared nearby, and a small mask fell out of it. "Humans cannot survive in the atmosphere over there."

"But they..."

Garou took the mask, confused, and pointed at the others who had flown ahead.

"They are no longer considered humans."

Ancient One said calmly.

Hearing this, Garou turned to look at the portal and noticed that Fang Mo seemed completely unaffected, Saitama was holding his breath, and Tatsumaki had used her psychic powers to wrap herself in a large ball of air, rendering her unaffected.

Seeing this, Garou silently put on the oxygen mask and walked toward the portal.

Meanwhile, on the Martian plains, Fang Mo and Saitama were already facing off.

"You're holding your breath this whole time, is that alright?" Fang Mo glanced at Saitama not far away. "Will it affect your strength?"

Saitama shook his head, his eyes showing a look of anticipation.

"I see."

Understanding Saitama's attitude, Fang Mo nodded. He also somewhat understood Saitama's current mood—wanting to have a proper fight. So, he said directly, "In that case, here I come."

"Okay."

Saitama assumed a defensive stance.

"I'm coming!"

Fang Mo's demeanor suddenly became serious. He reached behind him and drew out both Laevatein and Clausolas. Divine power covered his entire body, and the beacon inside him activated instantly, drawing power continuously from the lower dimensions.

With a loud boom, a burst of white light exploded from Fang Mo. His terrifying aura formed a tangible wave, sweeping outwards. The ground beneath him cracked and shattered, and small stones began floating into the air.

"What is this..."

Seeing this from a distance, Tatsumaki's expression changed slightly.

She was very sensitive to auras, and she could tell that Fang Mo was now extremely dangerous—no less so than when he had previously defeated her. So, was Saitama really that terrifying, to make him go all out from the start?

"Aren't you going to make a move?"

Fang Mo didn't pay attention to the others. All his focus was on Saitama. "Then I won't hold back!"

Feeling Fang Mo's aura, Saitama's expression seemed to become more serious, and he motioned with his hand.

"Come on!"

Before his voice had even faded, Fang Mo's figure disappeared in an instant. Using spatial teleportation, he appeared behind Saitama in the blink of an eye, without any fancy techniques. He simply swung Laevatein directly at Saitama.

But just as he swung down, the arcane ring on his hand trembled violently, and the Eternal Flame poured into the sword, turning Laevatein from orange-red to blazing white, as if Fang Mo were wielding a miniature sun.

Sensing this attack, Saitama immediately raised his fist. Normally, Saitama wouldn't bother doing this, as most attacks couldn't harm him at all. But for some reason, he instinctively did not want to take this sword head-on.

So, he directly punched the flat of Laevatein's blade.

The next second, a fist collided with the blade of a sword, unleashing a shockwave like a nuclear explosion.

The entire plain seemed to melt, evaporate, and be blown away by immense force within a fraction of a second. Scorching magma steam surged in all directions, turning the lifeless alien plain into a basin in just one encounter.

Not far away, Tatsumaki quickly activated her psychic barrier.

She not only protected herself but also forcibly shielded Garou on the ground with her psychic power and then pulled them both into the sky.

The next second, the heatwave from the clash of fist and sword covered the entire ground, turning everything to scorched earth. The sky, filled with rock steam, was violently stirred and twisted, generating a large amount of eerie lightning.

Even though Tatsumaki had flown into the sky, she was still blown back some distance by the terrifying turbulence.

Soon, the high-temperature steam on the ground gradually cooled, and the smoke and dust dispersed, revealing the figures of two people. At this moment, Fang Mo and Saitama were standing there without a single mark on them.

"What's with these two guys…"

Seeing that neither of them had taken a step back, Tatsumaki's eyes widened slightly. The power of that strike had been ridiculous, yet it felt like they were only warming up.

In fact, Tatsumaki wasn't the only one whose emotions were stirred.

Even Saitama, in the middle of the fight, seemed a bit surprised.

It should be noted that the punch just now was entirely instinctive. In his previous sparrings, he had always used his body to withstand attacks, but just now, he had a moment of reluctance to take the hit. Had he sensed danger?

This sense of danger… honestly, Saitama couldn't remember the last time he felt it.

Thinking about it, Saitama felt a bit excited.

As he thought, he had seen it from the beginning in J City; this guy named Fang Mo... was someone like him. Could he finally experience that exhilarating feeling?

"Hmph…"

Thinking about this, Saitama got visibly more excited.

Although excited, Saitama was also a bit nervous. After all, that punch just now was instinctive and not at full strength. What if the opponent couldn't match him if he got serious? Wouldn't his expectations fall flat again?

While Saitama was lost in a mess of thoughts, Fang Mo didn't give him a break.

He never let his mind wander during a fight.

Since Saitama didn't use his full strength, Fang Mo was also just testing. It was merely a warm-up before the real fight. Now, he was getting serious.

"Watch out."

Fang Mo warned and then suddenly kicked towards Saitama.

Saitama immediately raised his other hand to block, but at that moment, Fang Mo swung another giant sword vertically downward, striking Leviathan's blade: "Cross Slash!"

Two pure white giant swords clashed, unleashing the power of the gods. The explosion and impact forced Leviathan forward, slicing Saitama's shoulder in an instant.

With a loud bang, Saitama's body was sent crashing diagonally downwards, melting everything around him. He plunged into the sea of magma like a stone hitting the lake, raising massive waves of lava, reminiscent of a volcanic eruption, with fire rain pouring down.

But the next second, the ground not far away exploded, and a shiny bald head emerged.

It was obviously Saitama.

However, instead of charging at Fang Mo, he instinctively touched his shoulder.

His hero suit was completely burned off, leaving him almost naked, but he wasn't concerned about that. What caught his attention was a faint red mark on his shoulder.

Yes, Saitama was a bit surprised. He actually felt pain just now. That sword was indeed dangerous. Though it didn't break his defense, he felt something scratch him, which hurt a bit. It had been a long time since he felt pain.

While he was stunned, Fang Mo's exaggerated voice came from a distance.

"Seriously… it didn't even break the defense?"

Fang Mo stood over the sea of magma, holding two giant swords, unable to help but complain. Saitama was indeed ridiculous. Even the reset version was absurd. That slash could have sliced Old Man Yamamoto in half, but it only left a small red mark on Saitama's shoulder?

Am I just giving you a massage?

"Whoa!"

Perhaps Fang Mo's complaint brought Saitama back to his senses, making him truly excited. He suddenly looked up at Fang Mo, feeling an intense change in his demeanor.

Without any extra words, Saitama charged at Fang Mo.

Although it looked like a charge, with his speed, it was almost like teleportation. Fang Mo barely saw him and immediately shifted sideways in a flash.

Almost simultaneously, Saitama's normal punch hit Fang Mo's afterimage, piercing through it and splitting the endless sea of magma with the wind pressure, as if parting the Red Sea.

"?"

Seeing Fang Mo dodge, Saitama got even more excited. This was a real spar. He immediately twisted and unleashed a flurry of punches, trying to hit Fang Mo with a wide-coverage attack.

Fang Mo saw this and teleported again.

However, this time he was a bit slow and took a punch from Saitama, causing Steve's health bar to drop by one and a half hearts, leaving the remaining red hearts flickering.

"Damn!!!"

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