Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

"Competing on the same stage?"

Xia Jie tilted her head slightly, and the space around her flowed like clear water.

"No, the outcome is already decided."

This unusual spatial shell is a flowing version of limitless power that can be used even with fly-level curse power. Boros has neither spatial slashes nor the lightning power that Saitama can unleash with a single blow.

In Xia Jie's mind, Boros had no chance of victory if he couldn't break through his own limiter.

"The outcome is already decided? The battle is just beginning—"

Boros slightly bent over, assuming a fighting stance, his mind racing.

And he, Boros, possessed the most outstanding self-healing ability among his kind.

It can be said that as long as the enemy suffers even the slightest injury, he can use his near-infinite regenerative ability to slowly wear them down to death.

But today, he has met an opponent of the same type.

His eyes saw clearly that the other person's body had indeed suffered wear and tear in order to dodge his punches at the beginning.

However, in just a few breaths, the other party recovered completely with the help of gentle energy.

This recovery ability could only be considered slow among his people, but its strength lay in its inexhaustible nature.

The energy within his core was vast yet finite, while the cold, yin energy within the other's body was meager yet limitless.

In other words, he must finish this quickly!

With this thought, a vast expanse of pinkish-purple energy formed around him, a hundred times more magnificent than Xia Jie's "flowing water intent"—a tangible energy field.

"Meteor eruption!!!"

The moment Boros realized that his "Energy Liberation" form couldn't quickly defeat his opponent, he released all the energy within him and activated his final form.

The violent power, the speed that surpasses the limits of living beings, and the form that this great power brings, like a shooting star!

The next instant, a continuous series of air-shattering sounds resounded throughout the entire spaceship. Boros left countless afterimages outside the space protection of the Flowing Water, but he was unable to break through Xia Jie's water-like defensive layer for a long time.

Each punch felt real, yet the force of each punch was effortlessly neutralized by the flowing space.

No, this can't go on!

Boros's figure stopped in front of Xia Jie, his chest heaving violently, his eyes bloodshot.

The meteor form would place a severe strain on his body, inevitably shortening his lifespan if used. It was originally his trump card for quick victories, but...

Boros's bloodshot pupils were fixed on Xia Jie, who was unharmed before him.

This human being deserves his utmost effort!

Since his fists couldn't defeat Xia Jie, he would give it his all and completely defeat the man before him!

Suddenly, a dazzling light appeared outside the solar system.

The spaceship, which had come to a standstill due to the melting of its central chamber and nearly disintegrated amidst a meteor-like roar, was directly melted into a ball of iron slurry, like a sodium block thrown into water, under the illumination of a huge, azure blue ion stream.

"I will unleash all my energy and blast you and my spaceship to smithereens!"

"Prepare for a magnificent funeral, my esteemed adversary—"

"Collapse! Star! Roaring Cannon!"

Boros's pale skin, shaped like a meteor, appeared to turn a deep, jet-black color under the intense light.

At the cost of the core's dimming, a surging pillar of energy erupted from Boros's chest, heading straight for Xia Jie, who was suspended in space.

"Strong enough to make bricks fly? That's correct."

Xia Jie knew that the "Flowing Water Intent" technique, woven with incantation power, was ultimately inferior in terms of authority to innate techniques like "Limitless" and "Sky Technique," which were imprinted on the brain and soul.

As long as the spatial layer assimilated by the meaning of flowing water is bombarded with sufficiently powerful energy, the technique will automatically fail due to the intense interference of the energy field.

Even if the meaning of stacking multiple layers of flowing water is rendered ineffective under such grand and righteous power, so what?

A strand of pink hair appeared in Xia Jie's hand; it was a "pineapple shred" that he had deliberately left behind when he cut Boros into minced meat.

"The Ultimate Chapter: The Tree Without Flowers and Dead Trees"

Xia Jie manipulated her hair strands to rush towards the incoming energy beam. The moment they touched the beam, the hair strands were annihilated by the intense energy while simultaneously absorbing the energy and beginning to split themselves at an incredible speed!

There must be an antidote within ten steps.

For Boros's bioenergy, the tissues on Boros's body are the most suitable biomaterials with the best tolerance!

The issue of enemies and allies sharing the same origin.

One begets two, two begets four...

Under exponential growth, countless strands of light hair intertwine and knot, transforming into a dark, charred tree that grows against the current.

The giant tree was annihilating in large quantities every second, but it could regenerate at the moment of annihilation each time. With the support of positive magic power, it brought out Boros' racial talent to the fullest and achieved a delicate but stable balance with the planet-destroying Roaring Cannon.

"What if we use your own shield to defend against your own spear?"

Xia Jie stood at the center of balance, using her meager magical power to maintain the maximum vitality of this flowerless tree.

The light cannon lasted for a full minute. Then, the energy cannon, which was running out of steam, was spread upwards by the endless strands of hair and completely engulfed. Boros's body was pierced by the sharp branches woven from the hair and gradually mummified under the greedy absorption.

"Did I... lose?"

The one-eyed mummy struggled to utter a few syllables from its cracked lips.

"Yes, you lost."

In the absence of gravity in space, Xia Jie, propelled by her hair, arrived before the dying Boros and calmly answered.

"That's...okay."

Boros tried to move his eyes, but all he could see was darkness.

He has already lost his sight, and he will likely lose his life next.

But it doesn't matter. Although dying in battle is not a pleasant experience, it is an acceptable ending for him, the ruler of the universe.

"Go to the metaverse, Boros. For a being like you who thirsts for battle, that may be your promised land."

Perhaps in that world teeming with extraordinary beings, Boros will be able to reach his true limits and break through them.

"You...don't intend to...kill me?"

"..." Xia Jie activated the spell, offering no reply. Under the strangulation of the hair, Boros's consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

"So next up is Earth in this universe."

The strands of hair propelled Xia Jie to slowly accelerate in space, while the space bubble constructed by the flowing water acted as a curvature engine, adjusting the curvature of the space around Xia Jie.

Zero seconds later, Xia Jie stepped out of the space bubble that had arrived above Z City.

Z City, a promised land of eccentrics and homeless people, a place of outstanding people and abundant resources.

To conceal the existence of the underground Monster Association, this abandoned city has a normal supply of water and electricity, and it is completely free.

Saitama, Monster King Orochi, Black Elise, Psykos, and other world-class powerhouses all live here, and perhaps even the will of an unknown god has been cast upon this place.

So, Xia Jie arrived.

The only uncertainty is whether this Saitama is ONE's version of the real One-Punch Man, Murata's version of the Joker, or neither.