Getting stronger and stronger starting from Marvel.

Chapter 200 can certainly be used next time.

In the alley, looking at the arrogant man in front of him, Batman couldn't help but frown.

He had seen many such people before, and they would definitely not disappear in the future. Nouveau riche people who are bursting with confidence cannot listen to other people's advice.

"What you do is your own business and has nothing to do with me. Just be careful not to cross the line."

After saying a few words, Bruce turned and left. The difference in their views made him give up the idea of ​​offering further advice.

In the blink of an eye, Gavin was left alone in the cold, damp alley. Looking at the empty alley, he pouted somewhat unhappily and said, "I can be a superhero without you. Just you wait."

……

A few days later, in the early morning, Bai Ye got out of the soft bed, stretched, and slowly yawned.

Following his usual routine, after a quick wash, he watched the news on TV.

A lot has happened in the past few days. First of all, the security level in various cities has been greatly improved.

Previously, it was already good if a city had one S-level guardian, but now, with the Reincarnators spreading out their presence, it's equivalent to having an average of one more S-level hero stationed there.

Of course, on the contrary! The monsters' destruction became even more rampant with the addition of the opposing Reincarnators.

"Yo, Bai Ye, we meet again."

As Bai Ye walked out of the villa and strolled down the street, a vibrant and energetic voice rang out.

Bai Ye didn't need to turn around to know that the guy who was speaking was definitely walking towards him with an arrogant and domineering gait.

Turning his head, he saw Saitama, who was now ranked 3rd in Class B.

After clearly demonstrating Saitama's power, the number of people impersonating Saitama to defeat monsters decreased significantly.

It's only a matter of time before Saitama is promoted to S-class; defeating even a Demon-level monster would significantly improve his ranking.

"I don't remember you usually operating in this area," Bai Ye asked suspiciously, looking around. "There aren't any strange people around here right now. Did you come here specifically to see me?"

"Yes, Shiroya-san, let's have a fight." Saitama clenched his fists and looked at him seriously.

"Are you crazy?" Bai Ye rolled his eyes and said, "I'm all skin and bones. If you want to kill me, just say so. Don't use fighting as an excuse."

"I can tell that Baiye-san is completely different from the others."

Seeing Byakuya's sarcastic remarks, Saitama couldn't help but become serious and said, "In the past few days, I can clearly feel that your threat to me has almost doubled, although it is still negligible."

"You didn't have to say the rest." Bai Ye gazed at the bustling streets in the distance and asked, "I really think you're a strange person. Why are you so obsessed with having a worthy opponent?"

"Isn't it good to be invincible?" Bai Ye asked, puzzled.

"But that would take away the thrill of battle," Saitama said matter-of-factly when faced with this question.

"I remember you weren't a battle maniac before you gained this power, were you? You were a salaryman who didn't fight back even when you were bullied in high school, right? You're the only one who'd be bothered by something as good as gaining power."

Bai Ye couldn't understand the other person's thought process. When they were powerless, they didn't fight back against the bullying of others, but when they had power, they started looking for opponents.

"So let's fight!" Saitama repeated, a fighting glint in his eyes.

"Damn, I feel like I'd look stupid fighting you," Bai Ye refused without hesitation.

If it were some kind of unconventional battle like the "Fastest Woman's Thousand-Man Slayer," he might consider it, but fighting Saitama was completely unnecessary.

What if I get caught up in the game halfway through and, like this idiot, get all fired up and start taking it seriously?

After the battle is completely over, my physical attributes will probably skyrocket to a level where my mental attributes have no end in sight, which is completely meaningless.

"Please, Byakuya-kun, this is my lifelong request." Saitama quickly stepped in front of Byakuya, giving him a perfect 90-degree bow, his tone utterly sincere.

Feeling a bit of a headache from being pestered by this fool, Bai Ye said seriously, "I can fight you, but you have to bring me a beautiful woman!"

"Hey! Are you some kind of Master Roshi?" Saitama stared at Byakuya in astonishment. "In modern society, kidnapping people is illegal."

"That's your problem," Bai Ye said with a smile.

Watching Bai Ye's slowly receding figure, Saitama began to seriously consider this question.

He recalled the mechanical man who came to his door wanting to become his apprentice after he defeated the swarm of mosquitoes yesterday. If he tricked him into dressing as a woman, would it be possible to fool Bai Ye?

While Saitama was pondering, he didn't see a dark shadow streak across the sky, flying towards the direction of Byakuya.

"I can't take it anymore, please accept my love for you."

On the street, a muscular man dressed in a black and white prison uniform, with a stubble on his face, blocked Bai Ye's way, his expression filled with longing.

The surrounding crowd stared in astonishment at the two men on the street, but in the prison man's eyes, there was only the man in front of him who seemed to be radiating light.

"I'm an S-class hero, the sexy prisoner!" The man in prison uniform introduced himself, blocking Bai Ye's way. "Because I saw your heroic figure on TV while I was in prison, I couldn't resist escaping to see you."

"If you accept my love, I promise that from now on I will remain chaste and devoted to... Ahhhhhh!"

The sexy prisoner was speaking when, unable to bear it any longer, Bai Ye flicked his fingers and suddenly unleashed a burst of energy.

The massive, raging airflow instantly engulfed his sexy prison uniform, spreading outwards and blasting most of his body apart in an instant.

Wherever he went, everything within a kilometer was destroyed, and blood stained the wall behind him.

This sexy prison uniform, also an S-class hero, couldn't even withstand a single move from Bai Ye's attack before turning into a bloody mess.

"What the hell? Playing gay in front of me is disgusting and ruins my dinner today! What bad luck!"

Screams rang out all around. Bai Ye rubbed his ears. Although he felt that he had gone a bit too far, he continued to stroll through the streets with a blank expression.

A minute later, the Hero Association headquarters received a report of Sexy Prisoner's death and immediately became serious.

This is a rare occurrence of an S-class hero dying.

"The sexy prisoner is dead! Who did it?!" The association's top leaders immediately became serious.

"It's...it's my nemesis, the sexy prisoner he killed in public on the street. What should we do?"

The subordinate spoke tremblingly, while the association leader frowned deeply.

He never expected that the sexy prisoner would be killed by his own people, and in such a heinous way as to be killed in the street. Things suddenly took a turn for the worse.

Finally, after much deliberation, he made his decision: "Since the nemesis has killed someone, we absolutely cannot ignore it."

"If he's in Z City, have Senior Bang suppress him immediately. At the same time, remember to control public opinion and prevent this kind of malicious news from spreading."

"Also, remember to control your strength and don't kill him," the association leader said, somewhat wary of the S-rank and A-rank personnel that Bai Ye had brought.

"Yes, sir!" Upon receiving the order from their superiors, the Hero Association headquarters immediately sprang into action.

Without any prior notice, Bai Ye's hero ID was removed from the hero roster in an instant, clearly indicating an intention to handle the matter quietly.

Of course, this still did not escape the attention of those who were interested. The reincarnators looked at the list with surprise as Bai Ye's name was removed.

Bang, who was teaching his students at home, unexpectedly received a call from the Hero Association.

"Hello, Hero Association? What's up?" Bang habitually hunched over as he picked up the phone, but the content on the other end quickly made him look serious.

"I understand, I will take action," Bang said solemnly.

As soon as he hung up the phone, his somewhat hunched back straightened instantly, and his previously weak blood and energy surged forth, causing his muscles to bulge.

"Teacher, what happened?" A disciple from the dojo looked at his teacher, who had suddenly become serious, with a puzzled expression, wondering what could have made his usually zen-like master so solemn.

"Go and take care of an opponent." Bang said, turning around and opening the dojo's gate. He ran straight out, his steps swift, covering dozens of meters in a single stride, heading down the mountain.

Meanwhile, the reincarnators who had discovered that Bai Ye had been expelled were calling the association one by one to find out what was going on.

"What do you mean? Kexingren is our boss. How could you remove our boss's name from the official hero roster without us even noticing?"

The pressure from so many heroes pressing the association for answers immediately increased the pressure on the Hero Association, forcing the association's higher-ups who made the previous decision to step forward and explain.

"I apologize, heroes. Just now, the Nemesis killed the Association's S-class hero, Sexy Prisoner. This act has seriously violated the code of conduct for heroes. Our actions are reasonable and legal."

The leader spoke righteously into the microphone, expecting a barrage of criticism from Bai Ye's men, but instead received a surprised response: "So, the nemesis... no, Bai Ye is now considered a wanted freak?"

The association's higher-ups, who hadn't quite caught the other person's train of thought, paused for a moment before saying:

"...We haven't put the Nemesis on the wanted list yet. After all, this is an internal matter of the Hero Association. We will consider your feelings, but please understand the difficulties the Association faces."

"We understand, we understand, we completely understand."

The reincarnators' voices were tinged with excitement as they asked, "If Bai Ye becomes a wanted criminal, what level of monster do you think he'll be classified as, based on his strength? Demon-level or Dragon-level?"

"Given the strength of the Nemesis, he should be able to hunt down a Dragon-level monster on his own," a senior member of the association said uncertainly.

After all, Bai Ye had only joined a few days ago, so they didn't know much about his strength.

"In that case, let's hand him over to us and take care of him!" said the reincarnators.

"Huh?" The association's higher-ups, who hadn't expected this outcome, were all stunned and couldn't help but ask, "The nemesis isn't yours...?"

"That's right, he is indeed our leader, but since he made a mistake, he should naturally receive the punishment he deserves."

"We always judge cases, not people. Even if my own father committed a crime, I would personally bring him to justice!"

Ivanov smiled on the other end of the phone: "So now that he's done something, we naturally have to take action."

"However, since this is without any legitimate reason, please put the name of our nemesis on a bounty poster for a Dragon-level monster to prove how just we are."

Shortly after the call from the Hero Association ended, Ivanov and the other reincarnators all let out a cold laugh.

There are only a handful of monsters at the Demon level or above, and the competition is fierce, not to mention that defeating Bai Ye is now considered an achievement.

Since that's the case, let's just get rid of this troublemaker while we're at it.

On the streets of Z City, after beating up the sexy prisoner, Bai Ye leaned back comfortably in a noodle shop chair, eating noodles without any guilt.

People were constantly observing him cautiously.

Although the association has tried its best to cover up the news, the serious matter of an S-class hero dying in the street has inevitably spread.

Those who were timid left long ago when they saw Bai Ye run in, leaving behind only bloodthirsty spectators who loved to watch the drama unfold.

"Splash!"

At that moment, the curtain of the noodle shop was pulled open. Bang's expression remained calm. After glancing around, he noticed Bai Ye's back, walked in, sat down next to him, and waited.

Seeing someone sit down next to her, Bai Ye glanced at him lightly, but didn't say anything. Instead, she continued eating her udon noodles, since they wouldn't taste good if they got soggy.

Three minutes later, Bai Ye gently placed the bowl of noodles on the table and walked out without saying a word, with Bang silently following behind.

The two walked out of the street in silence. Although they did not do anything conspicuous, their appearances were their own advertisement. As soon as they showed their faces, a large crowd of onlookers gathered around.

"To be honest, I was very surprised to see you as the first one to come over." Bai Ye's lips curled up slightly, and then he turned around to look at Bang and said his first words.

"You've crossed the line. You actually killed a fellow hero, Sexy Prisoner." Bang's face tightened. Having experienced the Garou defection incident, he was slightly overwhelmed by this.

"That kind of thing is fine no matter what." Bai Ye didn't care about the death of the sexy prisoner, staring at the old man in front of him: "Are you going to make a move? Here? You go first."

Bang did not back down. Instead, he pressed his fingers together tightly, lowered his body, and assumed the starting stance of the Flowing Rock Shattering Fist. In that instant, Bai Ye sensed a change in the aura emanating from his opponent.

"Oh, so this is the Flowing Water Rock Shattering Fist! I've learned it, I've learned it! I'll definitely be able to use it next time!"

Bai Ye stared intently at Bang's posture, analyzing Bang's martial arts with almost nanometer-level precision.

(End of this chapter)