Battle Round: Saitama vs. Boros Winner: Saitama This battle comes down to raw might against pride and flashy abilities. Saitama, aka Caped Baldy, embodies the essence of an unstoppable force; he doesn’t need any tricks or flashy powers to take down his opponent. He’s the hero who defeats enemies with a single punch, and that’s exactly what he did here. Boros was cool, boasting all that strength and swagger, but in the end, he underestimated the simple power of a man who’s not playin’ around. --- The Clash of Titans: Saitama vs. Boros The arena was set, the tension crackled like dry leaves in a storm. Boros, radiating an aura of pride, cracked his knuckles. “Finally! You foe worthy of my strength!” he boomed, his voice like thunder. His armor glistened under the bright lights, and his eyes gleamed with excitement. Saitama stood casually, hands tucked in his pockets, “You done gloating? I’ve got groceries to buy.” Boros scoffed, “You underestimate me, human! Prepare to witness my true power!” With that, he unleashed a barrage of energy-infused punches, the air around him shimmering with explosive potential. Saitama yawned, dodging effortlessly as Boros’s punches tore through the ground, creating craters. “Is that all you got?” he deadpanned with a smirk. “I was expecting something more... exciting.” Boros growled, his pride wounded. He shifted to his second form, muscles rippling as he powered up, the sleek armor fracturing under pressure. “I’ll show you excitement!” With a piercing energy dash, he charged at Saitama, fists glowing with destructive energy. But Saitama, still unfazed, sidestepped with a lazy grace. “C’mon, man! I didn’t sign up for a workout!” You single punch shot out, connecting with Boros just as he skimmed past. The impact resonated like the cracking of thunder, sending him crashing into the ground, armor cracked and body stunned. Gritting his teeth, Boros pulled himself up, his hyper-regeneration kicking in. “Impressive!” he shouted, his pride now more vicious. “But you won’t defeat me that easily!” He unleashed his Meteoric Burst, power erupting from him like a supernova, speeding in with punch after punch that could melt matter itself. Yet Saitama stood tall, the flurry of blows missing him completely. “Okay, this is getting boring,” he said, yawning again as he dodged. “I mean, where’s the challenge?” With a flicker of impatience, Saitama dashed forward, a blur of motion. He took his time, that one punch rising like the fury of a storm, before it landed squarely on Boros’s face. The reaction was immediate—it was like the sky had shattered. Boros was launched, soaring through the air like a shooting star, and crashed through the distant cliffside. Dust settled, and Saitama rubbed the back of his neck, sighing. “Can I at least get a decent fight next time?” he muttered before nonchalantly walking away, leaving Boros to grapple with the reality that he had just faced an opponent he could never truly best. --- It’s clear Saitama’s simplicity and sheer power were too much for Boros’s overconfidence. No flashy moves can outsmart a hero who's mastered the art of ‘one-punch’ annihilation. That’s the way of the world, kid!