Soul Immortal versus Saitama (Talk)

Soul Fiend was astounded as he grasped his burning cheeks from the slap of Saitama, with his pride as the disciple of Soul Immortal and his talent that can only be found once in a million years, never did he experience such humiliating act, it was more humiliating when his arm was obliterated by the same culprit earlier. Although he was not a Martial Emperor anymore due to the usage of forbidden technique, he was still a Martial Lord.

"YOU-!" With his pride, he can't just not do anything but he was then stopped by his master. As he was about to complain to his master, he stopped and was startled when he saw his master face. His master was currently frowning and emitting a terrifying aura belonging to those of Martial Immortal. His displeasure was replaced with happiness, finally knowing that his master was protecting him, he was indignant earlier due to his master's lecture towards him seemingly indicating that his master was greatly displeasured towards him but seeing his master current state right now he knew that his master was enraged.

Soul Immortal was truly enraged, he was still the master of his disciple, someone slapping his disciple is akin to slapping himself instead. Even with his usual composed bearing, he still can't endure someone slapping his disciple. This disciple was someone he carefully nurtured with great care and huge amount of resources. Soul Immortal cannot just let this matter go.

As he was enraged, he fully released his imperial aura, an aura solely belonging to those of Martial Immortal. The air around him was being distorted due to the dense amount of aura he was currently emitting. The earth beneath was slowly cracking and the earth shaking as if the world was going to end. One can also faintly hear the scream of tormented soul in the air, as if the deepest abyss of hell was opened and released high amount of the most vicious souls one can ever find.

Although it looks like Soul Immortal was about to destroy the world, he was actually testing Saitama and restricting the aura he was releasing in a hundred meter radius. He wanted to know how powerful Saitama was, completely obliterating his disciples arm and suddenly slapping his disciple without him noticing.

Saitama slapping his disciple without alerting his senses startled him. Remember that he can spread his senses across this realm and know every nook and crook of the places, secrets, people and information. In short, he can know all the information of this realm just by spreading his senses.

But this man in front of him bypass his senses and slapped his disciple, this man was unfathomable indeed.

He was still wary though, he knew full well that that slap can instantly kill his disciple if Saitama has the intent but actually didn't.

Saitama obviously held back his slap, just remembering Soul Fiend intent to attack City Z was more than enough reason to slap him, he don't want his house to he destroyed.

"This is my warning, don't randomly attack places anymore" Still holding Revant in his shoulder, he ignored the state of Soul Immortal and started to casually reprimand Soul Fiend.

Still holding his burning cheeks, Soul Fiend grinded his teeth and just endured the humiliation as he knew his master was there to defend him.

"Or else I'll punch you." Saitama added casually.

Soul Fiend felt a shiver in his very soul.

"Do you mind for a spar, Sir?" Soul Immortal finally spoke as he cannot endure watching his disciple being himiliated. Without being offensive, he straightforwardly went to the point and asked for a spar. He want to fully size the bald man in front of him, to see what kind of man is the person that shattered his disciple's arm and boldly humiliated his disciple in front of him.

Saitama scratched his cheeks, he was now much more confused as hell.

'What the hell is this world I ended up to? People fighting me here and there without any reasons. That little kid Tatsumaki is also confusing herself, fighting me everytime with no reason too. Man, I miss Genos. That ninja guy is also unreasonable though.' Saitama remembered the people back on Earth.

"Saitama, my name is Saitama." Saitama provided his name, he didn't want another person older than him calling him 'Senior' like that old man earlier. It's awkward as hell.

"Then Saitama, place that kid down in your shoulder to the ground lest he will be injured in our spar." Soul Immortal suggested.

"OK." Saitama put down Revant beside Soul Fiend and glanced at him warning him to not do anything to shady.

Soul Fiend gulped, even if he has a hundred more guys, he still won't dare to defy Saitama, at least not now.

"Let me put a protective shield on them." Soul Immortal waved his hand as a seemingly illusionary barrier appeared enclosing Revant, who was still unconscious, and Soul Fiend who was now anticipating the fight.

"WOAH." Seeing the scene Saitama's eyes was glittering thinking that what happened was very cool. He went and touch the barrier and could tell that the barrier was very hard.

"Wait, are you an esper?" Saitama curiously asked.

"Esper? What is that?" Soul Immortal took the question seriously.

"You know, those that can move thing without their hands touching it. Like lifting rocks or moving objects with their mind." Saitama carefully explained.

"Oh you mean this?" Soul Immortal waved his hands and a random Boulder was lift up. Such act was the same as breathing. Seeing Saitama excited expression, he was confused. He already concluded that Saitama was an expert that was hiding his cultivation or has some heaven defying treasure that hides his cultivation from him. Someone at his level, if not below him.

"OH right right, just like Tatsumaki and Fubuki, you are an Esper alright." Saitama said.

"I'm not an Esper, this is just mental energy you know. I'm a cultivator." Soul Immortal responded back.

The intimidating scene, when they were about to fight was nowhere to be seen and started to converse as if the two of them was old time buddies that was just casually chatting.

Soul Immortal thought hard, remembering the names of some great Masters with a name of Tatsumaki and Fubuki, but no matter how hard he think, he can't remember someone with a name of those two.

He must know the identity of the two, he assume that those two name are the masters of the bald man in front of him. Being the master of such unfathomable person, he cannot imagine how strong are the two masters behind him.