[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-297":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676181,2141,"Chapter 297 297: The Evolution of Garou","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-297",297,"\u003Cp>Z-City — Inside King's Apartment, the Home of the \"Strongest Man on Earth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, Saitama, the bald hero, looked less like the planet's savior and more like a middle-aged man hopelessly addicted to video games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take this! You're done for! This time for sure—I'm gonna beat you!!\" he shouted, hammering the controller with pure intensity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, sitting next to him, King leaned back on the couch, calm and composed, lazily holding his own controller between two fingers while biting into an apple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly fitting for the title The Strongest Man Alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out on the balcony, Zenin Kyūjō stood quietly, watching them. He waited no more than ten seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When King's calm, calculated movements turned the match around and a loud \"Defeat!\" flashed across the screen, Saitama's anguished scream echoed through the apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was when Zenin Kyūjō finally stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Saitama saw him, the bald hero leapt up like a giant toddler throwing a tantrum, clinging to Kyūjō's arm and pointing accusingly at King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyūjō! You've gotta get revenge for me!\" he wailed. \"This jerk's been toying with me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King's expression turned serious immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course it did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because there was one man King knew he could never defeat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zenin Kyūjō, the radiant symbol of City Z.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of gaming skill? Kyūjō was untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter the genre—fighting games, shooters, racing, survival, strategy, even puzzles—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King had never beaten him once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To King, Kyūjō wasn't just a gamer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a god of games.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō smiled gently, patting the bald hero's shiny head before looking at King with a calm yet challenging gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well then, my old rival…\" he said softly. \"Show me how much you've improved.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's see if the man who dared tease my little baldy… can withstand me now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Saitama could react, Kyūjō's hand blurred—he picked up the fallen controller at a speed almost faster than light and took a seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was when Saitama realized he'd been baited into yet another \"duel of legends.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised a fist as if to protest, but one look at the two warriors sitting cross-legged on the carpet, controllers in hand, their eyes locked in sacred concentration—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently, he sat down behind them, face solemn, as though attending a divine ritual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the match began, Kyūjō glanced sideways at King, his tone casual but laced with sincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"King, you've got real potential. For a normal human, your body's already exceptional. Apart from me and the bald one back there, you might just be the most gifted person on this planet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I left you a small gift,\" Kyūjō continued. \"Out on your balcony—you'll find a set of breathing techniques I created just for you. Practice them when you have time. But don't rely on me. Adapt them. Evolve them. Make them yours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled faintly. \"If you do, you might just become a true hero someday.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh—and one more thing.\" His eyes glimmered. \"Try to live longer than the bald one. If you can outlive him… you'll truly deserve the title of 'Strongest Man on Earth.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft click echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the TV screen, two massive letters appeared—K.O.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō placed his controller down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King sighed in defeat, while Saitama sat wide-eyed behind them, completely missing the deeper meaning in Kyūjō's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He only muttered under his breath, \"He's unbeatable… even at games.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, clenching his fists, he vowed silently, Next time, I'll steal his techniques! King, you jerk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One week later — X-City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three of the highest-ranking S-Class heroes had gathered together:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang, Rank 3 — Master of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atomic Samurai, Rank 4 — A sword master whose blade could slice lightning itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bomb, Bang's elder brother — Founder of Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist, a martial artist whose strength surpassed even Bang's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their target: Garou, the Hero Hunter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They believed this mission would be simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, Garou was overwhelmed. Facing three masters of martial arts at once, he was cornered—bloodied, battered, on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the longer the fight went on… the stronger he became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every movement, every strike, every dodge refined him further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His muscles adapted. His senses sharpened. His instincts evolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—Garou changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body transformed dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick black scales began spreading across his skin. His teeth sharpened into fangs, and long, curved claws extended from his fingers. His very aura twisted, becoming both monstrous and divine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remained conscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his monstrous appearance, Garou's mind was clearer than ever. His perception accelerated, and his ability to learn reached terrifying new heights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the midst of battle, he absorbed the fighting styles of Bang, Bomb, and Atomic Samurai—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and fused them together into something entirely new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A technique born of chaos and evolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monster Calamity God Slayer Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That name would later shake the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With it, Garou defeated all three S-Class heroes in a battle that left X-City in ruins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the transformation fully overtook him, before his humanity could vanish completely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garou forced himself to retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He disappeared into the night, leaving behind nothing but destruction and disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Bang, Garou's new technique was beyond comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't Whirlwind Iron Cutting Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't Lake-Cutting Glacier Fist, Mountain Path Oblivion Fist, Void Demon Venom Fist, or even Summit-Rising Dragon Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something else entirely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a synthesis of every martial discipline he'd ever encountered, refined through endless combat and pure survival instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fighting art capable of:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushing meteor showers with a single strike,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tracking the speed of Atomic Samurai's Atomic Slash,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attacking from all angles simultaneously, leaving no blind spot,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slaying Dragon-level monsters in a heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the pinnacle of martial evolution—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the union of human strength and cosmic instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A technique not meant for mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, Garou wielded it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang could only tremble in awe—and guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because no matter how the world would come to fear Garou,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the truth was undeniable:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the one who trained him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The birth of a living catastrophe…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>was his sin to bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, as Zenin Kyūjō watched the recorded footage Blast had sent him, he quietly exhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His reflection shimmered in the screen—eyes calm, yet burning with determination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… it's time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled faintly, almost wistfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one I've chosen as my final opponent… has finally arrived.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Full Novel Available!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All chapters are now complete and available in full on Patreon!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1116,"2026-06-06T13:14:24.001Z",1,"novelbin.me","04daa6b8a70d0685873e79bd97d27c6f2532dbb3a6b62a365d5ad48c1b76d5e7","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-298","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-296",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]