Hey guys the 19th chapter is up! I apologize that it took me this long to update. It's just that out of all of the battles, this was the one that I was least excited about, or didn't really know how to make it amusing, since Burter by himself isn't really explored. It's only Jeice and Burter together that really makes it hilarious to watch them, and also, we don't really know too much about Flashy Flash other than the fact he's a self-righteous ass like a few other S-class heroes we know (ahem, Tornado), so it took some time to really get this together. I might make some changes in the next few days, just for you to know. Also, I've been playing a lot of super smash bros on wii u with my brother, so that's been occupying quite a lot of my time. Anyways, behold Flashy Flash vs. Burter!

"Let the fourth round of the Friezamania begin!"

Both fighters disappeared from sight. In the arena, immensely strong bursts of air pressure formed. The spectators staggered as the air whipped their faces. It was if that the two fighters were invisible, only reappearing for brief moments at a time to clash in short and consecutive attacks.

Up in the sky, one of the Ginyu's was having just a little bit of trouble keeping up with the action. And who else but Guldo?

"Hey guys, can you keep up with the action down there?" said Guldo.

"Uh, yea," replied Jeice. "Wait, can you actually not see what's going on?!"

Guldo began to stammer, not being able to come up with an appropriate response. "Uhhh N-nn-nnn-NOO!"

The red Australian alien let out a hardy laugh. "Crikey mate! It's a bloomin miracle you managed to win against the chick!"

"Uh, of the two of us, which one of us can literally stop time whenever he wants?"

"Of the two of us, which of us can handle a gut full a piss?"

"What'd you s-"

"Stop!" Captain Ginyu made his way in between his two subordinates before things escalated even further. "Boys! Enough of this nonsensical and derogatory behavior! You're both members of the most illustrious group of fighters by the universe; there's no need to get in such a heated debacle. We're all LITERALLY on the same team here. And besides, one of your teammates is fighting right now, and I think he'd appreciate it if you actually paid attention. Guldo, did Burter bicker on and on while you were fighting, or did he cheer you on like a true member of the Ginyu Force would support their own?"

"He cheered me on," replied Guldo with a tone that sounded like a naughty chid caught red-handed by his parents.

"Then be quiet and show some respect for your teammate!"

The two soldiers straightened and straightened their arms to their sides. "Yes sir!"

"Now apologize to each other and shake hands." Guldo and Jeice shook each other's hands and gave each other solemn and understanding looks of apology. "Sorry about that, Jeice."

"Me too, Guldo."

"Good. That's the good sportsmanship I like to see. Now pay attention to the battle." With that heated debacle out of the way, they obeyed their captain, and focused their attention back on the battlefield.

Flashy Flash struck Burter with a a hard right knee to his gut. Buyer caught his knee with both of his hands, and returned the attack with a left roundhouse kick. Flashy Flash ducked his head and wiggled his way out of Burter's grasp. The two then continued to exchange a quick barrage of kicks and punches, with neither one of them giving each other an inch. After about a hundred of these swift blows, the two managed to get a final right hook onto each of their cheeks. The dual force was enough to send them back a few feet.

"Damn! You're actually not bad!" shouted Burter.

"Likewise. It's been quite some time since I've fought an opponent of such caliber," replied Flashy Flash. The hero landed a firm right kick to Burter's chest. Using Burter's chest as a launching pad, Flashy Flash bounded backward, performing lightning-quick backflips in the process. Once he reached the arena, Flashy Flash moved so fast, an image of his form was left behind. Burter smirked; what an amateur move. Burter immediately ducked, dodging the the left side kick that would have hit him square in the back.

Flashy Flash was taken aback by Burter's anticipation of his attack. "Right here!" Flashy Flash turned, and saw Burter strike him with a right elbow. Flashy Flash attempted to meet his attack with his own elbow, but he didn't have enough reaction time to properly counter, and Burter's attack overpowered his own counter in an instant. Flashy Flash was thrown to the ground, but managed to put his hands out and got himself back on his feet with a small backflip. The hero rubbed his elbow. "So you were able to see through my afterimage technique."

Burter snorted. "I know that technique all too well to be fooled by such a half-assed use of it. If that's the best you've got, you haven't got a chance in hell."

The hero met his condescending attitude with a simple smirk. "Oh, don't worry. There's still far more to come."

"Good to here."

"Now that I know my regular speed isn't enough to attain an easy victory, why don't I show you a little bit of my true speed?" Flashy Flash unsheathed his katana, the sunlight brightly reflecting off of the shiny surface of his blade. "Flowing Shadow Feet." Flashy Flash vanished from sight once again, only this time, instead of a single afterimage, multiple copies of Flashy Flash spread around Burter in a single blurry line.

From the sidelines, the heroes marveled at Flashy Flash's incredible speed and ability to produce multiple afterimages of himself. Garou, in particular, was having a hard time comprehending the hero's speed. His eyes had absolutely no grasp of where either Flashy Flash or his opponent were moving; their speed was phenomenal, and this was only while they were still warming up. If this was the power of the upper echelon of S-class, then Garou still had a lot of progress to make. Against Flashy Flash, there was no doubt in his mind that he would lose in an instant. Garou listened in to the other S-class heroes to see if they were having just as difficult a time as he was in looking at the battle or not.

"Flashy Flash certainly lives up to his name," said Bomb. "I'm surprised he's at such a low ranking in S-class with speed like this."

"Agreed." Bang looked to Atomic Samurai and Superalloy Darkshine. "What about you two? Can your eyes keep up with Flashy Flash's speed?"

"Come on, Silver Fang. Do you really have that little faith in my abilities?" said Atomic Samurai.

"You sparred with me once, Bang. You should know that these muscles give me all the speed I need."

"My apologies."

Garou's muscles tensed in frustration under his shirt. He now looked to Metal Bat to see exactly how he was handling this, and given King was the strongest man on this planet, there was no possible way he wasn't able to follow this. Likewise, the other heroes followed suit and observed Metal Bat. Metal Bat's face was scrunched; his eyes were loose and unfocused, and his lips were pursed in a slight frown.

"Yo Metal Bat. You follwin this alright?" said Superalloy Darkshine.

Metal Bat turned to his fellow S-class heroes and angrily replied, "Da-hoy! Isn't that obvious? Just focus on the battle and stop worrying about who can see what!"

"Cool, cool..."

Burter held his hands up in a defensive stance, his eyes frivolously attempting to figure out which of his afterimages was actually Flashy Flash. This was definitely a more effective use of the afterimage technique. "I'll go for... the furthest left!" Burter plunged a fist at the furthest left afterimage, but his fist went through straight clean. "Damn it!" Flashy Flash jumped up into the sky, then began a succession of multiple front flips. The move he was about to use had been one of the first moves he and Kazuki learned together as part of the 44th final graduation class of their clan; he didn't like using it because it brought up bad memories, but he couldn't deny it was useful. The hero shot himself down and struck Burter with his left leg, but the alien caught it in his hand. Flashy Flash slashed Burter's wrist, causing him to let go of his leg. Flashy Flash continued the assault and went straight behind his opponent. Burter shouted in pain when he felt the cold katana slice through his back. But Burter wouldn't let the damage be one-sided; sucking up the pain, Burter made a 180 degree turn, placed his free hand out and fired a blue energy wave. The energy wave landed a direct hit on Flashy Flash, the force of the attack sending him flying back a few dozen feet.

"Ahh!" Both fighters moaned in pain. Burter's armor managed to absorb most of the brung of the blow, but it still wasn't strong enough to protect him completely. From his lower left of his torso to the top right of his right shoulder, a huge cut from Flashy Flash's katana pierced his body. On the flip-side, Flashy Flash's upper chest armor was shattered. The bottom half of his cape was burned off by the heat from Burter's energy wave, and he felt his chest compressing around his insides. He had been reckless in his attack, arrogant that his opponent wouldn't have had enough time to properly react and counter; one more short-range blast like that, and it was bye-bye Flashy Flash.

"Alright, no more Mr. Nice Guy. Now that you've seriously pissed me off, I'm not holding back anymore. It's time to show you exactly how fast the fastest guy in the universe can go!"

"Ok, hold it, hold it." Flashy Flash dropped his katana and scrunched his shoulders. "Exactly where do you get that from that you're the fastest in the universe? And why the hell do you have to keep boasting every 5 minutes?"

Flashy Flash's candor statement was something Burter didn't expect this far into the battle. "Its just because... just because I'm fast! What the hell's your deal?"

"It's getting on my nerves. Alright, alright, lets try to argue this problem logically. That purple guy with the big horns sticking out of his head." Flashy Flash pointed to Captain Ginyu. "He's your captain, right?"

"Yea..."

"And is he more powerful than you?"

"Uh-huh..."

"And according to the laws of common sense, a higher power level means you're faster, right?"

"Well, maybe..."

"AND! AND! That small lizard guy sitting on the hover chair is your boss."

"And?"

"And that probably means he's more powerful than all of you, right?"

"Ok, well that's just not fair..."

"Yo Burter!" Up from the spectating crowd floating in the air, Guldo chimed into the conversation, stating, "If you think about it, I can technically freeze time, so that makes me faster than any-"

Before Guldo could finish his idea of reasoning, Burter rudely and angrily cut him off, screaming at him, "Ok NO NO NO! I am not slower than you, Guldo! I'm sorry, but that's where I draw the fucking line!"

"Jeez, Burter, calm down," clamored Jeice.

"No, shut up! Just shut your mouths!"

"Well, the little guy has a point there, and I think you know it..." said Flashy Flash.

Burter turned back to Flashy Flash, his teeth bared with venomous rage. "Shut your face! You shut your stupid girlish face!"

This insult angered Flashy Flash, causing the ends of his mouth to drop down. "What?"

"You heard me! I only realized like 2 minutes ago that you weren't even a girl! You don't know what it's like! Everybody on my team has something special! I don't! What am I? The big blue snake guy? That's all I got! THAT'S ALL I GOT!"

But as expected of a cold-hearted and arrogant enemy, Flashy Flash let out a condescending wolf whistle and shook his head in the same form of manner, only serving to infuriate Burter even more. "If you ran as fast as your mouth, I'd consider you the fastest fighter in the universe. In my eyes, you're just a sad excuse for a fighter."

That did it. "You... You condescending, assholic, self-righteous piece of shit... NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!" Burter's energy began glowing around his body, until in seconds, his entire body was enraptured with a bright purple aura. "You've made me very VERY VERY! MAD!"

Flashy Flash put his hands up in a defensive stance in preparation for the next attack. Burter's form speedily faded from Flashy Flash's frontal line of sight; something wasn't right. "Ah!" Even Flashy Flash's speed wasn't fast enough to properly defend himself against Burter's fist that came barreling into his face. Flashy Flash tried to strike back, but Burter was moving at such a fast velocity, he was gone before he even had the chance to counter. Flashy Flash sensed something odd with this; he could tell Burter was fighting close to his maximum speed, so where did this extra boost in speed come from? He didn't even have the time to come up with an explanation, as Burter returned and shot himself back at Flashy Flash, striking him in the back just as Flashy Flash had done to him.

"Doesn't feel too good, does it?!" yelled Burter.

"Damn it..." Flashy Flash turned around to face Burter, who was standing in a typical confident pose of crossed arms and a smirk on his face. "How were you able to gain so much speed?"

"Oh, so NOW I'm fast! Well, if you must know, when I was a little boy, my mom was the most strict yet loving mother in existence. Everyday, I had to finish all of the household chores and make dinner for the two of us, and if I was ever late in preparing dinner, my mom would slap me like you couldn't imagine. It's because of that I had to become the fastest I could be and increase my traveling speed like I never thought possible. Your hand-to-hand combat speed might be superior to mine, but in terms of raw travel speed, you're outmatched entirely. Now let's see you handle... ONE OF THESE!" Burter sped towards Flashy Flash and attacked him with a right-handed chop toward his head. Flashy Flash managed to dodge, but like before, Burter's velocity didn't allow him to slow down, and he kept on hurtling across the arena until he firmly planted his feet into the ground to stop himself in his tracks.

During this short clash, Flashy Flash assessed the situation he was in. Burter wasn't lying when he said his travel speed was superior to his own, which pissed him off to no end. It was more than the fact he was faster, but the fact that he was such a hog for the spotlight and so insecure about himself made it all the more annoying. Each of his attacks were singular, as he used his enhanced travel speed to make sure he wouldn't have enough time to counterattack. He had to find the right time to land a counterstrike that Burter wouldn't anticipate so he could land the final blow. Throughout the entire fight, he'd been observing Burter's fighting style, his preferred attacks, and the movements he made while fighting him in close combat. Soon enough, he'd find an opening that Burter wouldn't be able to defend himself from.

The ninja flew toward Burter and attempted to swing at him with his katana, but Burter dodged before he had the chance to strike. Flashy Flash began several evasive maneuvers to ensure Burter couldn't land an accurate blow on Burter. Alas, Flashy Flash couldn't properly follow Burter's form, so this forced him to be on the defensive at all times in order to compensate.

"Behind you!"

Flashy Flash swung himself around, and Burter was floating above him, two bright blue balls of energy cupped into his hands. "Azure Energy Barrage!" In a furious blitz, Burter fired a stream of energy attacks at Flashy Flash. The blonde-haired ninja dodged each of the energy balls, although each of them exploded midair, creating shockwaves that combined were throwing Flashy Flash off balance. Burter flew toward Flashy Flash and nailed him square in the stomach with a right kick. Flashy flash retaliated and swung his katana at Burter's neck, but just as the blade was about to reach its target, Burter fired another short-ranged energy wave. Flashy Flash retreated and jumped onto one of the four pillars planted in the stadium. Burter flew toward him with his right fist prepping to strike, and Flashy Flash met his fist with a left knee. The two fighters struck each other with another successive wave of punches.

Burter shone a devious smile, which made Flashy Flash stiffen in preparation for what was to come next. The blue alien pointed his index finger and middle finger and attempted to jab Flashy Flash's eyes and blind him for the rest of the fight. Alas, Flashy Flash grabbed his wrist just as his fingernails were an inch away from piercing his eyes.

"Crotch shot!" With his free hand, Burter threw his fist down at Flashy Flash's junk, but Flashy Flash had prepared himself for a dirty move like that, and met his fist with his right knee once again. "Aw nuts." Burter spun both himself and Flashy Flash midair, and once he gained enough momentum, he forcefully pushed Flashy Flash off of him and straight into the ground. Flashy Flash spun several times while he catapulted to the ground, landing softly on the stone tiles.

"You know what? I think the fastest guy IN THE GINYU FORCE has had enough with this fight. Just for you, I'm gonna finish you off with my Blue Hurricane attack! It's my ultimate technique, and together with Jeice's Red Magma, it forms the most amazing combo attack ever conceived: The Seizure Procedure!"

"Ya got that right, Burter!" shouted Jeice from the sidelines.

"Now get ready, Flashy Flash! Here comes the pain!" Around his body, a pure blue aura enveloped him, and as he powered up, he struck a signature Ginyu Force pose as a means of intimidation and showmanship.

"BLUE HURRICANE!"

Burter rushed himself toward Flashy Flash. But what Burter didn't realize was that Flashy Flash had been waiting for this moment precisely; the moment when Burter would be too caught up in his own hubris and inflated ego and simply rush at him with everything he had. Flashy Flash readied himself, his katana held in his right hand, eager to strike its victim. In a centi-second, Burter closed the distance between the two of them and lashed out.

"Flashy Slash!"

Steel and flesh clashed against each other. The spectators marveled at the intensity, the energy from both of these powerful warrior's strikes. Blue energy and yellow lightning wrapped themselves around the two insanely fast fighters, and both of them were screaming as loud as they possibly could.

"GGGGGGHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAA!"

In a stunning flash of bright light and excessive energy, the stadium was lit with a blinding explosion.

Sonic was ecstatic. His feet were nervously tapping on the ground, his fingers mildly shaking his legs as he sat cross-legged on the ground. He still couldn't believe that Nappa had agreed to teach him how to use the supernatural abilities Nappa had utilized in their fight. With these secrets revealed to him, Saitama wouldn't stand a chance against him. "What's taking so long?"

"Just relax, will you?" Nappa was sitting on the ground, his back facing toward Sonic. At the moment, Nappa was attempting to psyche himself up for this crash course he was going to give Sonic. He was still contemplating whether or not this was worth the time and effort. Never in a million years would he have thought he would be TEACHING the speedy prick. He turned his head around, and was taken aback when he saw how excited he was for this; he'd never seen ANYONE this excited about anything. "Oh god, I'm already regretting this..."

He sighed, then turned himself around to face Sonic. "Alright, if I'm gonna do this, we're gonna lay down some ground rules."

Sonic shifted uncomfortably; this didn't sound good at all. "Ok..."

"Rule #1!" The authority and confidence in Nappa's voice was extremely dominant, and he felt like he was in fact sitting face-to-face with an army drill sergeant. "You will address me as Sir."

"Alright..."

"Alright WHAT!?"

Sonic groaned, and said through gritted teeth, "Alright, Sir."

"That's better. Rule #2: My word is law. You will obey all of my instructions without ANY objections whatsoever, you got that, maggot?"

"Understood, sir."

"Now, repeat after me," Nappa's stern face softened, and the authoritative tone was diluted with disdainful and arrogant banter. "I have zero talent."

The vein on Sonic's forehead bulged, and his fists were clenched as he shouted back at Nappa, "What?! No way am I saying that!"

Instead of arguing back, Nappa instead shrugged his shoulders and gave Sonic an indifferent look. "Cool!" Nappa pushed himself off of the ground, and proceeded to walk toward his bunk bed, saying, "Means less work for me. Good look fighting the bald bastard; I'll write on your epitaph, "He died like he lived: a pig."

"No no!" The ninja silently admitted defeat, slouching his whole body and closing his eyes while saying, "I have zero talent."

Hectic laughter filled the room. The saiyan general clasped his chest as he howled with delight. He took back what he said: he wouldn't trade this for the world.

"Wait, hold on." Nappa took deep breaths to calm himself down, although it took about a minute for him to finally calm himself down. "You haven't finished: "General Nappa has all of the talent."

"General Nappa has all of the talent."

"If I'm lucky, some of General Nappa's amazing talents will brush off on me."

"If I am lucky, some of General Nappa's amazing talents will brush off on me!"

"Ah-ha! That's amazing!"

"Alright Alright! It's very funny! Now can we get on with it?!"

"Fine fine. I got my fill of laughs for the day." Nappa walked back to the spot he was originally sitting at, and seated himself with his legs crossed and his hands on his laps, the stoic demeanor quickly returning as the atmosphere around the two began to fill itself with anticipation and hidden dread at the same time.

"Are you ready?" asked Nappa.

The ninja scoffed at Nappa, replying with, "I'm always ready."

"Good. Then let's begin.

"Inside of every living being, at the center of their bodies," Nappa pointed to the center of his chest as a reference point, "there is an intangible force known as ki. By drawing it out, you change this into a tangible force that you can manipulate and use outside of the body. Observe." Nappa held his palm out, and from his hand, a small bright ball of energy formed from his hand. Sonic slowly approached the ball of energy with a silent yet enthusiastic expression on his face. He never got to see the energy first-hand, as he went unconscious just before Nappa fired his ultimate energy cannon. Now that he could see just a tiny sample of this phenomenal energy, he marveled at its bright glow, the heat emanating from it, like a night light giving warmth to all those around it. "Very interesting."

Nappa cupped his palm, motioning for Sonic to move back to his upright position. "It is this internal ki that fuels all energy attacks. Even the ability of flight is just the user being propelled upward by their energy. Depending on how much energy you've built up inside you and how effective you are at honing it, the speed at which you fly and the power of your energy blasts will greatly improve."

"So how do I access it?"

"You have to imagine ki as an extension of yourself. Just as you actively command your body to walk, to breathe, to fight, you also have to command the energy in yourself and channel it to wherever you want, whether it be your hands, your feet, your mouth, even your eyes. But given your weakened state, it would be harder for you to channel your energy."

"Can I give it a shot, sir?"

"Sure." Sonic cupped his hands and did as Nappa said. In his mind, he commanded the energy to come into his palms, to come surging forth out of his body into his palms. However, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how much he forcibly demanded the energy come out of him, nothing came out of him. "It isn't working!"

"Just calm down. Like I said, it won't be as easy when you're in this weakened state. But clouding your mind with anger and frustration is just gonna make it more difficult. Imagine the energy in yourself like a river that flows throughout you, giving you the strength and speed your body needs. Right now, in order to release it, you have to empty your mind of everything; the only thing that should be on your mind is feeling that river. Can you do that?"

The black-haired ninja nodded to him. "I think I can." Sonic once again closed his eyes, except this time, he left all of his anger and frustrations behind him. "Erase all thoughts. Like a river flowing through me." These were the only thoughts running through his mind. He continued to persist and keep his mind devoid of any other thoughts, until finally, a bright blue light shined between his hands. Sonic opened his eyes, and he gasped. He had done it. He managed to unlock his inner ki!

"I'M DOING IT!"

"Good." Nappa gave Sonic a sly smirk and nodded his head in approval. "Once your body's fully operational again, this should be a breeze to master, and you'll be able to form energy attacks with the capacity of destroying entire cities."

"Are you serious?! That's amazing! There's no time to waste then! Let's take to the skies!"

Nappa's grin faded and he said, "Whoa whoa! You're way too early into training to think about learning to fly! You think that if you get on a bike, you'll be able to ride it in a day? It takes muscle memory, time for your body and mind to properly adjust and integrate your internal ki into your daily movements. Besides, in your state, you'd be faster on the ground than in the air."

Groans of annoyance filled Nappa's ears, causing him to shout, "Stop your complaining, you prick! Look, if you wanna fly, you're gonna have to get this down first! Now, before we go any further, I want you to to form a ball of energy as big as a grapefruit. Then, when you finally get that done, work on halving the time it took for you to form that energy, then work on halving THAT time, THEN make the energy ball twice as large. Do that, and then we'll talk about flying."

"Son of a..."

"What was that?!"

"Nothing."

"Nothing WHAT?!"

"Nothing, sir."

"That's better. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna eat the apple you were gonna save for later."

Sonic's face twisted in rage. "LIKE HELL YOU WILL!"

In response, Nappa wagged his finger in his typical arrogant tone. "Ah ah ah! Don't you remember Rule #2?

"But-"

"But nothing! Just focus on your own thing and let me enjoy your apple."

Sonic groaned and grumbled to himself, grudgingly focusing his attention back on the atter at hand. All-the-while, Nappa was feasting himself on Sonic's apple, beaming in delight. This was officially the best prison sentence he ever served in his life.

City Z was nothing short of a ghost-town, devoid of any human life, emphasis on human. No, in this city, monsters were roaming free, wandering the empty streets, looting whatever shops that caught their eyes or foods that looked tasty. Any people that were dumb enough to stay behind were either beaten, tortured, or devoured by any monster they were unfortunate enough to cross paths with.

In a dark alleyway, a pack of monsters were reading a newspaper the humans had published for today's paper. As they read through the different subjects, their eyes caught the headline about the Monster Association and the operations throughout all 26 of the human cities.

"An entire association of monsters? Sounds neat."

"But it doesn't say the location of the headquarters..." said one of the monsters.

"True," said another monster. "But if I had to guess..." The monster averted his gaze from the paper and up to the sky. "There are a lot of strong presences that way. It's a sensation only fellow monsters can send out and feel."

"You know there are rumors that the headquarters was actually in this ghost town, how they wanted to bring about a revolution, but I never actually believed it."

"I get it now," said one of the monsters. "These attacks... they weren't just meant as a warning to a humans. They were meant as an invitation... for US!"

"Really?"

"That sounds awesome!"

"I wanna join the Monster Association!"

The horde of monsters began marching in a large group, each of them cackling in sadistic pleasure as the idea of the downfall of humanity ran through all of their minds.

"WE'RE GONNA MASSACRE ALL OF THE HEROES!"

"Not today."

Before any of the monsters even had time to register the fact they were in danger, they were all obliterated in a single punch, their guts being vaporized by the overwhelming heat from the kinetic energy built up by the hero, Saitama. All in all, about 100 monsters were left as lifeless corpses, tainting the street with their blood and intestines. Saitama thanked god that he wasn't wearing his hero suit, or else his clothes would have been stained with a bunch of random blood splotches and chunks of different internal intestines. This entire predicament was like a double edged sword for him and all the other people who had been saved by Saitama.

"Ah ha! I finally made it!" His apartment complex came into sight; he didn't even bother slowing down as he arrived at the entrance of the apartment building. Not giving a shit about the collateral damage, he bust through the front doors. As he raced up the stairs, each stair step ruptured and broke in half from the immense pressure of Saitama's feet. In less then a second, Saitama made it to his apartment, breaking through his wooden door just as he did the doors before.

"Eh, the Hero Association can pay for the bills. Now where did I put my suit..." Saitama put his temples to his head. If this took longer than a minute, Saitama would be seriously pissed. He practically tore apart his drawers trying to find his hero suit. Nothing turned up. Next, he ran into his bathroom to see if he left in the bathroom, since that was one of the most likely places he'd leave it. No such luck. "Damn it!"

Saitama exited his bathroom and scurried across his main living room. But out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something white and yellow laying on the balcony along with a few other pieces of clothes. "YES!" He forgot that Genos had left his laundry to dry, since his dryer was broken and he didn't want to waste the money to replace it. He thoroughly examined the suit to see if there were any spots that Genos had missed, and thankfully, there was nothing noticeable. "Got to hurry!"

In Saitama's mind, everybody had already evacuated the city since there were literally hundreds of monsters in the city, so that's why he didn't even bother entering the balcony to change, but instead went buck-ass nude right out in the open. At this point, he couldn't give two shits and a popsicle about anything except Frieza.

Once he was finally changed into his hero suit, he beamed with delight. "All I need to do is make up the time I lost getting here." Saitama jumped off of the balcony and onto the streets so that he wouldn't damage his apartment." Killer Move Serious Series: Serious Jump." Saitama bent his legs, and propelled himself up into the sky, cracking the street and causing it to sink into the Earth.

Saitama's heart was ablaze, and his eyes were flaming with passion. "Let's go make some history!"

The spectating fighters covered their eyes just as they had in the previous battles as the wind swept through the land yet again in the wake of yet another earth-shattering clash. The entire arena was as bright as a supernova, preventing anyone from seeing exactly what was going on.

It took about 10 seconds for the intense and lustrous energy dome to secede, and it took another 10 seconds for all of the spectators to feel it was safe enough to open their eyes.

"That was insane," said Superalloy Darkshine.

"Who do you think won?" asked King.

"The light and smoke are clearing. Take a look for yourselves."

Every single spectator waited in earnest for the revelation of who was the victor of this 4th round of the Friezamania.

"I think I see him..." said Jeice. He squinted his eyes, and behind the layer of dust, he could clearly see a form laying unconscious on the ground.

"HA! BURTER'S WON!" shouted Jeice with fanatic delight. He knew his best mate would kick that ninja's arse.

"I wouldn't be so sure," added Captain Ginyu.

"Huh?"

Captain Ginyu pointed down to show Jeice what he was talking about. Jeice squinted even harder, and let out a gasp of shock. The one laying unconscious on the ground was... Burter.

"Me... me best mate lost?" said Jeice in a tone of repudiation.

"But Jeice, Captain Ginyu, what about..." Guldo spoke in a hesitant tone and pointed to what he was seeing. The smoke cleared, and what it revealed was stupefying. Lying unconscious on the ground just a few feet away was... Flashy Flash. BOTH of them were knocked out. Across Burter's right arm, a deep cut seared through his limb. His armor was broken, his shoulder pads shattered into several different pieces and his black wristbands laid with dozens of scratches and marks. On the flip-side, Flashy Flash held in his right hand nothing but a sword handle. A foot away from his right hand, the blade of his katana was fractured beyond repair, broken into several little pieces just like Burter's shoulder pads. His hair was a mess, and his cape had been almost completely vaporized by the heat of the clash, leaving just a small rag hanging at the base of his neck.

"So... it's a tie?" asked Metal Bat.

"I guess it is," replied Bang.

"Burter..." Jeice flew down as fast as he could to his unconscious friend, forcing back a sob as he took in all of the bruises and scars on his body. He put his fingers to his neck to confirm whether the worst had happened. He sighed a breath of relief: Burter was still alive, just knocked unconscious. "Me mate. I'm sorry this had ta happen to ya. I promise, I'll avenge ya in the next round if it's the last thing I bloody do!"

He stared at Flashy Flash's unconscious body and growled in anger. Grabbing Flashy Flash by the hair, Jeice threw him to the spectating heroes who were each a little uncomfortable with the emotions Jeice was displaying.

"Captain, can ya get Burter to the healing pod?" shouted Jeice.

"Of course," replied Captain Ginyu. The captain floated down and picked up Burter's lifeless body, being careful not to touch any of his scars.

"ALRIGHT YA BASTARDS! WHO WANTS SOMA THIS AUSTRALIAN ARSE, HUH?!"

"I do!" Metal Bat speedily jumped up onto the arena, a grin on his face and his eyes burning with passionate intensity.

"It's about time I finally got to bash some skulls in."

Until Chapter 20, where the 5th round of the Friezamania will commence!