"Weirdos? Monsters?"
Silver Fang Bang frowned, rarely showing such seriousness.
He hadn't expected that after leaving with Bomb for just a short while, the entire arena would be wrecked like this. Clearly, these monsters had been planning for a long time.
"Silver Fang Bang? Association S-Class Rank 3 Hero? And… S-Class Rank 2, Saitama?"
Gouketsu, fresh from battle, also noticed their arrival.
As one of the Monster Association's cadres, he was well aware of the Hero Association's top 10 S-Class heroes.
He had come to the Super Fight Tournament to recruit powerful martial artists and turn them into monsters.
But the appearance of Ashura Queen had disrupted his plans.
That guy's strength was absolutely on par with the top S-Class heroes!
Now, given the situation—
Retreat was the best choice!
"Two S-Class powerhouses… seems I've lost this round. But don't get too proud. The world… will always belong to monsters! Hahaha! Stop them!!"
As expected of Gouketsu.
He quickly judged the situation, wasted no words, and ordered his disciples and black crows to block Bang and Saitama while he fled.
"He cannot be allowed to escape! His strength is at least Dragon-level!"
Bang's expression was grim.
Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!
The Ghost-level black birds in his way had no resistance. A flurry of flowing punches twisted their muscles, shattered their bones, and left them in heaps of broken flesh on the ground.
"As expected of a grandmaster, Master Bang of Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!"
The host hiding in a corner was in awe.
Even the bloodied, battered Suiryu couldn't help but be impressed.
But he also felt curious—Bang was S-Class Rank 3, but this bald man Saitama… was Rank 2?
This guy was ranked even higher than Silver Fang.
But…
Just remembering that fart earlier, Suiryu still felt uneasy.
"Saitama! That guy's too strong, be careful!"
Suiryu couldn't help but shout a warning.
But when he looked—
Saitama was already gone.
Everyone realized at the same time.
Far in the distance, about a hundred meters away, Gouketsu had just fled—
But Saitama was already blocking his path.
"Oh? A Dragon-level monster? Nice to meet you."
Wearing his battle suit, Saitama stood there, dead-fish eyes full of interest.
He could defeat Suiryu, huh?
Not bad. Looked like he had some skill—at least some stylish moves.
But… was he injured? Who had he fought before this?
"Saitama?"
Gouketsu's eyes narrowed sharply, his mind more focused than ever.
As a true martial arts grandmaster, combined with the power of monsterization, his sensory perception was unparalleled.
To him, Saitama's body was full of openings, weak like an ordinary man.
If he hadn't seen it himself, he would've thought this bald man was nothing more than a tired salaryman, a regular nobody.
But just now—
In a single instant, Saitama had closed the distance and appeared right in front of him.
Even Gouketsu hadn't seen how he moved.
This man… was his greatest rival yet.
"Oh, I'm Saitama. What about you? What's your name? Since you're a monster, you can choose to surrender now. That way, I won't have to fight."
Saitama said seriously.
"Surrender?"
Gouketsu froze for a second, then burst out laughing.
Who was he?
A prodigy, a true martial arts grandmaster!
He had once fallen to monsters, but now he had long surpassed that time.
He might fear Saitama, but to surrender just because of a few words?
That was insulting!
"I advise you to listen to Saitama."
Bang stepped forward, his hunched frame emanating a sharp aura.
"Get lost, old man!"
Gouketsu decided that breaking through Bang's side was easier.
He threw his fist with full force.
Mountain-Crushing Fist!
"Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist!"
Bang unleashed a flowing flurry, dispersing all of Gouketsu's power. The aftermath tore his robes, yet he stood tall like a true martial master.
"So strong! That's Master Bang!"
"No wonder he's the peak of martial arts!"
"Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist, the true pinnacle!"
The surviving martial artists gasped in awe.
Even Gouketsu was startled.
This frail-looking old man held terrifying strength!
"Old man, get out of my way!!"
He roared, his fist glowing like iron.
Armored Heavy Punch!
Just as Bang prepared to counter, a figure appeared in front of him.
Straight and motionless, like a wooden pole.
Saitama.
He took Gouketsu's punch—
With his face.
The shockwave stunned everyone. Suiryu's eyes widened in disbelief.
Because—
They all saw it.
Saitama's face only smoked faintly. No wound. No blood.
Nothing.
Blocked it?
With his face?
"Bullying old men isn't a good habit."
Saitama said slowly.
Bang: "Pfft… damn… I'm not that old yet…"
He almost spat blood.
Gouketsu's heart churned violently.
Not even the Monster Association's king Orochi would take his punch so casually.
But this man had taken it head-on.
With his face.
Completely unharmed.
"Impossible! No human body can withstand such power!"
Gouketsu roared.
"Just train every day. No matter the season—don't stop. Push yourself past your limits, even when your body feels like it can't go on. Keep going. One day, your body will grow stronger than ever."
Saitama said with utmost seriousness.
Gouketsu punched again and again, his fists smashing Saitama's face, chest, neck.
But to the shock of everyone, it had no effect.
Only wisps of white smoke rose.
Not a scratch.
Was this guy even human?
Suddenly, Saitama grabbed Gouketsu's fist with one hand. His dead-fish eyes sharpened in an instant.
"If even you don't believe in yourself as a martial artist, then no matter how stylish your moves are, what's the point? Monster, I advise you to be kind."
He clenched his red glove.
Normal Punch!
A single blow fell.
(End of Chapter)
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