Chapter 60: I Would Like to Experience It
Charanko, standing to the side, flipped the scorecard and announced loudly:
"Round Two, start!"
This time, Saitama locked his gaze on Bang, trying to predict his next move through observation.
Bang, however, remained calm, embodying the demeanor of a martial arts master unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him. A faint smile lingered on his face.
Sure enough, Saitama lost again.
Bang played Rock, Saitama played Scissors.
The result was the same. Before Saitama could even touch the metal pot, his head had already been bonked by the hammer.
"Again!"
BONK!
"Damn it! Again!"
BONK!
"Why did I lose again?! Again!"
BONK!
"Ouch! Again!"
BONK!
The sounds of percussion rang out continuously like a drumline.
Time passed slowly. Charanko, keeping score on the side, was getting tired. He flipped the card again.
"Round 65. Master maintains a complete victory streak."
King observed the two from the side, keeping his camera focused on a certain shiny bald head.
Or rather, the head was no longer shiny; it was starting to turn red.
From start to finish, Bang maintained a calm demeanor, showing no signs of tension.
In contrast, Saitama's face was twisted with rage. Veins popped out on his smooth head, and his body trembled slightly as endless anger surged in his heart.
The spot repeatedly hit by the hammer looked swollen and red, even emitting white steam.
King sat by the side, genuinely curious.
His [Night Guy] kick, capable of blowing up a planet, hadn't managed to break Saitama's defense, yet this little toy hammer was doing the job?
King concluded that the red skin likely wasn't from the impact, but because Saitama was so angry that blood had rushed to his head.
Damn it, you bastard! Why can't I win even once?!
"Round 66, start!"
After the shout, both extended their hands simultaneously.
This time, Bang played Paper. The Bald Demon played Scissors.
Saitama's pupils constricted. Ecstasy washed over him. He reached for the toy hammer without hesitation.
Perhaps because he had been crushed so many times that he was delirious, or maybe just from sheer overexcitement, his fingers accidentally extended a bit too far while grabbing.
Thus, the handle of the hammer slipped perfectly past his fingers and slid away.
CRAP!!!
Seeing this, the frustration in Saitama's heart exploded. His features twisted into a knot, and the veins on his forehead pulsed like earthworms.
Seeing Saitama so furious, Bang unhurriedly picked up the metal pot between them and lightly placed it over his head.
He closed his eyes. Memories of his life flashed through his mind—memories so beautiful, shining brightly in the river of time.
Back then, he often played this game with his many disciples. Every time, they would look angry but helpless. Each of their faces flickered in Bang's memory.
How nostalgic... those times were quite warm...
With that thought, Bang opened his eyes again.
In the next second, an unparalleled aura of death shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his skull. Every cell in his body screamed a warning.
In Bang's eyes, the world seemed to turn blood-red. A berserk aura erupted from the bald man in the yellow jumpsuit before him—power and momentum terrifying enough to chill the soul.
Saitama had successfully grabbed the hammer. Channeling all the dissatisfaction and rage from losing until now into this one strike, he just wanted to give Bang a vicious bonk.
In that instant, Bang's life flashed before his eyes.
If the previous memories were warm reminiscences triggered by a familiar game...
Then what he was seeing now was his life literally flashing before his eyes!!
If I don't dodge... I will definitely die!
With pupils constricted to the limit, Bang, for the sake of his own life, immediately chose to violate the rules of the game. He flickered and vanished from the spot, leaving only the metal pot suspended in mid-air, not yet fallen.
In the very next instant, Saitama's hammer smashed into the metal pot.
BOOM!
Violent force created an invisible shockwave.
If he hadn't controlled his strength, the entire dojo would have exploded.
"Hey! Old man! Where are your gaming ethics?! Are you allowed to dodge that?!"
Facing Saitama's furious shout, Bang awkwardly touched his white hair, not knowing what to say.
He knew he had broken the rules, but his sharp martial arts intuition told him that if he hadn't dodged that strike, his head would have exploded like a ripe watermelon.
King took a sip of tea and casually stopped the recording.
Excellent. A fine piece of blackmail material. I can play this for the Baldy frequently in the future.
"Don't be angry, Saitama. It's this old man's loss. How about I give you an extra box of Wagyu beef?"
After observing for a while, Bang had basically mastered the "Saitama User Manual" and began to apply it.
Sure enough, upon hearing the keywords "Wagyu beef," the dissatisfaction and anger leaked out of Saitama like a punctured balloon. He smiled again.
"That's great then. Remember not to cheat again, old man."
Seeing Saitama settled, Bang turned his gaze to King, who had been secretly recording everything, wondering if he should invite him to play the game too.
Just then, King noticed Bang's gaze and understood his intention.
But he didn't want to play this mini-game. It would be bullying.
With his heaven-defying luck, playing a game of chance like this? Even if he picked randomly, he would crush the opponent until they doubted life itself.
Besides, King wanted to try something else.
So, before Bang could speak, King asked first:
"Old man Bang, I've heard your Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist has reached the pinnacle of perfection. I would like to experience it. What do you think?"
Hearing this request, Bang was stunned for a moment. Then, a sharp light burst from his aged eyes, though his face maintained a gentle smile.
"Of course. However, the dojo cannot withstand a spar of this level. Let's go outside."
On the surface, he looked calm, but inside, he was thrilled.
Wonderful! Although I couldn't get Saitama to fall in love with martial arts, I didn't expect King to show interest! Now, the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist might have a chance to find a super-powerful successor!
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