Chapter 911: Who Says Scissors Must Lose to Stone?

"My reaction speed is slow? How is that possible?"

Saitama looked somewhat disbelieving; his right hand cycled through Rock-Paper-Scissors gestures at such speed that it produced an afterimage effect — seemingly slow yet actually fast — like an electric fan spinning up.

Bang watched from the side, his eye twitching, because even he would find it difficult to replicate that Rock-Paper-Scissors afterimage.

"I didn't say your move-switching speed is slow; I said your ability to respond to immediate moves is no good. In a guessing game like this, the faster you throw your sign, the lower your chance of winning. If you don't believe me, have Genos use his Electronic Eye to watch your Rock-Paper-Scissors at super-high speed."

"You knock me, I wear it, Rock-Paper-Scissors————"

His head took another hit from the Toy Hammer. Saitama looked at his Disciple and saw Genos staring with wide eyes.

"How was it?"

"This old man lags a beat when playing Rock-Paper-Scissors. He only switched from a fist to Scissors after you, Saitama-sensei, threw Paper — just a slight acceleration in the second half, so it looked like a normal game. I see. You throw first, he throws after; no wonder Broly-san said the faster you throw, the lower your win rate————"

Genos had a sudden realization.

"Then that counts as cheating, doesn't it? What a crafty old geezer — playing a kids' game and still cheating?!"

After hearing that, Saitama's anger meter rose a bit. Bang sensed trouble and hurriedly explained: "That's not cheating — that's the correct way to play this game! Insight into the opponent's throwing intent, thereby countering their throw — that is the essence of martial arts!"

Bang's words failed to convince Saitama; Saitama was still grumbling and said he wanted another round.

In this round, he opened his other palm to cover the hand forming Rock-Paper-Scissors. Bang could no longer observe his throwing intent, and Rock-Paper-Scissors lost.

Saitama's face showed excitement; his hand shot for the Toy Hammer, but Bang was faster — he already had the Construction Helmet on his head.

【Young man, speed alone isn't enough if precision is lacking————】

The thought had just surfaced in Bang's mind when he suddenly felt the sensation of facing a dangerous ferocious beast.

Before him, Saitama finally gripped the Toy Hammer, his whole body radiating killing intent, and brought it down on Bang's position.

Bang's figure vanished beneath the Construction Helmet. The helmet took the Toy Hammer strike — Bang! A huge sound — and was driven into the Dojo's Wooden Floor. The floor dented, the helmet flattened, yet the Toy Hammer in Saitama's hand remained perfectly fine.

"Hey, is running away allowed?"

"If I didn't run, that one hit from you would've sent this old man straight to the ICU?"

Having jumped to the Ceiling and anchored himself by driving his hands into it, Bang couldn't help but explain his fleeing behavior.

"Fine. Come down now, stand still, and I guarantee I won't beat you into the ICU!"

"I'll add one more share of the Return Gift High-Grade Beef."

"No deal. At least two shares."

"Deal done."

Bang used an off-board reconciliation move; Saitama used bargaining. In the end, the two reached a consensus.

Detaching from the Ceiling and landing, Bang looked at Broly: "How about it, young man? Want to play a round of this guessing game with me?"

"Old man, if you play Rock-Paper-Scissors with me, aren't you afraid of losing and getting hammered into the ICU by my Toy Hammer?"

"Cough. I trust that with your breadth of mind, you certainly wouldn't hold it against an old man, and with your skill, you can certainly control your force."

Bang put a high hat on Broly, wanting to witness the on-the-spot reaction capability of this young man who had exposed the essence of the guessing game.

"Forget it, old man. You're guaranteed to lose against me; wouldn't be good if you got heated up and lost your cool."

"Hahaha, it's just a little game. This old man's mindset is excellent — how could I get heated? But young man, don't boast; one should be a bit more modest."

Broly: "————"

"Is your master always like this when he talks?"

He looked at Charanko and asked.

"My master, in his old age, is usually like this."

Charanko nodded.

"Old man, you're old and love lecturing — I get that. But can you stop grabbing just anyone and lecturing them?

If you run into someone who doesn't respect elders, that attitude of yours — putting on airs as a life senior to lecture them — is guaranteed to get you beaten."

"Hohoho————"

Bang laughed and nodded, then his expression instantly turned serious.

"So, young man, will you play Rock-Paper-Scissors with this old man or not?"

"Fine. Since you insist on taking a beating here, I'll respect your wish."

"You knock, I hit, Rock-Paper-Scissors————"

The moment the throw finished, Broly's Scissors beat Paper. The Toy Hammer reached his hand and knocked onto Bang's head.

"Not bad. But that was this old man letting you, young man, take the first round. Again."

"Rock-Paper-Scissors————"

"Don~"

"Rock-Paper————"

"Don!"

"Paper————"

"Don!"

Continuing from Saitama's round, once Broly took over, Bang's head thoroughly became a Wooden Fish.

The Toy Hammer struck it, producing a pleasant don-don-don sound.

The force wasn't great, but the insult factor was extremely strong. Blue veins bulged on Bang's forehead.

Truly a competitive game — it really gets people heated.

Even a self-proclaimed excellent-mindset old beard got knocked until he was furious.

"Again!"

"Bang-shifu, maybe we should stop?"

Charanko persuaded from the side, but Bang looked like he'd been knocked heated — he simply wouldn't listen.

Broly didn't suspect anything else, continuing to play Rock-Paper-Scissors with him, and didn't discover the flash of cunning in Bang's eyes.

"Rock-Paper-Scissors————"

After making a move again, Broly played Scissors, while Bang played Fist.

"No, can you switch hands to make a move?"

And the reason for this situation was that Bang switched hands to make a move, and before making the move used his dominant hand to feint playing Cloth.

"Uh, the regulations didn't say you can't switch hands to make a move."

Charanko explained from the side.

"Young person, the old man isn't knocking you, just wants to teach you a lesson, don't underestimate any opponent."

The fired-up expression on Bang's face had already disappeared, replaced again by that old-senior-educating-youngsters arrogant manner.

"Old Fist fears few Scissors, has the old man ever heard of it?"

"Hm?"

Broly's Scissors leaned over, directly clamping onto Bang's Fist.

【This guy————】

Broly's Scissors exerted force, just like hydraulic pliers, forcibly prying open Bang's clenched fist.

"Good, your fist turned into Cloth, looks like I won again."

Broly picked up the toy hammer on the ground, and gently tapped it on Bang's head again.

This time, Bang didn't go get the construction helmet to make futile resistance, just stared blankly at his hand that had turned into Cloth, letting the toy hammer tap on his head.

"Sigh, truly old, can't compare to young people."

"Is there a possibility that even if you weren't old, you still couldn't beat me?"

"Can't you say some words to comfort a defeated old man?"

Bang spoke, then rubbed his pinched hand, and placed it behind his back.

"Although I lost, I still want to ask, is there anyone among you interested in this old man's Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist?

""

"Uh————"

"Truly no one interested?"

"No, I want to ask, what is Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist?"

Saitama raised his hand, asking.

"No, you don't even know Master Bang's fist technique, yet you came to our dojo?

"

Charanko was somewhat in disbelief.

"I came for the high-grade beef, uh, that is, the return gift."

Saitama spoke the truth.

"Listen, the so-called Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist is a fist technique that can smash giant rocks with fists!"

Charanko introduced excitedly.

"But, smashing giant rocks with fists, this kind of thing, should be something anyone can do, right?"

Genos's words made Hell's Blizzard look sideways, even Vivian looked over; these two were the only ones at the scene besides Charanko who couldn't smash giant stones with flesh fists.

And Mosquito Girl had a calm appearance; when she fought Genos back then, entering Blood Mosquito State, she casually sliced a residential building in half at the waist.

"Well, although anyone can do it, if you learn this old man's Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist, you can do this thing with less effort."

Bang said, and the "anyone" in his mouth obviously referred to Saitama and Broly, of course, counting Genos in was also no problem.

"How about it, want to learn Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist from this old man?"

Bang struck a stance.

"Truly the return gift isn't so easy to get, you old man wouldn't be thinking the wool comes from the sheep, planning to charge us a large tuition fee, right?

I'm telling you, I only have ten thousand yen in my pocket right now, no more, wanting me to borrow money to pay tuition, that's something don't even think about."

Saitama looked at Bang with a vigilant face, because of Broly he indeed had some interest in martial arts representing technique, but anti-scam awareness still made him keep some vigilance.

But Saitama's words made Bang somewhat unable to keep a straight face; he, a dignified S-Class Hero, senior figure in the martial arts world, although he used to collect tuition teaching fist techniques in the dojo, now he was planning to find talented people to be closed-door disciples, inherit his Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist, how could he possibly charge money.

"No money, free, as long as you're willing to learn."

Hearing this, Saitama's vigilant expression instantly returned to his normal face.

"Uh, free, sorry, old man, I misunderstood you a bit."

Saitama scratched his face, even showing he was somewhat embarrassed.

"You're very short on money?"

Bang asked.

"Which young person isn't short on money?"

Saitama finished speaking, thought of Broly's luxury sedan, hurriedly pointed at Broly to add.

"Of course, he excluded."

"Hm, if as my closed-door disciple, later you can inherit my dojo."

Bang nodded.

", you don't already have a disciple?"

Saitama looked at Charanko.

"Although Charanko is my disciple, his talent isn't too good, later probably can't hold the dojo, I need a disciple with talent, with strength, to inherit my dojo, by the way, the Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist dojo, just the land is worth three hundred million."

Bang rubbed his chin, then said.

"I've been wanting to ask since just now — old man, with a dojo this big, don't you have any other disciples?"

"There used to be quite a few disciples, but they were driven away by an unworthy disciple; now only Charanko remains."

"Hm?"

""

Seeing everyone's curiosity, Saitama also seemed interested in learning Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist, so Bang explained.

"Martial arts are techniques for strengthening the body, maintaining health, self-defense, and protecting others, yet my former senior disciple Garou did not acknowledge this martial arts ideology of mine.

He believed martial arts are power; to pursue even greater power, and also to prove he had become stronger, he took advantage of my absence from the dojo to defeat the others using the fist techniques I taught.

He struck heavily; aside from Charanko who happened to be slacking off that day, everyone else was beaten into the hospital, and because of the threatening words that unworthy disciple spoke, they chose to leave the dojo.

However, you needn't worry — that traitor who left the sect should be no match for you."

Bang acknowledged he could not defeat Saitama or Broly, yet did not feel he would fail to teach Garou a lesson.

He himself was weaker than Saitama and Broly; Garou was weaker than him; therefore, Garou was weaker than these two.

What, you ask about Genos?

Hmm, Bang still had confidence he could defeat Genos.

He was S-Class Rank 3; although he is now Rank 4, this ranking wasn't gained by coasting on seniority.

Rather, it was with Bang's every punch and kick, fighting monsters and evil organizations, that he fought his way to it.

Leaving aside A-Class and below heroes, but as for S-Class heroes — which one doesn't have the blood of villains all over their hands?

"How about it, Saitama? Will you join my dojo and become the new senior disciple of the Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist Dojo?"

Bang looked over expectantly; as for testing character, that wasn't needed — he had secretly tailed Saitama these past days and already understood Saitama's character.

Although Saitama struck monsters heavily, often blowing up heads and such, toward ordinary people he still properly acted as a hero protecting them.

That alone showed he was a kind person; not to mention Saitama himself possessed tremendous strength, so teaching him the fist technique would merely be adding bricks and tiles atop his already powerful strength.

Saitama pondered whether to become a disciple, but before he could consider and give a direct answer, a young man in a black suit rushed in hastily.

"Silver Fang, something's happened."

The visitor was the person in charge of the Z-City Hero Association Branch.

"Devil Corpse Maniac and Super Flash are also here; just as well, Headquarters is looking for you too."

"What happened?"

"I don't know the specifics either, but Headquarters is summoning all S-Class heroes to rush to A-City Headquarters for a meeting; word is a massive disaster is about to descend."

In the dojo, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

"Cough————"

Bang coughed once.

"We'd better head to the Hero Association Headquarters first and take a look."

The matter of whether to learn Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist was interrupted.

"I'll go too."

Saitama volunteered, appearing eager to try at the massive disaster.

【If it's solved, hero rank goes up, and I can get hero reward money————】

Who knows what's going on — major disasters that used to appear on TV from time to time seem to have vanished without a trace recently.

Beside him, Broly — the hero who caused those TV-reportable disasters to disappear — asked Mosquito Girl and the others: "Are you coming along?"

"I'll pass; I want to go shopping."

"With my current strength I can't help you, Broly Teacher, so I won't go either."

Mosquito Girl and Vivian's responses left Hell's Blizzard, who wanted to tag along, momentarily unable to say she wanted to go.

"Broly, this time it's a summons for S-Class heroes; I'm only B-Class so I won't go, but if there really is a disaster, after you solve it, remember to publicize our Blizzard Group's name."

In the end, Fubuki only instructed the boy with that one sentence.

"Why do I feel like I've been subtly insulted?"

Boarding the helicopter, Saitama — now merely a C-Class hero — suddenly said.

"Teacher isn't an ordinary C-Class hero; going back will definitely be of help."

Genos spoke seriously, which actually comforted Saitama.

"That's right, I'm not the same as an ordinary C-Class hero; I'm one who can help."