We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

The ability to change direction in the air and the means to use gravity, I have never seen the two combined. I hope you can make me have more fun.

Krieg grinned widely, looking like a Shura on the face of the Asura Rhinoceros Beetle. Genos's speed was even faster with that evil smile, and the advancing flames almost ignited the surrounding air.

"I remembered a joke," Krieg squatted down, and his stretched feet cracked his shoes. The dark muscles as hard as rocks bulged and became angular under Krieg's force. They were created by knives and axes. Under the force, the soles of his feet were even embedded directly into the ground.

"Once upon a time, an elf told the farmers in the village that if they wanted to resist the rule of the dragon, they had to climb to the top of the highest mountain and gain unparalleled power there." Krieg straightened his upper body, stretched his spine wrapped in the shell, and then compressed it together. With just one deep breath, Krieg stirred up a whirlwind of air in the air.

"That force," Krieg grinned, "is called gravitational potential energy."

What nonsense are you talking about!

Even when the calf was about to chop Krieg's head, Krieg was still in the mood to say irrelevant things. Genos was also affected and became irritable. That ugly big face was right under his feet. As long as I step on it, I will crush you into a rotten tomato!

Krieg finally took a deep breath, and the hairs on the surface of his skin had even touched Genos's attack, but it was too slow, too slow!

He just moved to the left at a faster speed, with his right hand raised, to take Genos's earth-shattering blow instead of his head. His elbow collided with the back of Genos' knee. Genos chopped down mercilessly. He didn't expect Krieg to be so stupid. He just knew that he was sure to win!

However - at this moment, Genos still underestimated the power of Ashura Rhinoceros Beetle.

The distance between the two people has become zero. The monster covered with shells is right in front of Genos. The look of the god of death flows in its small eyes. He just punches upwards in the simplest way. He doesn't even raise his body, he just punches upwards.

The desolate earth was shaken, and dust and pebbles suddenly jumped up. Genos's processor sounded an alarm. Although his body was made of machinery, he could feel his legs being torn, broken, twisted, and separated!

The black steel, wrapped with several pipes and hydraulic springs, was knocked away with just one blow. Genos's body was sinking, but the leg flew straight into the sky.

"You!" Genos roared, and suddenly ignited the fire before pressing his palm to the ground. A surging air wave burst out in front of Krieg's eyes, but he just closed his eyes, followed the picture in his memory and his intuition, aimed at the position where Genos had appeared, bent his left arm, and the force passed from the soles of his feet to his waist. His elbow just caught Genos' neck, and with Genos only saying one word, he stabbed Genos out like a javelin.

The hot air was dispelled, and Genos's body was swung away in no different from the stones thrown by children when skipping stones. One flew through the air, and the other flew through the water. Genos, flying in the air, crashed into the cliff opposite. He had no time to defend himself. Even before the processor could analyze what kind of attack it was, his whole body was embedded in the soil and rocks, leaving only a large human-shaped hole at the place where he entered.

"Hey, Krieg," Saitama stood aside, holding the cold drink he had been coveting for a long time, and waved to Krieg, "Don't bully Genos like this. Although he said to fight with all your strength, you should also fight with all your strength, but you knocked his legs off. It will be difficult to put them back together."

"So, if we don't knock down the parts, everything else is fine?"

"Well, that's fine," Saitama rubbed his bald head, unsure what to say. According to his worldview, if they had chosen to spar, one side should admit defeat. But Genos was his apprentice after all, so he should have said a few words on his behalf.

It's so difficult. How can we make it fair so that Krieg doesn't suffer any loss but also doesn't bully Genos?

Saitama tilted his head back, his eyes unfocused.

"That's it," Krieger agreed with Saitama. Seeing Saitama's delighted expression, he added, "But that bottle of soda is 100 yen off. Don't forget to give it to me later."

To hell with fairness, Genos, kill him!

Chapter 169: Stop Your Brother's Behavior (3,000 words, please subscribe)

As if in response to Saitama's thoughts, a huge noise came from the dark cave, and then a flash of light dispelled the darkness. A rumbling sound came from the distance, and then reached its peak when Genos rushed out of the cave.

Before the man arrived, the orange-yellow flash had already reached him. At the moment when the vision was filled with the flash, Krieg just turned sideways, and his huge body was able to accelerate instantly, and the transition from extreme stillness to extreme movement was completed immediately. The flame almost brushed past his body and missed Krieg, and hit the mountain opposite Genos. The surging heat energy first hit the rocks and soil, and then instantly burned through and melted them. Dust and strong winds mixed together, and with a dazzling flash, they flattened the edge of the mountain. The trees, which had lost their support, slid down the mountain, and burned into glass and charcoal as they fell to the ground.

The firepower was so strong. Krieg stretched out his foot and gently stepped on the charred mark left by the incinerator. Even with a dragon-level body, the heat was still so real. The burning sensation was so real.

Ok?

What about the burning sensation?!

Krieg blinked, then remembered that the totem light was not turned off.

This level of heat cannot penetrate the totem light? It seems that I underestimated this skill. Maybe I should be bolder.

While Krieg was still reflecting on himself, Genos had already started to accelerate again. Although he was missing a leg and it was difficult for him to perform any advanced and complex movements, the only things that restricted him were materials science and the power in his body. Although Krieg had no idea what kind of terrifying technology this was, Genos could indeed break the speed of sound with the help of a small energy furnace. After losing his leg, Genos' speed became slightly faster.

"My speed is not enough, I can be even faster!" Genos was really angry. The red warning on the yellow electronic interface in front of him began to flash, but his body was already surrounded by thunder.

"Roboboy," Krieg looked up. Genos was flying towards the sky, then landing at the top of the cliff. He was clearly facing the ground, with a long flame behind him pushing him forward, but Genos was actually floating above the ground. If Krieg's memory was correct, this guy should be going all out. Out of a last bit of conscience, Krieg decided to remind him, "We agreed to fight with all our strength, but you look like you're going to fight to the death."

"On the second day of the hero test, two heroes got into a fight. An S-class hero was beaten so badly by an A-class hero that he was hospitalized. You're going to make it very difficult for the Hero Association to do this."

Krieg shrugged. He really just wanted to express his point, but after he said it, even he felt it was a mockery.

Sure enough, Genos's floating distance from the ground was lengthened again. The electric currents surrounding him had suppressed the flames and were flowing majestically beside Genos.

"Is this the final blow? This is what they call a desperate gamble." Krieg shook his head. He already knew that no matter how hard Genos tried, he could not defeat him. This was not the difference between one and ten, but the difference between zero and ten. As long as Krieg closed his eyes, Genos could not even break his defense.

"I admire your bravery and agility, but I'm sorry, I want to win this time." Krieg looked at Genos, who had shrunk to a black dot. He believed that Genos could already feel the gap between them, but this kid still chose to continue attacking. No matter what, he should respond to this will.

The rocks around Genos's floating surface grew brighter and brighter. The ground closest to him began to melt under the weight. The scalding melt, driven by the wind, flew everywhere, creating a strangely beautiful scene. "Then try!" Genos roared, and before the words even reached his ears, he had vanished from the spot.

A violent explosion vibrated the air, and Krieg's eyes were fixed on the black spot. At this speed, any insignificant deviation would have fatal consequences. Even someone with Saitama's personality was a little nervous.

At this time, Genos' speed was at least twice as fast. It was too late for him to regret now. He knew that the speed of this rhinoceros beetle was much faster than him. Even if the speed of the incineration cannon was faster, Krieg only needed a few tenths of a second to avoid the damage range. The only chance was to get close!

As long as I get close, I can attack him!

It was too late to regret now. Even if he would be killed in the first second after getting close, Genos was ready to take his life at that moment. This was not malicious, but if he did not have the intention to kill, he would never be able to beat Krieg.

Genos didn't want to admit it, but he knew full well that in his current state, he had only a slim chance of winning.

I must seize this, no, I will seize this, even if I have to use my teeth, I will get the final victory!

The high-speed charge, which was several times faster than the sound wave, tore the surrounding atmosphere apart. Shock waves and light, flames and thunder attacked everything that dared to stand in Genos' way, whether it was the air or Krieg himself!

"Good murderous intention," Krieg was a little too calm, only his eyes were following Genos's movements. This guy was actually flying around him, and a tornado was about to be formed with him as the center. Krieg decided to teach him a profound lesson.

Young people in their middle school years are all like this, they just feel fine after being beaten a few times. Krieg was even too lazy to look back when Genos was circling behind him. That's all.

Don't you dare look back?!

Genos felt that he had suffered the greatest insult in his life. He had already tried his best to attack, but the enemy ignored him. However, he was Genos after all. Even though he felt humiliated, his actions did not change at all, and his hands were still so steady.

"Ahhh!!!!" Genos' voice was stretched out during the attack, becoming low and hoarse, but along with the sound came fist shadows all over the sky. Krieg had no intention of moving at all, and directly confronted him head-on. The defense of the totem light did not even appear, and there was not even a trace of light on Krieg's fist, but Genos's hand had been twisted and deformed, and Krieg could even see every moment of the deformation of those delicate structures.

You got Fooled!

Genos and Krieg's fists had clashed for who knows how many times. While Krieg was just defending himself, Genos's arm was getting hotter and hotter. The broken arm had become a whole circle thicker and was even getting thicker!

This distance is your doomsday!

The deformation of his fist was becoming more and more serious. Genos gave up on defense and devoted himself to the attack, but no punch could penetrate the palm of this rhinoceros beetle. What made him most frustrated was that compared to himself who had systematically learned fighting skills, this rhinoceros beetle was only relying on its strong physical fitness to fight him. This guy's technique was incredibly crude, but he just couldn't do anything about it.

Damn it! I'm going to beat you!

Before Krieg could react, all the openings in Genos' arms and fists suddenly popped open, just like Krieg's broken fist, except that instead of leaking coolant, these circular nozzles emitted light that was enough to blind a person.

"Burn!"

The raging flames erupted instantly. The high temperature not only brought devastating damage, but also the high pressure caused by the escape of the heated air. Genos knew he was safe the moment he shouted "burn". He had tried this move before. The expanding air would expand with the flames, and everything in front of him would be engulfed in flames.

But today is different.

In Genos's surprised and somewhat panicked eyes, Krieg squatted down, with his clasped and locked hands resting on his shoulders, and the huge yellow to black palm was holding his elbow. The damage of the incineration cannon started from the shoulder and ended at the fist, and some of them were all attack nozzles. Although the fist caused the most damage, the lethality of the shoulder nozzle was definitely not small. Krieg blocked the nozzle with just his little finger, and even held the palm of his hand directly on the nozzle.

"You are smart, and your combat wisdom and strength are not bad, but unfortunately, this kind of intelligence on you should be regarded as the behavior of a younger brother." Krieg tilted his head, and the flame illuminated his right face with unparalleled brightness, but his left face was completely covered in darkness, like a mask split into two halves, without interfering with each other.

"Yeah, that's right, it was my brother's behavior." Krieg had no intention of letting go, even though the nozzles began to explode after being blocked. Although the doctor that Genos trusted was a genius, he had never thought of such a situation. The nozzles that expanded due to the accumulation of energy made a sound every time they exploded, and the sound was like a sledgehammer, hitting Genos's non-existent heart again and again.

"You" Genos finally lost power, and the nozzles that spewed out flames went out one after another, leaving only thick smoke still rising slowly.

"Anyway, this is the end," Krieg curled his lips and fell backwards, avoiding Genos's crotch-kicking kick from bottom to top. This was not a mistake in the quantifier, but Genos really only had one leg left.

"Krieg," Genos finally stopped calling him Rhinoceros Beetle. Krieg rolled his eyes in gratitude. "Have you forgotten the rules of this competition?"

"No kidding, let's compete seriously. Or, fight until I can't fight anymore!"

"This is what I did to you, and you should do the same to me!"

Krieg raised an eyebrow, "Okay."

That's it, let me

Genos hadn't finished his thought yet, but Krieg's actions were faster than his thinking. Before Genos could understand what was happening, Krieg's forearm was already stuck under his neck.

Krieg had a strange smile on his face. "I call this move - Thunder Plow Hot Knife."

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Chapter 170 Let’s Fight Too

Lei Li Hot Knife, no one in this world should be able to understand what Krieg is saying. So far, only Genos has heard of this name.

Of course, when he heard it, he also understood the meaning of this name.

In a highly concentrated consciousness, a time shorter than a moment was infinitely extended. Just as Krieg could see Genos' body being crushed bit by bit, Genos had the same feeling. Even though this body had no ability to perceive pain, Genos felt pain from the whistling wind, as if he still had flesh and blood. The pain that Genos had completely forgotten slowly emerged. It was the pain of bumping into the table while jumping when he was an innocent child. It was the pain of falling to the ground during exercise when he was a grown-up teenager. It was the pain he felt when his whole body disappeared on that unforgettable day.

Is this a nightmare, or pain itself?

Genos gave up resisting. If he could have explained it before that he was not serious, but now, he is not the kind of guy who deceives himself. He just can't beat the opponent.

The throw was complete, and in the vacuum-like silence, amidst the swirling dust, only Krieg remained standing. The chaos left by the throw was far less spectacular than the incendiary cannon, but how could the power dispersed across half the air compare to the power concentrated within a single person?

"Hey, who are you aiming at?" Saitama was a little angry. Krieg's action was obviously aimed at him. Genos was lying in his arms. Saitama turned around in place before catching the poor robot. The uncontrolled sticky coolant and black engine oil spilled all over him. Although Saitama's hero uniform was a yellow-based dress, there was not much yellow on this suit now.

"Damn it! How am I supposed to wash this?! You have to compensate me, or at least buy me a soda!"

Saitama yelled at Krieg twice, a look of disgust on his face. He could understand why Krieg did this. With the momentum of that previous attack, Krieg could easily have torn Genos into pieces, but he used me as a target to prevent Genos from suffering further damage.

Although he looked very fierce, he was indeed a good person in some ways. Saitama was too embarrassed to continue to get angry, so he had to use soda to make excuses. He knew that this was a favor, and even if Saitama was slow, he knew that playing the ostrich was the best option at this time.

I can only say that 170 billion yen is really too much. Even if Saitama has no intention of paying it back, he will still feel guilty when the time comes.

Speaking of which, Krieg's strength is quite good. Saitama looked at his apprentice. Although Genos was almost unconscious, this guy still had his eyes open, as if he wanted to say something.

"Alright, alright, if you can't beat me, then you can. As long as you train hard, you will be able to beat me next time." Saitama could only comfort him this way, "But you have already learned my secrets. The rest depends on your own training. Come on, Genos."

Genos's wide-open eyes suddenly became smaller, and even his eyelids drooped a little, hanging over his eyes.

Did I encourage him wrongly? Saitama became a little stiff.

This is exactly what worries Saitama. Genos has always stubbornly believed that he has some magical skills that can make him soar to the sky. However, Saitama himself knows very well that he has relied on training step by step to reach his current strength. It is impossible for Genos to achieve the same results as himself because - Genos is a robot!

What the hell is making a robot run? Is it to train the machine to run in?

This shouldn't be the case, Saitama. You must have a way to change this situation. Facing Genos's somewhat disappointed gaze, tiny beads of sweat appeared on Saitama's forehead. He could only look at Genos, trying his best to convey encouragement and trust through his eyes.

Genos, you can do it, Genos, you can do it, Genos, you can do it.

Genos seemed to have truly sensed some power. His eyes suddenly became firm. "Teacher," he said weakly, "I know you are testing me. I won't let you down."

"Eh? Wait, you misunderstood," Saitama frantically explained in his mind, but he couldn't utter a single word. He even forgot how a normal person should speak at this moment.

Saitama's expressionless face was obviously interpreted by Genos as a sign of confidence. The cyborg, who had just been defeated, was filled with fighting spirit again. He turned around and nodded to Krieg who was approaching. "Next time, I will defeat you using the method taught by my teacher. Just wait, A-Class Hero Krieg."

"Well, I'll wait then." Krieg first looked at Genos's neck which was still breaking, then looked at Saitama whose facial expression was stiff. He didn't know what to say, so he had to agree with Genos.

There is nothing in this world that can help you defeat me. The only monster cell that can make people make significant progress probably won't work on you. Krieg touched his horn awkwardly. He always felt like he was harming a passionate young man, and this feeling seemed quite refreshing.

Saitama obviously saw Krieg's embarrassment and silently regarded him as a confidant. It was great to have a friend who shared the same troubles. Krieg probably didn't know until his death that the reason Saitama regarded him as a friend was because of this incident.

"Then let's stop here for today," Genos, completely unable to understand the atmosphere, closed his eyes, "I no longer have the strength to fight again. I will train to be stronger next time."

""

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Silence, silence was the bridge of Cambridge tonight. Krieg's face twitched for a moment, and then he cautiously probed, "Excuse me, Genos, but if you want to improve, don't you need to change to a more powerful body?"

Krieg's subtext was that, aside from your improved willpower, the real improvement in your physical strength was all given by that doctor, and it had nothing to do with you. But Genos clearly misunderstood, his eyes fluttering open. "Is that your advice to me? I'll accept it, and with it, I'll defeat you squarely!"

Young people are really confident. Haha. This guy has the potential to become a comedian.

"Well, the fight is over anyway, and Genos has admitted his defeat, so let's go back quickly, it's too hot here." Saitama hugged Genos, patted the dirt off his body and stood up. Genos, who had been broken by Krieg, was barely connected and hung on Saitama's body in pieces.

"No rush, it's still early. Since we're all out," Krieg looked at the sun, "let's have a game."

Chapter 171 Prepare and Start

"Huh?" Saitama looked at Krieger, and he suspected that he was hallucinating.

Krieg shrugged, "I say, let's have a fight. Genos still needs some time to pass out, so why not take advantage of this time to have a sparring match."

"You don't have anything serious to do anyway, do you?"

"Stop, stop, stop," Saitama quickly interrupted Krieg's speech, "I have something serious to do, okay? Don't think everyone is unemployed!"

Krieg looked him straight in the eye.

Krieg began to sneer, "So, may I ask, what is your occupation?"

"Of course I'm a professional hero. We're colleagues, so don't think you can ignore me just because you're a higher level than me!" Saitama said indignantly, "I can deal with monsters, too, okay?"

"So, may I ask Mr. Saitama, the professional hero, do you find your so-called jobs on your own, or do you wait for weirdos to come to you?"

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"Is he playing games, drinking cold drinks, and using the free electricity in the no-man's land? His daily patrols are just a quick visit to the supermarket, and then he waits for weirdos to come to him?"

Saitama was stunned by Krieg's soul-searching question. He even suspected that this guy had installed a surveillance camera in his house. Saitama was so accurate in what he said. After gaining sufficient strength, his daily training became lax. He had never expected Krieg to be able to guess his condition.