We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

"Dinner is ready," Genos, wearing an apron, came out, "You can eat now."

"Okay, I didn't expect that I could eat the food cooked by Genos, who is also S-class. I am so happy." Bang was the first to respond.

"So, Genos, your big meal is hot pot?" Krieg narrowed his eyes and looked at the hot pot, which was not even as big as his head, with an unfriendly tone.

"Yes, I considered it, and the five of us have different tastes, and only hot pot can fully cover them," Genos said with a calm expression, and he almost had the words "I didn't want to play games with the teacher, but the teacher insisted that I play games, so I escaped under the pretext of cooking. Everyone knows it so don't say it out loud, anyway Saitama teacher is very slow in this aspect" written on his face.

Cha Lanzi sat on one side. As the only remaining disciple in the dojo, he had not eaten such a sumptuous meal for a long time. However, he looked very nervous now and even quietly took two steps back.

"Here's a plate of meat, I'm going to put it in," Genos poured the whole plate of meat in very skillfully, and then the four of them picked up their chopsticks at the same time.

five four three two one!

Four hands and eight chopsticks reached in at the same time, and the hot pot, which was still foamy, was instantly reduced to a layer of oil floating on top.

"Here's a basket of enoki mushrooms, I'm going to put them in," Genos picked up the plate closest to him and poured the contents into it, and then the four of them picked up their chopsticks at the same time again.

five four three two one!

The ingredients in the hot pot disappeared immediately, and Cha Lanzi could only rub her eyes. The four people's mouths moved, but no one made any sound.

This is horrible! I want to eat rice balls, I don’t want to sit with these people! Cha Lanzi screamed silently, then watched numbly as the ingredients disappeared one by one, the specific time was accurate to the second.

"That," Cha Lanzi finally couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted the attention of four people.

"Well, mushrooms won't be cooked if you only cook them for five seconds," Cha Lanzi said embarrassedly, then shrank into the corner consciously.

Chapter 212 Weight-bearing training

"Cha Lanzi, don't you want to come and eat?"

Finally, it was Saitama who noticed the shivering Cha Lanzi and pulled him back to the table. "Come and eat, or it will be gone soon."

"I don't mind. You can eat after you all finish." Cha Lanzi looked at the horrible way these people ate and wanted to take a step back, but Saitama's seemingly relaxed hands were like steel pliers, tightly grasping his clothes.

"What's wrong?" Saitama didn't even turn his head, but he felt Cha Lanzi's struggle and asked casually.

"Don't look at Saitama-chan like this, he's also a B-class hero," Bang picked up the tea and took a sip with satisfaction, "There are always some powerful people who appear inexplicably in this world, but your talent cannot be compared with these people for the time being, Chalanzi, so you have to redouble your efforts."

"Yes, Master!" Cha Lanzi responded loudly, but the rumbling of his stomach betrayed him.

"Eat quickly," Bangu waved his chopsticks around, scooped up some mixed things from the pot, and threw them into Cha Lanzi's bowl.

Looking at Cha Lanzi who was eating with her head down, and then looking at the other three people who had been fighting openly and secretly, Bang nodded with satisfaction. The dojo used to be so lively, but since that disobedient apprentice left, only he and Cha Lanzi were left here.

Bang exhaled. Krieg was deftly plundering ingredients from Saitama's joints. Even though Saitama's movements were subtly faster, the angles of his joints allowed Krieg to always snatch the best meat rolls. Though confined to a small space, the newly minted hero's massive physique made him move as if he didn't belong there.

Including his martial arts training, Krieg hadn't even learned a few techniques in a few days. Bangu held his bowl of rice. The freshly blanched vegetables gave off a faint steam, and the hot steam made Bangu's vision a little blurry. Another genius! There are geniuses every year. I wonder when I, an old man, can finally retire.

It will take another day or two to teach the breathing technique. After that, I will look for my stubborn disciple. Everything should have an end. As for what happens next, an old man should behave like an old man. Fighting and killing are harmful to the body, so let the young people do it.

When Bangu thought of this, he blew away the heat in front of his eyes, and his vision suddenly became clear.

Outside the window, the moon quietly revealed its shape, gently wrapping everything in silvery-white light.

The next day, just as the sky was getting light, Saitama was still sleeping soundly in the house, Chalanko was cleaning the floor in the dojo, and Bang and Krieger had already walked under the waterfall.

Don’t ask why Cha Lan Zi is cleaning the floor. The renovation of the dojo also requires money. Such a task that can both exercise and save money should of course be left to Cha Lan Zi.

"Hu, exhale all of it and feel the flow of air," Bangu signaled Krieg to stay calm, while he was holding a stick, waiting for an opportunity to hit Krieg.

Krieg had a black cloth covering his head. This was what Bangu called adaptive training, which required him to keep breathing smoothly under any circumstances. Although there were two cheating methods of Beach Boys and Hayabusa, Krieg was very honest and blocked his vision.

Krieg thought that if he practiced harder now, he would have to cry out for help less when danger came.

The angle of the stick's whistling was very tricky, and Krieg did not make any special defense. In order to achieve the effect of training, he had to create an environment that would allow him to feel the effect.

Although Bang did not hide his steps at all, Krieg was already in great pain from being hit by the stick. Although it sounds ridiculous, monsterization, especially monsterization that tends to be humanoid, always causes the monster to have human weaknesses, such as lungs and joints, and Bang is best at seizing such weaknesses. As the highest achiever of Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist, Bang is already at the forefront in martial arts. For a guy like Krieg who only relies on experience to make up for skills, he is very happy to let him understand what the so-called experience will be like in the face of systematic martial arts.

Bang's appearance, the scars all over his body and the magnificent boxing skills, all illustrate the arduous training and terrifying battlefields he has experienced. Meanwhile, his inner Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist is a synthesis of numerous papers on the human body, with the support of biology and nutrition that are obviously outrageous in the world of One Punch Man. This boxing style, which was learned and improved by Bang and Bump together, is no longer the old experience-based boxing.

Although he looked like an energetic old man, the position of each of Bang's attacks was just enough to cause Krieg's movements to deviate slightly, and his breathing became disordered. Unlike the ripple qigong that always required stability to produce a continuous stream of ripples, the breathing method taught by Bang also required stability, but this was only in the accumulation stage. The stable breathing was to completely release the accumulated power in a certain period of time, in exchange for a few seconds of explosive power beyond the limit.

I don't know why a monster still needs to breathe, just like Krieg doesn't understand why a robot like Genos needs to eat. Regardless of what Bang's attack really taught him, it also made Krieg discover many of his own weaknesses.

It turns out that when facing heroes of the same level, Dragon-level monsters can't gain any advantage. If the heroes have any special abilities in this regard, such as Bang's skills, Saitama's crushing physique, Tornado's superpowers, or even King's luck, Dragon-level monsters are not as strong as imagined.

This is just the early stage of the story. If the plot develops further, demon-level creatures like Deep Sea King will only be used as cannon fodder.

As soon as Krieg was distracted, Bangu immediately noticed that there was something wrong with his breathing strength, and directly poked Krieg's diaphragm with a stick. The active breathing he maintained subconsciously almost caused him to get a stitch in the side.

"Silver Fang, give me some time to rest!"

"There's no time. Any distraction during battle will put you at a disadvantage. Also, remember, you've spent money here, and I guarantee you'll get your money's worth!"

"It's just a little money. I'll give you some more to extend the time. For the time being, there won't be any outrageous weirdos."

Krieg seemed to hear Bangu's cold snort. He realized that even Bangu would feel embarrassed if he mentioned money, so he immediately turned his body, but Bangu's stick still hit him on the head. "Keep going, there is no word like tired in the dictionary of young people!"

ps: Please vote here, I will update a few more pictures in the next few days, I have found the outline again!

Chapter 213 Celebrate, Talent

What kind of boxing can allow you to tell that I am a young man from the appearance of a rhinoceros beetle. As a soul that has lived two lives as a human, I am older than you. Okay, I'm really not as old as you.

Krieg shook his head vigorously and put his attention back on breathing. The waterfall was still rushing, breaking through his horns and sliding down every corner. Under Bangu's intrusion, Krieg entered the state very slowly. It was not until the sun came out that Krieg barely maintained his breathing rate.

Where he couldn't see, Bangu was already smiling brightly. In his estimation, even though Krieg had shown great talent, it would still take him a few days to master this technique. Although he hadn't figured out the breathing method yet, Krieg had already found the feeling for the state known as "Clear Mirror and Still Water". It seemed that it was only a matter of time before he could truly master it, and this was the difference between top warriors and other warriors.

In a battle of evenly matched strength, it's normal to get your blood boiling, but this emotion is like walking a tightrope; the best strategy is calm analysis. Those who rush into battle will die miserably. But how young is this newbie, and how could he even reach this level?!

Bangu even slowed down the poking of the stick, fearing that the sudden change in the environment would disturb Krieg's perception. Bone reading was a skill that Bangu was quite good at. Although Krieg's exoskeleton blocked his back, just by relying on the contact of the stick, Bangu could infer that Krieg was very young and his bones were still in the state of a teenager.

Could it be that there really are gods in this world who sent me such a suitable apprentice when I was feeling bored?

If it's him, maybe!

Bangu rose and fell twice in a row, like an old cat, and reached the source of the waterfall without making any sound. This location was already far away from Krieg.

"Hello, Onii-chan?"

"Look, my brother has found a great talent. How great is he? He's good enough for me to call you. That's too cold, Onii-chan. Just saying that, your dear brother won't introduce him to you."

"The boxing styles are different, but the concepts are the same in the end, so Onii-chan, okay, okay, Nissan, okay, Onii-chan!"

At this time, Krieg didn't know what was happening. He only felt that his state was very strange. When he had no vision, the pitch-black world seemed to have some vague outlines. In the sound of fierce water flow, the water droplets hitting the water surface, the water droplets hitting the ground, and the water droplets hitting him, countless water droplets made countless tiny sounds. This part of the sound floated, colliding from one part to another, consuming energy in the back and forth folding, and also consuming the information carried in the energy, but there was still such an insignificant sound that drilled into his ears, relying on the echo to outline a whole new world.

What does it feel like?

Krieg felt a little strange. His consciousness seemed to be stretched. The mental energy required to drive the body of Asura Rhinoceros Beetle far exceeded his willpower. If it weren't for the feedback from this body, Krieg would have been paralyzed in bed long ago. Even moving would have been a huge task. But now, his already extremely fast thinking was accelerated again.

This is, a drop of water.

Krieg raised his head and felt that a drop of water had separated from the water body at the cliff above his head, just like countless water drops, but Krieg was able to distinguish the one he noticed first from the countless water drops.

When merging with different water droplets, the negligible sound became clear, and then became deafening. The drop of water changed its shape, and Krieg's consciousness changed with it. It split into two smaller pieces, and then Krieg's consciousness also split into two. In the intelligence network constructed by the echo, Krieg followed the most original drop of water from top to bottom, until the water drop traveled a vertical distance of more than ten meters and merged into one again in the pool where Krieg was sitting cross-legged.

Krieg seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing. His stomach rose and fell relaxedly, and each rise and fall brought a huge amount of air flow. The air moistened by water penetrated deep into his nose, passed through his lungs with a cool breath, and then became hot after a circle.

It was really interesting. Krieg had never felt the world so clearly before. He took a deep breath until his body expanded in the echo, and then slowly sank to the bottom of the pool.

When the water surface covered his ears, the sounds of the world suddenly became turbid. The impacting water currents caused Krieg's body to swing, and Krieg exhaled slowly in the water. He didn't know how many minutes he exhaled in a long breath. Krieg's chest even hurt a little, but a subtle feeling came from every muscle of his body, which was the oxygen demand accurate to every fiber.

Is this an illusion?

Krieg spread out his hands, and the water flowed through his fingers. The quantified environment reflected everything in his mind. The originally solid bottom of the pool seemed to be full of flaws. Every surging water flow told Krieg the weakness of this scene. Even the incoordination of his own body was known.

This must be the secret of the Flowing Water and Rock-Breaking Fist, Krieg suddenly understood.

The last breath was exhaled, and Krieg liked his current state very much, so he slowly floated to the surface and took a breath from the gap in the waterfall. Although Bangu's teaching method was problematic, what he said was correct, and it was indeed possible to breathe in the waterfall.

Bangu also came over, and Krieg in the water immediately turned to his position, which surprised Bangu a little.

Krieg waited, but there was still no sound of the stick cutting through the water, so he spoke directly, "Silver Fang, what are you doing standing there? Are you not going to continue training?"

He really can feel me, Bangu's heart skipped a beat, but he had been frightened enough today, and now all of Krieg's outstanding behaviors were just surprises to him.

"You learned it?" Banggu coughed and tried not to show his joy.

"Uh," Krieg pondered for a moment, "I don't know. Maybe I learned it, but it doesn't feel like it's a breathing technique!"

"That's not important, let's go have breakfast first."

"Someone is coming to visit you soon, so we have to hurry."

"Who is it?" Krieg was confused.

"You'll know when you see it."

P.S.: The male lead in Jay Chou's new music video is Keisuke Watanabe, right? Did Woz come to celebrate the release of his new song?!

Chapter 214 Brother Control and Brother Control

"Saitama-chan, are you feeling comfortable living here?" Bang put down his bowl and said to Saitama meaningfully.

"That's great, but the power system seems a bit unstable. Is there any way for the old man to adjust the voltage?"

Saitama took the last bite of rice and responded to Bang while chewing.

"That's a question I really can't answer," Bang patted his hair. "But since I can't play games sometimes, how about trying my Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist?"

Saitama placed the rice bowl on the tatami, arranged the chopsticks, and actually thought about it seriously for a moment. In the end, he shook his head and rejected him, "It's too troublesome. I'd better keep my own state."

"Really?" Bangu felt a little sorry, but seeing Krieg leaning over with a rice bucket in his arms, he didn't force it. After all, the Flowing Water Rock-Breaking Fist would not be lost, and having another disciple was just the old man's selfish desire.

"Am I disturbing you here?" Saitama asked nervously.

"No, no," Bangu waved his hands, "It's just an extra pair of chopsticks."

Saitama was relieved. He had been alone in his room for a long time. After Genos came, he had become accustomed to a somewhat lively life. However, Genos was busy dealing with emergencies recently, and Krieg was studying here. It was not until then that Saitama sadly discovered that he only had two friends. "That's good. I will continue to disturb you here!"

"Pay the money," Krieg's words came over lightly, and Saitama's face instantly became very embarrassed. Amidst his incoherent excuses, Bang couldn't help laughing.

Cha Lanzi continued to shiver in the corner. The food he prepared for a week was used up in just two days. Although the dojo was not short of money now, if the pace continued at this rate, one could imagine what the future would be like.

An old bell rang from Bang's pocket. The old man, who had no image at all, suddenly became serious after hearing the bell, which made Saitama a little nervous.

"Onii-chan?"

As soon as Bang's first words came out, Saitama's nervousness disappeared. Not only that, he laughed out loud on the spot.

"Have you arrived, Onii-chan? Okay, I'll pick you up right away!"

Bangu jumped up from the ground, signaled others to stay calm, and walked out of the door quickly.

"What's going on? Does old man Bang have a friend named Oni-chan?" Saitama turned his head and looked at Chalanko, the only person who might know the situation.

"Ah," Cha Lanzi waved her hands quickly, "Well...how should I put it? That person is Master Bangu's brother!"

"????"

Several question marks popped up in Saitama's head.

"It's Mr. Bump, the founder and master of the Whirlwind Iron Slash Fist. He's considered one of the pinnacles of martial arts, along with Sensei Bang," Chalanzi explained. "However, unlike Sensei, Mr. Bump is a very serious person. He rarely comes to this gym, so I don't know what happened."

Krieg continued to eat.

Bump? This must be the person Silver Fang asked me to meet. Krieg recalled Bump's deeds, but there was very little description of Bump. Krieg could hardly remember any useful information. He only remembered that his favorite thing was his younger brother. Of course, Bump's favorite thing was also his older brother.

These two people are the authorities in the martial arts world. Could it be that these two people have joined forces to kill all those who do not recognize their status?

The serious and majestic elder brother and the younger brother who looks serious but is actually very naughty, if nothing else, just based on his imagination, Krieg can eat another bowl.

"Cha Lanzi, I want another bowl!"

This is what Krieger thought and did.

"Okay," Cha Lanzi seemed eager to get here and quickly ran to the kitchen.

The sound of shoes stomping on the floor reached Krieg, his head tilted, subconsciously analyzing the incoming person's movements. The sounds were spaced at the same intervals, indicating that Bump and Bang had the same pace. One sound was duller, the other more lively. The duller one seemed to be Bump's gait. By that calculation, he must be much heavier than Bang, but Bang's gait involved more leaps than Bump's, so Bump must be taller.

The author of the remake, Murata, said during a live broadcast that Bang is stronger than his younger brother Bang. It seems to make sense. When two people have the same skills, their physical limitations can determine their upper limit.

"Don't joke, I came here after being separated from hundreds of disciples. If it weren't for you, how could I be willing to give up on them?" To Krieg's surprise, the first person to push the door in was Bump, followed by Bangu.

this....

Krieg was slightly surprised. He couldn't remember Bump's appearance, but the Grandmaster's haircut was striking. While it had a certain sage-like quality, Krieg suspected Bump had given all his hair to Silver Fang, which was why his scalp was so shiny. It wasn't an illusion; Krieg's eyesight clearly told him that Bump had waxed his hair. Saitama, in response, expressed a strong sense of familiarity with the newcomer.

What was even more surprised was Bump. Although his dear brother had repeatedly emphasized the existence of Krieg before he came, Bump never imagined that there was a strange man sitting in the dojo who was over three meters tall. Even in a relaxed state, the man's muscles were bulging high, and when he sat down, he still looked like a small mountain.

"Is this the gifted genius you were talking about?" Fortunately, Bangpu still had his sense and knew that this guy couldn't be a weirdo if he could stay in his brother's dojo, otherwise he would have used his hands instead of his mouth.

"Yes," Bang Gu said, walking out from behind Bump with his hands behind his back. "How is it? Doesn't it look good?"

Bump glared at Bangu before carefully examining the behemoth before him. He had to admit, just by looking at Krieg's size, he knew he was a qualified student. His own Whirlwind Iron Slashing Fist and his brother's Flowing Rock Crushing Fist were two different styles, both sharp and powerful, yet flexible. The Flowing Rock Crushing Fist's dominance was inherent, but the Whirlwind Iron Slashing Fist, as the name suggested, emphasized seamless, powerful attacks, slicing and destroying the enemy like a whirlwind. Krieg's size perfectly suited this style.

As for other aspects, Bangpu could not see anything for the time being, but this giant breathed calmly and seemed to be extremely coordinated. Perhaps, no, he was definitely a promising talent.