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Chapter 58: You Stubborn Baldy!

The moment the door opened, Saitama's eyes landed on Charanko, who was opening it. A look of confusion flashed across his face.

"Eh? Old man Bang, you're pretty hip. Did you go and dye your hair?"

Bang: "..."

Bro, I'm standing right here in the middle of the hall, posing like a martial arts master. Why did you mistake Charanko for me?!

Charanko didn't react at first, but soon he understood. He shook his head frantically, looking nervous.

"I am not Master Bang! I am Master Bang's personal disciple, and currently his only disciple, Charanko!"

Hearing the name, Saitama looked thoughtful.

"Cha-ranko? What an ugly name."

King also struggled to hold back a laugh. He didn't expect the Caped Baldy's first words to be so shocking.

He patted Saitama on the head and signaled him to look slightly to the left.

Following the hint, Saitama turned his gaze and finally saw Bang, who was pretending to be calm. A smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, so you were hiding there, old man. You're pretty playful for your age."

Bang: "??????"

His façade of a grandmaster almost crumbled right there. Bang really couldn't handle this guy.

Saitama, what is wrong with your brain?! What do you mean I was hiding? You just didn't see me!

"Ahem."

Bang coughed twice, maintaining his grandmaster demeanor, and put on a benevolent smile.

"Welcome, both of you, to my dojo. Charanko, serve tea to our honored guests."

"Yes! Master!"

Under Bang's invitation, the three of them entered the dojo together.

Once inside, Charanko scurried off to pour tea, while King unhurriedly observed the dojo.

Big. That was his first impression.

Covering thousands of square meters, the space was wide and bright. However, it had one flaw: it was too empty.

The entire dojo lacked a sense of human presence. Aside from being clean and tidy, it felt like an abandoned house.

Then, King's gaze fell on Bang.

This was his first time meeting Silver Fang, S-Class Rank 3, the martial arts grandmaster of the One Punch Man world.

King observed Bang's movements and understood instantly.

This seemingly frail old man moved with a natural grace. Every action seemed to have the essence of flowing water engraved into his soul, appearing incredibly fluid and agile.

Although in King's eyes, Bang's physical body was relatively weak—far inferior to his own or Saitama's—that pinnacle-level technique allowed him to bridge the gap in strength.

While King observed Bang, Bang was also subtly observing King and Saitama.

Saitama was nothing special to look at—just as carefree as ever. Bang's keen perception failed completely on him; every probe sank like a stone into the sea, sucked into a black hole.

As for King...

Bang's eyes narrowed slightly, deepening the wrinkles on his aged face.

So this is the Strongest Man on Earth... the man who defeated the Tornado of Terror... S-Class Rank 7, King...

In his eyes, King was like a bottomless ocean of vitality. Bang couldn't fathom just how abundant his life force was.

If an ordinary person's vitality was a torch, then King was a blazing sun hanging high in the sky, scorching everything in heaven and earth.

The more he looked, the more shocked he became. Respect rose involuntarily in his heart.

No wonder he could defeat Tatsumaki. He truly is a powerful existence.

After sitting down, Saitama saw King and Bang staring at each other silently and felt confused.

What are these two doing? Having a staring contest?

After waiting for ten seconds, Saitama lost patience. He cut straight to the chase, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Old man, where's the Wagyu beef you mentioned? Bring it out and let's start the hotpot!"

Hearing this, Bang smiled. But the smile looked somewhat mischievous.

He waved his hand benevolently, dropping a few words that Saitama couldn't ignore:

"Don't be in such a rush, Saitama. Before tasting the Wagyu, why don't we play a few little games?"

Games?

Saitama's expression changed instantly. He switched into the battle mode he used when playing fighting games with King.

You just mentioned games, right?

Hearing this, King, sitting beside him, had a strange look on his face.

He saw the mischief in Bang's smile and knew the Caped Baldy was about to suffer.

Saitama's competitive spirit was instantly ignited. His eyes gradually filled with excitement.

I can't beat King in games, but surely I can beat an old man? Bring it on!

However, the result was a huge disappointment to Saitama.

"What? It's not a fighting game?"

Bang stroked his mustache, his smile still benevolent and gentle, looking completely devoid of ill intentions.

"My games aren't the video games you're thinking of, Saitama. They are special training methods of our dojo, designed to exercise reaction speed and adaptability."

Saying this, Bang took out a rectangular opaque box. He turned his back, ensuring King and Saitama couldn't see, and grabbed a handful of beans, tossing them inside.

Then, he closed the lid tight and shook the box continuously to mix the beans evenly before explaining the rules unhurriedly:

"Inside this box, there are a certain number of red beans and soy beans. The textures of red beans and soy beans are different, so the sounds they make rolling in the box are also different.

"Next, you can shake the box and judge how many red beans are inside by listening to the sound. What do you say, Saitama, Mr. King?"

King and Saitama exchanged a glance and chose to join the game.

For King, today was a rare relaxation day since his transmigration. Playing a puzzle game was fine.

As for Saitama, he was just addicted to winning. Plus, having been constantly crushed by King in games, he desperately wanted to find a rookie to bully.

Taking the box from Bang, Saitama placed it next to his ear and shook it, listening carefully.

Tens of seconds passed, and Saitama was still shaking it non-stop, appearing to be gathering sound data and thinking deeply.

Even Bang thought so.

Only King could tell: This guy clearly has no clue, but his competitive spirit for games is forcing him to keep pretending to listen.

You stubborn Husky Baldy... you really are persistent.

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