Suddenly, the young cyborg stopped in his tracks and spun around!
Just a second earlier, the energy analysis devices installed in Genos's eyes had detected a rapidly rising high-energy reaction!
Bang-
A gigantic flesh-and-blood fist studded with countless metal plates and components punched through the pitch-black smoke and hurtled toward Genos, who had only just turned around!
The surging airflow produced by the abruptly compressed air blew the young cyborg's blond hair straight back. Although Genos's electronic eyes were unaffected by the gale, the reflex nerves connected to his mechanical body failed to react at all!
-Damn! I still let my guard down in the end...
Careless Genos might be late, but he never failed to arrive!
As that thought flashed through Genos's mind, he felt someone grab his collar in the nick of time. His heavy metal body jerked, flung backward by a tremendous force!!
Crack, crack, crack!!
Two feet in flip-flops forcibly plowed deep furrows through the asphalt. Amid the flying dust, an ordinary figure in a tank top and shorts appeared, his back to them.
Saitama caught the terrifying blow from the charred, gigantic flesh-and-blood fist with one hand. His 175-centimeter frame was utterly out of proportion to the monster towering dozens of meters high!
Yet he looked remarkably relaxed. He even had time to turn his head, giving his disciple a view of his resolute profile and the upturned corner of his mouth.
(⚆▽⚆)
"Genos, you can't get distracted during a fight... whoa!!"
Behind him, Genos, whom Josen had caught securely, stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly as his teacher turned his head so handsomely...
Not even three seconds passed.
Then another gigantic flesh-and-blood hand swept out of the black smoke and sent him flying with a smack, as though swatting a fly!
His whole