Chapter 194: Apprenticeship, Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist
"I am willing to become your disciple!"
After careful consideration, Satoru Suzuki chose to agree.
The moment Bang heard that answer, the tension in his heart finally eased. The corners of his mouth rose into a kind smile.
"From now on, you are my second disciple."
Bang looked at him with satisfaction.
"Come to my dojo before noon tomorrow."
Satoru bowed slightly with a serious expression.
"I understand, Master."
Seeing this polite disciple who knew when to advance and when to step back, Bang could not suppress the smile on his face.
To accept someone with both talent and character as a disciple, perhaps this was one of the most correct decisions he had ever made.
"Then I will see you at the dojo tomorrow."
After giving one final instruction, Bang waved his hand, turned around, and left with the same calm bearing he had when he arrived.
Golden Ball, who had witnessed everything from the side, immediately approached with excitement. He was genuinely happy for Satoru.
"To be accepted as a disciple by Silver Fang himself, it looks like you'll become an S Class Hero soon too."
He grinned and slapped Satoru lightly on the shoulder.
"Since you encountered such a good thing, as your senior, I have to treat you!"
"There really is no need for you to spend money."
Satoru still wanted to refuse.
But Golden Ball spoke with righteous confidence.
"If not for you, I might be dead by now. What's wrong with treating you to a meal? Tonight is on me!"
For the first time, Satoru understood what it meant for kindness to be difficult to refuse.
In the end, he could only helplessly agree.
Before the two left, the Hero Association's support finally arrived late.
The person who came was none other than the A Class Hero Spring Mustachio.
When he saw that the situation had already been resolved, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Since he was also friends with Golden Ball, the three of them left the manor together.
Inside the sword, Asuramaru was also rather curious about the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.
If Satoru could learn it, that would certainly be a good thing.
As for relying on him to rapidly increase strength?
Forget it.
Asuramaru no longer cared much about that.
After all, when it came to strength growth, Sonic was already enough.
When Boros descended, as long as Sonic brought Saitama onto the spaceship with him, everything would be solved.
The next morning.
As the morning sun rose, Satoru Suzuki was already riding his bicycle toward the dojo on the outskirts of City Z.
After arriving near the dojo, he stopped at the bottom of the mountain.
The dojo was built on top of a cliff, so Satoru had to lock his bicycle and walk quickly up the long stone steps.
Before long, he entered the training hall.
What appeared before him was a simple and spacious practice room.
Inside, Bang sat in seiza on the floor. From the look of it, he had already been waiting for quite some time.
When he saw Satoru arrive, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
"You have finally arrived, Satoru Suzuki."
Seeing that his master had been waiting, Satoru hurriedly took off his shoes and stepped forward.
"Sorry, I am late."
That respectful attitude and politeness made it difficult for anyone to dislike him.
Even Bang laughed kindly.
"I said before noon, so you are not late."
His expression then became more serious.
"Today, I will first test your physical foundation. After that, I will decide whether to teach you the fist technique."
As he spoke, Bang turned his head and looked to the side.
He pointed toward a young man with thick yellow hair and introduced him.
"This is my first disciple, Charanko. From now on, you two will be fellow disciples."
Satoru and Charanko gave simple introductions.
Afterward, the test officially began.
The test itself was direct.
Satoru would fight Bang, and Bang would personally judge his physical foundation.
Facing this test, Satoru did not hesitate. He attacked with his full power.
However, every time his strike was about to reach Bang, he would subconsciously pull back his strength.
This made Bang even more satisfied with his character.
But for Charanko, watching from the side was painful.
Even though he was the senior disciple, he actually knew almost nothing. His strength was only slightly above an ordinary person's.
He could not even compare to Satoru Suzuki before Satoru had obtained Asuramaru.
After exchanging a few close combat moves with Satoru, Bang could not help feeling shocked.
This body was not just ordinary strong.
Although Satoru still could not compare to Bang himself, among heroes, he could already be considered a top tier expert.
With this kind of physical foundation, he could skip the most tedious part of physical training and begin practicing the fist technique directly.
After a simple probe, Bang chose to stop.
"That is enough."
His eyes carried undisguised satisfaction.
"Your physique has already reached the standard. Next, I will guide you in practicing my fist technique."
Bang stood and reminded him, "Pay attention. Watch every movement carefully."
"I understand!"
Hearing this, Satoru stood in place and watched with extreme seriousness.
Even Asuramaru inside the sword watched with curiosity.
After all, staying inside the sword could become boring. He had to find something to do for himself.
Practicing a fist technique did not seem bad either.
Inside the training hall, Bang assumed a starting stance.
Then he moved.
His fists flowed out rapidly, one shadow after another, smooth and continuous like running water.
The strikes seemed gentle, but every movement contained power. The transitions between attack and defense were seamless, without any wasted motion.
Inside the sword, Asuramaru watched Bang's movements and also began waving his arms in the mental space.
After only one look, he had already understood it completely.
It was not because his talent was especially abnormal.
Rather, this fist technique was extremely similar to Water Breathing.
One used a sword.
The other used fists.
After confirming this point, Asuramaru released an illusion and transferred his own understanding of Water Breathing into Satoru Suzuki's memory.
Feeling the additional insights appear in his mind, Satoru recalled Bang's fist technique from moments ago.
The realization that had only been vague at first suddenly became much clearer.
He immediately understood part of the essence of the fist technique.
In his heart, Satoru thanked him.
"Thank you, Asuramaru."
Asuramaru reminded him, "These are Tanjiro's insights into Water Breathing. If you want to thank someone, thank him."
"So it was Senior Tanjiro."
Satoru's eyes softened.
"Now I can truly understand his greatness. From these insights, I can feel that he must have been an extremely gentle person."
On the other side, Bang only turned around after finishing the entire set of fist techniques.
He looked at Satoru and asked with a smile, "After watching it, how do you feel?"
Bang originally wanted this disciple to first experience the essence of martial arts.
Once Satoru entered the threshold of the fist technique, Bang planned to introduce him to Atomic Samurai, who was known as a Sword Saint.
After all, this disciple of his also used a sword.
After his realization, Satoru quickly spoke his thoughts.
"Master, I felt the flow of water."
He hesitated for a moment, then asked earnestly, "Could I try it as well?"
Hearing his disciple's answer, Bang was slightly surprised.
Feeling the flow of water after only one look meant excellent talent.
Even Garou had only sensed the water like flow within the fist technique after a month.
As for trying it out, Bang did not mind.
No one could truly learn it after only one look.
So he answered directly, "Of course you can."
After receiving permission, Satoru recalled Bang's movements from earlier, along with his own understanding of Water Breathing.
His arms began to move unconsciously.
At first, Bang remained calm.
But as time passed, his eyes gradually widened.
His mouth opened slightly, and the shock on his face could no longer be hidden.
Although Satoru's movements were not yet precise, he was indeed performing the Water Stream Rock Smashing Fist.
And he had only watched it once.
How was this possible?
This was not merely genius.
This was clearly a monster.
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