Chapter 29
Saitama struck with a sharp, rising kick aimed straight at the chūnin's crotch, the wind whistling from the force behind it.
Height—it's a vulnerability. But I'll use it.
The chūnin's eyes widened in alarm as he caught sight of the incoming foot. His teeth clenched instinctively.
Thinking fast, the chūnin shifted his weight—bringing his right leg across and pressing his knee downward to intercept Saitama's kick. Not only did he block the blow, but he also pinned Saitama's leg in place.
In a flash, Saitama's underhanded tactic was neutralized.
Reacting immediately, Saitama brought his short sword up, catching the chūnin's kunai and forcing it aside with a strong parry. He wasn't aiming to injure—just to push the opponent back and free his trapped leg.
It worked.
The slash forced the chūnin to retreat a step, and Saitama used the opening to jump back, regaining his balance.
This guy's tough... I'm still not strong enough.
Saitama's arm muscles ached faintly from the previous clash—especially from the blocked kick and parry. His body was reaching its limits faster than he liked.
Can I win this by outlasting him?