Hello everyone and welcome back to a new chapter.
The viewing this time is gonna be from God of Highschool from episode three for reference for those who want to check it out for themselves.
This chapter wouldn't be possible without lady_hoshigaki for helping put this together, Thank you a ton.
Without further edo, I hope you enjoy.
"Which should we choose next?" Ojiro asked, staring at the screen along with the others.
"I hope we can find one with some good romance," Ashido smiled, staring down the options as if they would reveal their content.
"No way, another fighting one!" Kirishima cheered.
"What about one with tonnes of cute girls," Mineta sighed, happily daydreaming about something most likely perverted.
"Just hurry up and choose one!" Bakugou yelled, throwing something forward. It hit the screen, the option he had hit lighting up.
"Thank you for your selection, for the best viewing experience please remain seated throughout this viewing of the multiverse," the A.I spoke up, everyone surprised with what had just happened.
"Now I'm super worried, anything Bakugou picks is probably…" Yaoyorozu trailed off, receiving a glare from the ash blonde. Clicking his tongue, he lent back in his seat.
"Just shut up and deal with it," he grumbled, not being bothered about what was happening on screen. It remained dark with the exception of a small lit place in the center.
"I wonder what that is?" Sato thought aloud.
"And now it's time for Group A's ninth match in this preliminary tournament!"
"So it is fighting?!" Kirishima cheered, exchanging glances with a just as excited Tetsutetsu.
"The participants: Yoo Mira versus Mah Miseon!"
"Wow, one of them's a girl? I hope she kicks his ass," Ashido laughed, sweat dropping as she glanced at Uraraka who was getting a little too excited about this.
"Tch and a damn four-eyes," Bakugou grumbled again, Iida immediately answered with a lecture.
"Those who need glasses are no weaker than those without." Bakugou ignored him, finding Iida annoying with how he acted authoritatively.
"It's the battle between two beauties that everyone's got their eye on!"
"Huh? I thought the one with glasses was a guy," Hagakure thought aloud.
"Yes, two cute girls fighting! This is what I wanted!" Mineta cheered.
"Different countries have different definitions of beauty, but I doubt anyone would object to using the term for these two! No, I know they wouldn't."
"Go get 'er, Mira."
"Who's that guy?" Kaminari wondered, this being the first time anyone had seen him.
"The person you are referring to is Mori Jin, a participant in a martial arts tournament called The God of High School," the A.I intervened. Ojiro's face lit up at the mention of martial arts, something he was very fond of.
"Wow, a martial arts tournament," he gushed, his tail wagging like that of an excited dog. The screen then showed both of the fighters in the ring.
"Is she allowed a sword? I thought this was a martial arts tournament," Todoroki questioned.
"Not all martial arts are hand to hand combat, there are some like Kendo and Kenjutsu which involve weapons," Ojiro informed, being the most knowledgeable on the subject.
"You know you should switch to a different weapon. A wooden sword isn't going to work on me."
"Wha-"
"Damn," Mineta happily sighed, drooling over Mah Miseon.
"Ready… Go!"
"I'm more confused as to why only one of them has a weapon, isn't it an unfair disadvantage?" Jirou asked.
"I guess so, but it's a general martial arts tournament so I'm guessing anything goes," Sero answered, watching as Mira began swinging her sword, Mah Miseon dodging them. A strong hit was dealt to Mira, making her fly back and hit the ropes of the ring.
"I hope she's alright," Tsu muttered quietly to herself. But concern turned to excitement as Mira dodged Mah Miseon's attack, managing to get behind her. But once again she was struck down, being smashed roughly against the ring.
"Ouch," Sato winced, imagining Mira's pain. Ashido's face lit up after seeing Mah Miseon cartwheel and flip up onto the ropes on the ring.
"How acrobatic," she enthused.
"Flying body crusher!"
"I hope she moves in time," Deku worried, trying to be considerate of Mira yet not being able to hide how he thought Mah Miseon's move was awesome. Mah Miseon then jumped from the rope and caused a large smoke cloud as she hit the ring, hiding whether Mira was okay or not.
"She's unleashing an endless onslaught of vicious attacks!"
"What a strong girl," All Might complimented, showing how Mira had managed to dodge Mah Miseon's attack once again.
"That's what you get from the Pan-American WWD women's pro-wrestling champion, the undefeated Queen Amazoness, Mah Miseon!"
"So she's a wrestler, that's awesome," Uraraka gushed, enjoying the fight.
"Pro-wrestling champion?"
"Yeah, that's right. I heard that I could have any wish granted if I won this tournament, so I came all the way from America for it. And now what I want is… good men."
"Pick me!" Mineta suddenly announced.
"Shut up, you damn grape!" bakugou yelled from the back.
"Mysterious men… Cool men… Kind men… Tough men. I want to build my very own harem filled with all types of men! It's gonna rock."
"On second thought," Mineta sighed, slouching in his chair.
"She's quite odd," Kaminari laughed. Everyone's attention was properly regained as Mah Miseon returned to the ring's rope, leaning back against it.
"Now, then… Here I come!"
"Moon Light Sword Style, No. 11."
"Now she's gonna do a special move," Deku cheered, his face lighting up as he watched.
"Windmill!"
"What?! She blocked it!" Ashido groaned.
"I told you, that won't work on me. Pro-wrestlers train their bodies to their limits. My body is even tougher than iron."
Everyone watched as Mah Miseon dodged more of Mira's attacks before boosting off the ground, legs in the air with hands on Mira's shoulders.
"This will finish it."
"Here it comes! Miseons's special move, the Bloody Bomb!"
"That sounds like a good hero name for Bakugou," Kaminari snickered, being thankful that hte ash blonde didn't hear him. Spinning her body, Mah Miseon slammed Mira's head into the ring, her wooden sword being dropped in the process.
"That was very brutal," Tokoyami observed, grimacing at the idea of what injuries could have come from atn attack like that.
"Did that just decide the match?
"Mah Miseon! Mah Miseon! Mah Miseon!"
"The crowd really likes her," Jirou commented, everyone noticing how the audience cheered for her.
"This woman is really annoying," Aizawa grumbled, trying to slip deeper into his sleeping bag.
"Thank you all!"
"Tougher than iron, are you?"
"I smell a comeback!" Kirishima cheered.
"That makes it interesting."
"She really should stop fighting, look how hurt she is," Yaoyorozu commented, worrying for Mira's health.
"She should be fine, I mean she's still standing after all of that," Sero tried to reason, calming the raven-haired girl down a little.
"You want to keep going? You don't even have a weapon."
"Even without my sword...I can still wield a blade!"
"I hope she has some kind of special ability," Deku crossed his fingers, watching the screen with unblinking eyes.
"Then just try wielding one against this body!"
No one could tear their eyes away from the screen as Mira and Mah Miseon continued to fight, Mah Miseon showing off her amazing agility and flexibility. Eyes then widened as Mira sliced the air with her hand that cut Mah Miseon across the chest.
"That's awesome!" Kaminari enthused, leaning forward in his seat.
"Moon Light Sword Style, No. 5: Swordless!"
"I can't believe it," Tetsutetsu muttered, almost wordless. Everyone felt the same, not knowing what to say.
"What a terrific ability," All Might complimented, nodding his head in agreement. Mira then used it again, cutting the air with a few movements to finish off Mah Miseon. The pro-wrestler then fell to the floor, being the loser of this match.
"Th-The winner: Yoo Mira!"
"Yoo Mira! Yoo Mira."
"She's crazy strong! Damn, I wanna fight her too."
"That was really cool," Uraraka announced, once again being in one of her odd, pumped up moods. Deku sweatdropped.
"It really was, I wish I'd brought my notebook with me again to write all this stuff down," he sighed.
"Shut the hell up, damn Deku!" Bakugou yelled, making the green-haired boy cower. Kirishima chuckled, patting the ash blonde's shoulder.
"Come on, Bakugou," he encouraged, Bakugou trying to ignore him. Now the screen was dark, making both All Might and Aizawa confused.
"What happens next?" Aizawa asked, looking around as if he expected some kind of exit to appear.
"It just happens like it did before," Kendo informed them.
"Like what, young Kendo?" All Might asked, wanting her to elaborate.
"We all fall back into our own multiverse." And as soon as it was mentioned, everyone fell through the floor once again, opening their eyes to see the same classroom they had all been gathered in before. All Might's eyes drifted down to his wrist, checking the time.
"You were right, the time is the exact same as when we left," he pointed out. Aizawa cleared his throat to grab everyone's attention, stepping out of his sleeping bag as he did.
"I know we all just went through whatever that just was, I have a class to teach. So if you aren't a 1-A student, get out," he said, unintentionally being harsh. All Might, Tetsutetsu, Monoma, Kendo and Hatsume all hurried out of the classroom, not wanting to make the Eraser-hero any angrier. And the day continued from there as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
And that's a wrap.
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