A.N: Aaand hello once again guys! Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long, because I'm back! As usual, thank you all for the love and support. No time to waste, onto the reviews!

God Doesn't Love you: Yes, Kendo absolutely has a set limit. We won't get to that for a while though, considering that he's currently sixteen and hasn't reached his physical peak yet.

ChernoAlpha117: Yer gonna have to be more specific on which food for thought inspired the previous chapter dude, I'm fairly certain that I pulled that one out of my ass XD. Seriously though, a Boomstick hero also sounds pretty gnarly! It's funny, I can see something like that working out so long as it's non-lethal, cuz, y'know... shotguns :P. Thanks for the support and thoughts again dude!

StandUpKeepMovingForward: Indeed, and it is here my friend!

SkeenTheDream: And now, back to Dragon Ball Z on Toonami! Ah, good times. Glad you liked the set up dude, because now it's here! Believe me, Kendo's reaction to Rumi's secret is definitely gonna cause a 'Rumble', that's for sure ;D. Thank you once again for the support my man!

Omniscient Tree: Welcome aboard the train dude! I'm so happy that you're enjoying the ride so far, and don't worry, I'm not dropping it anytime soon! For your second review, I won't spoil anything, but lemons... may happen. I'm still a bit iffy on writing that, because I've never really done it before XD. For chapter twelve, nah, Rumi just kissed him on the cheek. Read on and I hope you continue to enjoy dude!

And now, the fight you've been waiting for! Let's get to it!

Rumble, Young Man Rumble!

Chapter 32

Instinctive assault, the perfect strike!

"There's so many!" An officer shouted as he dove back, barely avoiding the swipe of the Android's blade as it slashed through the metal of the car behind him. Firing his pistol into its chin, it stumbled slightly before it went right back to attacking, chopping straight down at the prone officer.

'I'M GONNA DIE!'

Something shit through the air and right into the Android's temple, a sharp *CRUNCH* resounding as its head was caved in from the impact. Nighteye suddenly rushed in, gripping one of his Hyper-density seals tightly before rocketing his fight straight up into its chin, the sheer force behind it tearing its head clean from its shoulders.

'I'M NOT GONNA DIE!'

"Are you alright?" Nighteye asked, quickly helping the officer up as he nodded. "Good. Stay alert and aim for the spot under their chin. Relay the message to as many other officers as you can, Taishiro and I will do our best to help as many of you out as possible!" As strong as Nighteye and Taishiro were together though, there was a major problem: including them, their operation consisted of a maximum of twenty-five people. These strange androids were twice that number and were no pushovers. They were thankful that the rest of them arrived after they managed to load up a good number of people into the police-vans to be hauled off, but that still didn't change the predicament that they were in.

"Mirai, they're tryin' to make their way into the building!" Taishiro shouted out, swallowing three of the androids with his stomach and crushing them with noticeable difficulty. "It's like they're after somethin' in there! Some of em' are tryin' to block us from getting inside while the others are rushin' in!"

"Where is Kendo?"

"He saved our targets' bacon!" Taishiro shouted, "Said that me taking a punch from him with our targets trapped in my gut would hurt 'em, so I bolted!"

"I was expecting a C-Rank threat," Nighteye kissed his teeth in frustration, "Not a full-blown serial-killer. I should've used my Foresight for this!"

"Maybe!" Taishiro grunted as he grabbed an Android by the head before slamming it back down into the floor. "Ain't no point dwellin' over that stuff! Let's crush these sentient Soda-Cans and give Kendo that backup!"

…

"Indestructib-guaah!" Kendo grunted as a fist crashed into his only partially-tensed arms, almost blasting him clean off of his feet as he skid right up to the edge of the ring. Satsujin covered the distance with another powerful leap, snarling as he swung his fist straight down into the floor. "Phantom Pace!" Side-stepping rapidly, Kendo clenched his fist and slammed it right into Satsujin's ribs with a *BANG*, the blonde gritting his teeth as he stumbled back.

"Fire and Adamantine: Flashing Wrath BLAST!" Kendo's own feet burst off the stone floor, his elbow smashing right into the blonde's mouth and snapping his head back violently. 'Not just one: follow up!' Clenching both fists hard, Kendo felt the muscles in his arms coil tightly before he unleased a devastating combination.

"Wrathbreaker!" A right hook exploded into Satsujin's ribs.

"Wrathbreaker!" A left hook followed suit to the opposite side, the blonde's body rocked by the blow.

"WRATHBREAKER!" A final right uppercut blasted into Satsujin's chin, his body lifted clean off the floor by a solid three feet. Grabbing him back the neck, Kendo refused to stop, twisting his own hips as he yanked him straight down. "Weeping Dragon!" Throwing him right over his hip, Satsujin's back crashed into the ground, Kendo finishing with a weighty front-kick that blasted the blonde back to the centre of the ring. A moment later, he hopped to his feet, Kendo's eyes going wide for a moment. He had inflicted plenty of point-blank attacks for the past while, even managing to outright counter him in vital areas, yet he stood up virtually unscathed, minus the bleeding lip. His face was somewhat blank as he cracked his neck – before his mouth threatened to split his face with the inhuman grin stretching across it.

"…You're the one pops was so worked up about huh?" He said, "I can see why now."

"Wait a sec, who?" Kendo asked, confused at the change in pace. The sound of multiple footsteps echoing through the arena reached his ears, and he looked around in shock to see black-armoured robots of all things march into the room, weapons trained on him and ready to pounce.

"Oi, stand the fuck down!" Satsujin snarled loudly, the androids recognizing the voice and immediately halting. "Aaanyway, all I really know is that pops has got his eye on you, and I see why. You can land some pretty good punches! Still though, it's kinda inferior to my own Quirk." Even more muscle burst from his skin, wrapping around his limbs tightly and writhing with power. "Muscle Augmentation! Pretty fuckin' cool right? Makes punching through flesh real easy. Now STAY STILL!"

'Holy SHIT HE'S FAST!'

Kendo barely managed to duck under a flying punch that ripped through the air, the blonde having covered the distance between them with even greater speed than before. Kendo wasn't prepared for the onslaught that followed after, a whipping right kick that crashed into his ribs, right-cross to the chest, left roundhouse to the thigh that made his bones scream. He motioned to move forward, only for Satsujin to grab his wrists and mash his forehead into his mouth, snapping his head back and leaving him open for a left hook to the body and a right-hook to the cheek, blood flying from his both as he was sent tumbling across the floor. He tried to spring to his feet, only to have his neck grabbed before he was lifted right up.

"Lift ya up…!" Kendo's world blurred as his body hit the floor again, tensed muscles doing their best to try and absorb the damage. "And slammed down!" The blonde cackled as he lifted Kendo right back up to blast his fist right into his stomach, blasting him into the air and onto his back. He was surprised that his fist hadn't gone clean through his body but laughed at the opportunity to play some more. He sprinted across the floor, cackling as his stomped his foot straight down to where Kendo's head was, the brown-haired boy quickly rolling across the ground to dodge the multiple stomps that followed soon after, each of them literally punching through the stone floor. Kendo snapped the muscles in all four limbs as they touched the floor, launching him straight back and back into a ready stance, his legs and arms tightly tensed and prepared for what was coming next.

"Flashing Wrath, BLAST!" He rocketed off the floor and sent his elbow crashing right into Satsujin's chest at full force, the boy stumbling back a good distance before they both stopped, a lull in the battle as they caught their breaths.

'Christ… it's hard to remember that this guy is my age,' Kendo thought as he readied himself. 'This dude's a fucking monster! His punches are even stronger than Tetsu's and he's almost as fast as Usagi. Plus, he's holding back! With all the clean hits I've got him with, he's still doing just fine while my legs are starting to shake…' Kendo realised something after a moment as he glanced at his arms, kissing his teeth in annoyance. 'Damn, I'm too tensed up, and the damage ain't helping. I gotta relax more if I wanna do some proper damage… no, it's not just that. I need to calm down…' Kendo closed his eyes for a moment, breathing out gently and relaxing his body. 'Remember what Nighteye said: I'm at my best when I'm free. Let everything I've been taught flow together.'

"…So uh, you done fuckin' meditating or-?"

Kendo's feet suddenly burst from the ground, steadily closing in on Satsujin as his body appeared to blur and shift, feints and flickering footwork giving the blonde pause. 'He's… more coordinated than before.' His head was suddenly snapped back by a sharp jab to the chin, four more following from different angles as Kendo seemed to dance around him like wavering fire.

"You cheap-shot little fuck!" He stamped his foot out, blasting Kendo's guard away before he blasted a left hook into Kendo's face. He rolled with the blow before springing up to counter with a knee to the face. Satsujin snarled, firing his muscle-clad arm forward to blast through his chest, only to choke out a cry of pain as Kendo wrapped around his arm like a snake, grabbing his wrist and pulling with the intent to break his arm. Satsujin gnashed his teeth and motioned to slam him into the floor, only for Kendo to swiftly transition into a rear-naked choke. He placed a hand on Kendo's face pushing it back while he forced his head forward, giving him enough face to yank his head into Kendo's nose, sending him stumbling back with bleeding nostrils.

"You're dead!" Satsujin roared, letting loose a terrifying right hook aimed for Kendo's head.

"Weeping Dragon!" His fist suddenly went flying straight into the floor, stone flying through the air as the ground nearly shattered. The blonde wasn't prepared for another kick to the face that snapped his head and body right back up, his chest wide open. "Wrathbreaker: Heartbreak!" Kendo's fist roared forward, twisting through the air like a drill before blasting into Satsujin's chest like a point-blank shotgun-blast right where his heart was. With the air knocked out of him, the blonde snarled and made to punch back only to have his body lock up on him, unable to respond to his orders. Kendo took the opportunity once more, crouching down before exploding off of his feet to rocket an uppercut into Satsujin's jaw, a left and right hook to the face following soon after and knocking the blonde onto his back. Once more, Satsujin sprung to his feet, legs lightly shaking for a moment before he outright snapped.

"Oookay," He snarled, "NO MORE FUCKING GAMES!" This time it was Kendo he was nearly knocked down as even more muscle wrapped around Satsujin's limbs before the boy took off, tearing through his guard with a right cross and exploding on his face before his body could react appropriately. Kendo stumbled back, his head ringing ad blood dripped from a cut above his right eye, yet he went right back to attacking. "Still too fuckin slow!" Satsujin roared as he blasted another left hook into Kendo's face and through his guard, though his eyebrows shot up as he felt the impact just… fizzle out slightly, as if it was too shallow. 'He turned his chin and redirected it with his hand!' Having closed the distance, they stood right in front of each other. Satsujin was taken aback at the look on Kendo's face: the wide, bloody grin and pinprick eyes, the bloodlust that was roiling off of Kendo was exactly like his own.

(Que Music: Doom Eternal OST, The Only Thing They Fear Is You)

"You're fucking exciting!" Kendo cackled, both of them toe to toe. The blonde himself couldn't help but return the smile, almost butting heads with Kendo. "Imma only ask this once: you wanna fight, too?"

"No more chatting shit. Let's FUCKING RUMBLE!" Satsujin agreed, both of them exploding into action. A mighty right hook whiffed over Kendo's head before three rapid punches burst across the blonde's body, sharp and weighty enough to make him skid back slightly. Of course, they wouldn't just stop there. "Nice fuckin try!" Satsujin caught Kendo while he was coming in, a straight-left and right to the gut giving Kendo pause for a moment, pain making him seize up and leaving him open for three straights to his ribs and face. Still, with adrenaline coursing through his veins, his eyes were wide open as he managed to redirect the strikes from his more lethal areas before their attacked rained down on each other once more.

It was like a storm of point-blank machine-gun fire, their fists at times hitting their marks with a devastating and explosive sound. More often than not however, both of them were having difficulty landing anything decisive. Not to mention, Satsujin had just about hit his peak in terms of maxing out his Quirk's augmentation. As powerful and as fast as he was right now, this was the first time he had ever been forced to max out during a fight, and while it was something his bloodthirsty mind could easily ignore, his body was beginning to feel the repercussions. That muscle didn't just come from nowhere: it was literally part of him, new fibres rapidly growing from his already existing ones. He was starting to feel the strain of forcing new muscular growths all over his body, his stamina beginning to drop while his bones began to groan under the bulk of his increased musculature. On the other hand…

'Oi… oi-oi-oi, is this fucker getting faster?' Kendo's attacks were no less precise than before, but unlike Satsujin who was slowly being burdened by his increased musculature, Kendo's strikes began to hit harder, faster, and flow together even more fluidly. His ability to defend from attacks had certainly improved thanks to the training he had undergone with Nighteye and Taishiro. However, what shined above all else was his specialty when it came to fight: a full-on, unending assault.

"Redirection and Water Katas: Swimming Swallow!"

'Shit, he's definitely getting faster!' Steadily, more and more punches began to land all across Satsujin's body, slowly driving him backwards further and further. Though the grin on Kendo's face was still there, his eyes were sharper, far more focused than ever before. "Don't get cocky you cheap fucker!" The blonde cackled, utterly delighted at this fight to the death before me managed to land a solid right uppercut to the centre of Kendo's body, the strike blasting him backwards and opening up the space. Coughing up blood and seizing up against his own will, it gave Satsujin enough room to rain down his own blows on him, a headbutt, elbows, punches and knees all blasting into Kendo. 'What the shit? Am I slowing down too?' Indeed, his body was starting to falter, and it was something that Kendo didn't miss. Shooting a sharp right cross to the blonde's nose, he bent his left leg slightly, dropping his left hand lower.

"Wrathbreaker, SMASH!" His left arm arced up in something between an uppercut and a hook before it exploded across Satsujin's jaw, the boy's legs faltering as he stumbled back while his eyes and brain shook in his skull. In that moment, Kendo finally unleashed what he had been building up to.

…

"Hmm, there's no doubting that it's an incredibly potent skill, and a very creative use of your Quirk," Nighteye said. "Still, its potentially lethal drawbacks are not something that can be ignored. In fact, the Adamantine Kata is especially incompatible with it, considering that tensing your muscles tightly can rupture your blood-vessels."

"I know," Kendo groaned as he sat down, having finished his workout. "It still ain't something that I'm gonna reject. It's pulled me out of tough spots before and given me an edge against opponents who are way more powerful than me."

"…" Nighteye turned to stare at Kendo, the boy recognizing that glint in the man's eyes.

"You just came up with something, didn't you?"

"I think so," Nighteye agreed. "You said specifically that it has pulled out of dire straits, right? In other words, you're suddenly forcing it upon your body to improve your performance on a dime."

"Y-yeah… huh," Kendo muttered, surprised that he never thought of it like that.

"In that case, it's a fairly simple matter. You've compared it to pressing a gas-pedal on full throttle: instead of doing it so suddenly, slowly but surely work your way up to it. Push your body to its natural maximum speed before you begin to gently press the gas. After that, keep it steady and don't accelerate any further once you've hit the safe limit."

"… holy crap, that's genius!" Kendo shouted excitedly. "I've gotta try that now!"

…

"Niko Style, Secret Technique…!" At a steady pace, Kendo's veins began to enlarge and pop across his body, his skin slowly turning a gentle pink as a haze of heat and light steam wafted from him.

"ADVANCE!"

Kendo's attacks pummelled into Satsujin, too fast for the blonde to hope to block or intercept. Despite that, he just couldn't stop smiling. He roared as fired back, though his shots only managed to graze or clip Kendo before they reached any vital areas thanks to Kendo's increased speed and subtle redirection. In the thirty-second long point-blank punching-match, it was eventually Kendo who came out on top. Satsujin let loose one final right cross, Kendo quickly dodging before he stepped in close, and it was then that something special happened.

The Water-Kata, created for the purpose of relaxing his body allowed him to go almost completely limp as he twisted his hips. The Fire-Kata let him generate even more force from his feet before his muscles snapped into place, his fist and arm tightened with the hardening of the Adamantine-Kata right as him made contact with Satsujin's face.

*BOOM*

There was a sharp shockwave as the blonde was lifted off his feet, his body sent zoom right into the seats as if a bullet-train had hit him at full speed, chairs and debris thrown into the air like a bomb going off. Kendo stood there for a moment, shocked at the raw power behind the blow before he stared at his fist. The way the impact travelled up his arm and all the way to his shoulder and chest was unforgettable.

"What the fuck…?" He muttered before his eyes snapped up, seeing three of the Androids coming right for him. He was already back into his battle-mode, dashing forward and launching a front-kick that tore the closest one in half. He followed up with a decapitating left hook to the one of the left before tossing its body over to the final android, halting its charge and giving Kendo enough time to rip right through its chest with a final punch. It wasn't long before the rest of them moved to step in, blades drawn.

*CRUNCH*

"Thought I told you to stand the fuck down." Kendo snapped back to the front to see Satsujin back on the arena, two crushed heads in his grip as the rest of them paused. He wasn't in the best of shape, legs trembling slightly and blood freely running from his mouth, nose and a gash under his left eye, bruises already forming all across him. And despite that, Kendo knew that something was up, that he was still as dangerous as ever. He was breathing pretty deeply, sweat rolling across him, but his smile was just as wide as ever, his head and eyes down.

"I'm not done…" His body twitched violently, Kendo swearing that his muscles bulged under his skin for a moment. "This is… too much fun…" Tendrils of muscle slowly writhed out of his skin before wrapping around his limbs, far smaller in their amount than before, yet Kendo knew that something was up. "I don't wanna stop… I gotta kill you and enjoy myself even more…!" Where Satsujin's skin was exposed, veins violently popped and throbbed, his body shaking as his mouth foamed. His skin rapidly turned a deep shade of purple, his muscles straining even more. When his eyes came up, Kendo almost did a double-take: surrounding the muddy-red irises were pitch-black voids of insanity. It reminded Kendo far too much of the Advance.

"I'm gonna dominate you now," Satsujin said, crouching down as he readied himself. Kendo grinned right back, shifting into his own stance.

"REMOVAL, 7%"

A.N: So, in case you didn't get the memo, Muscular's role is gonna be a biiit different this time around in the story. And of course, he's also not gonna be the same Muscular that we know, not entirely. With that being said, I hope you enjoyed, and eyes out for the next part! Peace out!