Time for a manly fight... here it goes!
The halfway point has come and gone.
With the repairs completed, it was now time for the fifth match. A battle of manly men.
Kirishima Eijiro versus Sogiita Gunha.
"Finally, the time has arrived! This body of mine has been waiting for this!" Sogiita said, stretching in the ring.
"Same here, I've been waiting for this for what feels like ages!" Kirishima responded, doing the same.
"We really need a better system for the rings…" The announcer lamented. "…But when it gives us combat like we've seen, it's a problem we will have to grit and bear, right!?" the audience cheered. "Match five! Begin!"
Kirishima charged first, his entire right arm hardening and becoming ridged. He slammed his right fist into Sogiita's face, who in turn grinded back a fair bit, but looks up after the assault smiling.
"I see. I felt it." Sogiita stated. "Your guts. Now that I have felt your guts, it is only naturally that I show you mine!" Sogiita charged as Kirishima with a chambered fist, and Kirishima put up his guard, hardening both of his arms. "Amazing Punch!"
The attack smashed into Kirishima's guard, forcing him back. It was like blocking a bullet train. A short time after the impact, the area Kirishima had been hit suddenly exploded, launching Kirishima back further. He slowly grinded to a halt. It didn't hurt anywhere near as bad as it looked; Kirishima's hardening ability made his skin more dense than steel.
But the force of the punch and the explosion almost forced him out of the ring outright.
"Damn… that was really good!" Kirishima commented. "My soul resonated with that you know. I can't back down after an attack like that!" Kirishima bolted full-speed toward Sogiita.
"That's right, keep coming back for more! Show me every last ounce of your guts!" Sogiita shouted back, answering Kirishima's charge with his own.
The two's fists collided in the middle of the ring. The impact sounded like an explosion going off. The unstoppable force of Sogiita's attack crash fighting against the indestructible body of Kirishima's hardening. The brawl continued. They hit each other back and forth; blow for blow. It seemed to go on for minutes at a time.
The chain of blows only ended when Kirishima abruptly tackled Sogiita, attempting to force him off the ring. In response, Sogiita knee'd Kirishima in the chin and used the opening to kick him back. Kirishima rebounded and came back running as Sogiita followed up with a charge of his own; they both chambered fists and threw them when they got close.
They both struck each other across the face. Despite the blow, they quickly resumed their fight, once again exchanging blow after blow. Kirishima suddenly uppercut Sogiita into the air, but when he came for the follow-up, Sogiita suddenly drop-kicked Kirishima into the ground face first.
Kirishima pushed himself up, only to be hit by an Amazing Punch, being launched and promptly exploding as he flew. He hit the ground and grinded to a halt and just barely rolled out of the way of a follow-up attack, via a jump-kick from Sogiita, which crashed into the ground. Kirishima came back running and struck Sogiita across the face.
Fists then clashed again, the shockwave blasted the two apart. Kirishima stomped the ground with all of his strength when he landed, and uprooted a large section of the arena floor. He picked up the large piece of concrete and hurled it like a disk at Sogiita.
Sogiita shattered the attack with a head-butt, splitting the concrete slab in half. He reeled back a fist and shouted, "Amazing punch!" He threw his fist forward and Kirishima put up his guard. Despite being nowhere near Kirishima, Sogiita's punch, or rather the force of it, hit Kirishima and shortly after exploded. The dust settled to reveal Kirishima still standing with his guard up, panting.
"You're really good! Your guts are impressive." Sogiita stated; his arms crossed his chest.
"Thanks, you're really good too, you know!" Kirishima responded, catching his breath.
They both grinned across from each other. Despite it being a hard-fought battle on both sides, they were both still having the time of their lives.
"Those two… are really going at it…" Izuku commented.
"Kind of awe-inspiring, eh?" Touma added. "Sogiita always seemed like the over-the-top type for sure… looks like he met his match though."
"Kirishima's hardening seems to be able to withstand Sogiita's attacks… but at the same time, Sogiita himself has remarkable durability to withstand hard-hits from Kirishima's hardened attacks…" Tenya commented.
"Yeah, he can really take a hit. He also has a hard time even noticing he's been injured too." Misaki suddenly spoke up. "His brawling-power is maximum. He's not the kind of person you want to try and over-power! Though your friend seems to really like trying to do just that!"
"Seems like they are both really enjoying their fight to me…" Ochako commented.
"I feel sorry for whoever has to fight against either of these two next. Battle-maniacs like these are usually rather hard to take down." Momo suddenly joined the conversation.
Before anyone could comment further, the sound of an explosion filled the arena; Kirishima and Sogiita's clash had started again. Kirishima suddenly kicked Sogiita in the stomach, but Sogiita rebounded and went for a low uppercut, hitting Kirishima straight in the jaw. Sogiita then began to rapidly punch Kirishima in the stomach, but after a short time he grabbed Sogiita's arms and head-butted him, then followed up by smashing a hardened knee into Sogiita's stomach, the force separating the two again.
"These two can keep going on like this forever it seems like…" Ochako commented.
"More than likely, this will continue until one of them scores a ring-out." Tenya said. "They have been fighting for a while, but both of them still seem in their stride; no real signs of exhaustion."
"These two's destruction-power is too high for there not to be some kind of give…" Misaki whined. "I want to have my match so I can go home…"
"Looks like you're shit out of luck then." Accelerator commented.
"Boo! So mean!" Misaki replied.
"How does an ability like Sogiita's even work…?" Izuku questioned.
"It's telekinesis." Misaki answered. "His amazing punch launches a massive force of telekinetic pressure, and then he provides stimuli to the telekinetic field to make it explode violently. Your friend should be lucky he can make himself so dense at will."
"Wow… that's amazing." Izuku commented
"Yes it is… especially because the second half of that is impossible." Misaki added.
"Huh?"
"That is his description of his Amazing Punch, not mine. When you do as he describes, you get a completely different reaction. It's like he's defying the laws of physics themselves." Misaki answered. "One might say that his ability is the most unscientific ability of them all; the ability to make the impossible possible."
"That's still really amazing, though." Izuku said, looking back at the arena. The duo had started fighting gain during their discussion and had just separated again.
"Want to know something?" Sogiita called out. "I don't actually care about the end result of this competition."
"Huh? Then why did you enter!?" Kirishima shouted.
"For people like you." Sogiita answered. "To see with my own eyes, people who will never surrender, will keep on fighting until the bitter end, never letting their guts falter! To meet people like that, so that I can test my own guts against them!" A force shot outward in all directions, clearing the ring of dust and debris, as Sogiita chambered a fist. "Come on! Show me everything your guts has to offer!"
"You don't have to tell me!" Sogiita hardened his body again. "If you expected me to hold back this late in the game, I'd have to call you crazy! Let's do this!" His fingers straightened and hardened, aiming to be more like knives then hands.
Then then both charged each other, their attacks ready. As soon as they were close their fists collided. A voice could be heard, however…
"Super… Amazing Punch!"
The attacks collided and an explosion triggered, covering the entire ring. Kirishima was seen flying from the right all the way into the arena wall, slamming into it with his back before sliding down.
"Damn it…!" Kirishima cursed. The dust slowly settled, to reveal Sogiita standing in the ring, back several feet, but still well within the rings limits.
And his right hand, the one he had used to attack with, had been split in half, almost all the way up to his wrist.
"That was a really good assault! If I hadn't used Super Amazing Punch, you probably would have the advantage!' Sogiita cheerfully commented despite his grave injury.
"T-that's cool and all, b-but your hand! I'm sorry man!" Kirishima panicked.
"Nonsense!" Sogiita shouted. He used his left to hold his right together, and forced it to form a fist. He raised it up high and smashed into the ground with it. It was still bleeding, and the line of the cut was still there, but it's like he forced the bones and important issue to reconnect with his own strength of will.
"This is the power of my guts!" Sogiita shouted to the sky, holding his right fist upward. "Train yourself! Train yourself and your guts, then come back and fight me again! That is my challenge to you!"
"S-So… cool…!" Kirishima practically forgot he had just been defeated and just stared in awe of the absolute manliness before him.
"We have a winner people! Sogiita Gunha, the Attack Crash, advances to round two!" The announcer shouted, causing the crowd to absolutely rave about the match, cheering and shouting. Sogiita jumped from the ring over, and helped Kirishima to his feet, and they both returned to the waiting room.
-Waiting Room, Shortly After-
"Man… they really did not think things through with their ring-idea… keep getting smashed after every match…" Touma commented. They were stuck in yet another delay while they fix the ring. "Maybe next time they'll make back-ups…"
"It would be a good idea…" Izuku added.
"Man... these gym clothes suck…" Touma lamented. They had apparently finally found a shirt for him, but it was several sizes too big.
"It could be worse though…" Izuku commented. "They could have just come down and say that all they had were girl's shirts several sizes too small."
"Happened before…" Touma replied.
"Y-you're kidding…!"
"Nope… gym classes… such misfortune…" Touma sighed. Mikoto had finally re-entered the room, but it seemed like Kuroko had opted to go into the stands, seeing as she did not like the company in the waiting room. But Mikoto avoided Touma like the plague; so much as getting close to him caused her to break out in a blush and do whatever she could to get away from him.
Touma shrugged it off. But he did wonder why she was blushing whenever he approached her though. The thought was quickly pushed out of his mind, however.
"Guys… I'm a bit worried…" Ochako said.
"What's wrong Uraraka?" Izuku asked.
"Yaoyorozu has been extremely quiet the entire time… and now she's just sitting in a chair shaking… I think the events of the past few fights have gotten to her…" Ochako replied.
"…Nah, it's probably because of Aogami." Touma replied. "The guy is a hyper pervert, so it's understandable."
"We've dealt with a certain pervert before though." Ochako said.
"…You haven't dealt with Aogami. Completely different case… you name it, he's into it…" Touma looked annoyed while talking about it. "And I mean… really into it…"
"That's terrible… why are you friends with such a person?" Tenya asked.
"…Really good question. One I don't have an answer to sadly." Touma replied. The speakers overhead clicked on, and everyone knew what that meant.
It was time for the next match.
Yaoyorozu Momo versus Aogami Peirce.
-Arena Field-
'Why… why did I have to get stuck with someone like this!?' Momo thought to herself, questioning her decision to even enter the competition at this point.
"Is something wrong? Maybe Aogami-senpai can help!" Aogami asked.
"N-no! I'm fine!" Momo replied.
"Are you sure? Aogami-senpai knows a lot of things that may be able to help a well-developed and still developing girl like you!" Aogami insisted.
"I-I'm fine! What's with you anyway!?" Momo questioned, pointing an accusing finger at Aogami. "You've been creeping me out since this all started! I wear this outfit so I can use my ability easier, why are you so into it!?" She questioned further, somewhat acknowledging that her hero costume is more than a bit revealing.
"Oh, it's not that I'm just into your outfit!" Aogami answered. "It's that I'm into your outfit as well! I could go on about what I like if you want!"
"D-don't you dare…!" Momo threatened.
"Alright kids, break it up, you two can fight when the match starts… which is right now! Begin!" The announcer shouted.
Momo immediately reached for her right thigh with her left hand. A long metal pole produced itself out of her skin as she pulled it out, drawing a weapon. However, right as soon as she finished, Aogami was suddenly right in front of her, leaning forward.
"Oh wow, you weren't kidding! What else can you make?" Aogami questioned. Momo freaked out at the sudden appearance, swing her metal pole horizontally, but Aogami quickly ducked. She then slammed it downward vertically, but Aogami rolled to the side. She tried to thrust it into him next, but he suddenly vanished. She suddenly felt a tug at the back of her outfit.
"Wow… such nice material! Red leather is really in, hot and saucy!" Aogami pulled lightly on the material. Growing more frustrated, Momo spun around and swung, but Aogami ducked once more, but this time Momo kicked Aogami in the face, launching him backward. He landed with a thud, but suddenly vanished again. Momo looked around until she heard a voice form below her.
"Just as I thought, it's a one piece! Doesn't leave much to the imagination, does it?" Aogami said. He was laying down below her on the ground, his head in-between his legs. He actually looked rather comfortable. Angering her further, she tried to stomp on him, but he quickly rolled when she lifted up her leg. Two more attacks, like before, he dodged, then vanished.
Dodge, dodge, vanished. The pattern was starting to become apparent.
"How… are you doing that?" Momo breathed out, trying to catch her breath, trying to capture Aogami proved quite difficult. "Teleporter again…?"
"…You fool!" Aogami suddenly sounded serious. "You compare my ability to mere teleportation!? Surely you jest! You do not fully understand my power!" he then held out one hand, open palmed, towards Momo, with the other covering his face dramatically. "You face The World!"
"The World…? I was told that before… what exactly-" Momo was cut-off when Aogami suddenly appeared in front of her again, this time grabbing ahold of her metal pole.
"Time is a fickle thing in this world… everyone seems to be lacking it… not me. I have so much, I can pause it any time I want and not even care." Aogami replied.
'…Wait, that explanation… he can… stop time!?' Momo thought, quickly backing up after forcing Aogami away from her with a kick. Suddenly, the metal pole in her hands was gone; it was now in Aogami's hands.
"Bad girl, weapons can hurt people, you know?" Aogami grinned, tossing it aside.
'Damn… what is his secret…!? It has to have some kind of weakness…!' Momo continued to back up, slowly approaching the edge of the ring, just trying to keep her distance. She started to create things, anything, and almost instantly as soon as she created them, they vanished and appeared in Aogami's hands, who quickly discarded them. She was nearing the edge of the ring. She started to notice something… Aogami's eyes would start to open for a split second before he vanished.
She had an idea, and just as she thought of it, Aogami appeared behind her.
"Trying to escape from me by exiting the ring? We can't have that!" He said. "I just want to get to know you a bit! Come on! I already figured out your measurements, but I want to know so much more!" Momo turned around to face Aogami.
"…If you want to know something about me, then…" She started to make something that looked like a box. It too, vanished, right out of her hands.
"In here?" Aogami said, holding up the box. He shook it around for a bit, and suddenly appeared in front of her, obviously using his ability. "Let's take a look see!" He opened the box, and heard a click. Inside was what looked like a flash-bang grenade.
"…Oh." Aogami said simply. It then ignited, blinding Aogami at point blank. He dropped the box and clutched his eyes in pain. Momo had apparently put on thick-black shades in the short time that passed.
'I knew it… it triggers when his eyes open… and it has a time limit before he can use it again!' Momo thought. She then quickly then charged at him, shoving him out of the ring and onto his back.
"Oww… cheap shot!" Aogami complained.
"It's your own fault! Signing up for a competition just so you can use your ability to perv on girls!" Momo accused.
"Oh, I didn't sign up for that, that's more of a side bonus!"
"Huh…?" Momo was suddenly confused.
"Me and Tsuchimikado signed up to trick Kami-yan to join us!" Aogami cheerfully admitted.
"…Really?"
"Yup! And now that me and Tsuchimikado are out, we get to watch Kami-yan make a fool of himself for the rest of the tournament! That's why we told Fukiyose he was signing up! So she'd force him to stay in so our school can get credits!" Aogami was now sitting comfortably on the ground.
"Well, reasons or not, Yaoyorozu Momo is our winner!" The announcer shouted.
"Huh… you were right Kamijou, they did con you into this…" Izuku said.
"I knew it…!" Touma lamented in a mixture of sadness, anger, and betrayal. He knew the reasons, but hearing it so blatantly just felt so insulting.
"No worries Kami-yan! I'm sure you'll do fine! And we'll record it and show the school, nya!" Tsuchimikado said.
"Don't. Talk. To. Me." Touma said, trying to keep his voice down.
"Ah... s-sorry Kamijou…" Izuku apologized.
"It's not your fault…" Touma sighed. "Such misfortune…"
"I'm sure it'll work out fine Kamijou!" Ochako cheerfully said.
"Midoriya." Fumikage suddenly spoke, addressing Izuku. "Are you ready?"
"Huh? Ready?" Izuku asked.
"You're fighting next… and you have your own level 5 to deal with…" Fumikage answered.
"That's me!" Misaki cheerfully responded. "Don't worry, I'm sure we will have lots of fun together!"
"E-eh!?" Izuku suddenly looked worried, while Ochako suddenly looked irritated. Izuku himself couldn't help but notice a very bad feeling creeping up his back.
"Don't worry, Let Misaki take care of you…!"