Aztec 13 chapter 5 . Aug 7: 1) Can't wait to see too how far the Dragon Balls will take the main cast of my AU too.

Necros The Saiyan knight chapter 5 . Aug 7: 1) No, 10 months haven't passed yet. Their entrance exams start later in February.


Two Days Later-

Both teens stood outside the Capsule Corp, marveling at the sheer size of the building. Izuku wore his new red classic All-Might costume shirt, matching jeans, and his red boots, while Tekkan sported his casual attire.

"Wow! You're lucky to be taken in as a Brief! They are extremely recognized inventors, and only special guests are permitted to visit them," Izuku exclaimed in awe. "But why haven't you invited anyone else here like me?" he asked the Saiyan.

Tekkan glared at him before answering, "I don't want people to brag about what I have. Besides, I was an orphan adopted from outside this city before I came here."

Izuku began asking questions, eager to learn more. "Do you know who your birth parents are? What are their quirks? A-Are they still alive?"

Tekkan let out a sigh. "No, I don't know anything about my birth parents, whether they're dead or alive. Who knows if they had tails like me or any quirk-based powers. Or if they cast me out when I was little."

Izuku could only look at his friend with empathy. "Look, Teks. I'm sure they didn't just cast you out." He reassured him.

As they entered the impressive Capsule Corp building, Tekkan's expression softened. "Maybe you're right. Maybe there's more to my past than I know."


Chapter 6 - Dragon Balls Revealed: Roaring Muscles


They were greeted by a middle-aged, short, black-haired woman wearing a blouse, buttoned-up blazer, knee-length skirt, and court shoes.

"Oh, Mr. Tekkan! How may I assist you? And who is this with you?" the receptionist asked, gesturing towards Izuku.

Tekkan replied. "He's a good friend of mine. He's staying to do some training."

The green-haired teen gave a bow in response. "I'm Izuku Midoriya."

The woman then typed his full name on her keyboard from her computer and printed out something from a nearby printer. She pulled out a guest I.D. card for the teen. "Here you go, sir. Enjoy your stay."

Izuku took the card and pocketed it. "Sure, thanks a lot."

The two teens continued walking. He then asked about their plan while they were here. "Anyway, how are we going to train?"

"All Might said it himself of how dangerous your Quirk was all those months ago. That your limbs would be torn apart if your body wasn't ready. That's where combat training comes in."

They entered the Sparring Arena, a specially constructed training room Bulma had built for Tekkan. The arena had everything they needed for training, including robot exercise dummies and a customizable virtual simulator.

"Here, I can train my heart out." Tekkan grinned, putting down his backpack, unzipping, and taking off his jacket to reveal a blue tank top as he wore red shorts and the same sneakers.

He asked Izuku about how to activate his power. "So how do you active One For All?"

Izuku dropped his own backpack beside his and pulled out his phone. As they walked into the center of the arena, he showed him a text message his mentor had sent him.

Mr. Yagi: (5:30 am) I AM HERE! To tell you to just pull back any arm you want, clench your buttchecks and yell SMASH!

Tekkan pondered for a moment. "Just like doing that Detriot Smash that wiped out the Sludge Villain." He scratched his head, trying to find a different way to use One For All. "Is that the activation for just one large-scale attack?."

"Also, how does your quirk work? I mean that white-color aura you had before." Izuku asked him, breaking him out of his thoughts.

Tekkan shook his head. "It's not a Quirk. When I fought the Sludge Villain, I tapped into an extension of my energy. As a martial artist, I call it Ki." He extended his right arm, enveloping it in his white aura. "Go ahead, feel it," he invited Izuku, opening his palm.

Izuku cautiously reached out, feeling the energy coursing through Tekkan's arm. Surprised, he remarked, "It feels light yet so heavy."

The Saiyan nodded, explaining further. "Exactly. That aura radiates pure energy, empowering my body in response. With the help of my mentor, I've learned to control my Ki and enhance my hand-to-hand combat skills."

"W-Wow, you must be through a lot, too," Izuku mutters in surprise, letting go of his arm.

Tekkan continued, "I can focus my energy on different parts of my body, like my legs, arms, or even my fingers, to strengthen them." He demonstrated this by channeling his aura into his index finger. He lowered his finger and dispersed the energy.

"But anyway, give your Quirk a try. After all, you gotta start somewhere right?" Tekkan suggested with a shrug.

Izuku nodded and turned away from the Saiyan to face a steel wall, taking a deep breath. "Here goes nothing."

The green-haired teen then looked at his right hand and clenched it into a fist. He followed his mentor's instructions as he felt his quirk build-up, as his right sleeve tore off. That arm glowed an orange hue as red, vein-like lines coursed through it.

Tekkan's eyes widened slightly, and he smirked. "Let's see how he scales against All Might…"

Izuku pulled back his right arm and let out a scream, "SMASH!" As he thrust his arm forward, a massive shockwave erupted and sliced through the air

Tekkan shielded his eyes with an arm, bracing himself against the force of the shockwave. When the winds finally subsided, he lowered his arm, his awe evident. "Yep, that's a Smash alright." He thought, convinced that his power output was similar to All Might's.

Izuku grinned and tried to move that arm but only to meet with a sudden, searing pain.

"GAH!" Izuku winced, his widened eyes fixed on his bloody, swollen, and broken right arm. "M-My arm!"

He clutched the injured limb with his other arm and dropped to his knees in agony. "T-THIS HURTS!" His scream echoed throughout the entire arena.

Tekkan rushed to his side, kneeling beside him. He placed a reassuring hand on Izuku's shoulder. "Hang in there, Izuku. I have something for you to take."

Despite the pain, the OFA inheritor managed to look at Tekkan with a mix of confusion and concern. "T-Take w-what?!"

The spiky-haired alien quickly jogged over to a nearby red-framed control panel, his fingers dancing over the interface.

He typed in a complex digital password, causing a hidden compartment to slide open on a nearby wall. This compartment revealed dozens of special injections.

These injections have a metallic exterior with a polished silver finish, accented by streaks of blue. It's small enough to fit in the palm of one's hand, featuring a circular touch-sensitive interface on the top. A green, yellow, and red button grace the panel.

Tekkan picked up a few of them and locked the compartment back in that wall from the console. He pocketed the rest but kept one in his right hand before jogging back to his friend, crouched in front of him.

Izuku glanced at the device, and his curiosity piqued despite the pain. "What's that, Tekkan?"

Tekkan's fingers hovered over the color-coded buttons. "It's a recovery stim. Capsule Corp's latest invention. We're gonna get that arm fixed up real quick." He pressed the red button.

As Tekkan applied the device to Izuku's arm, a soft, warm light emitted from the stim's tip. "This device administers a special healing liquid. It's gonna accelerate your body's healing process," the Saiyan explained as he gently pressed the stim against Izuku's injured arm.

The green-haired teen felt a tingling sensation spreading from the point of contact, and he watched in amazement as the skin around the wound seemed to shimmer. "Whoa," he breathed.

"Keep it steady," Tekkan advised, focusing on the device. Slowly, the swelling in Izuku's right arm began to subside, and the bleeding stopped. The device emitted a soft, soothing hum as the healing process progressed.

The OFA Quirk user muttered in surprise. "I'm not in that much pain anymore…"

"That's the stim doing its thing," Tekkan replied in relief. "It's tailored to your body's needs."

10 Minutes Later -

The recovery stim's glow faded, and Tekkan withdrew it from Izuku's right arm. "There you go, buddy. Your arm's should be good as new."

Izuku flexed his fingers and arm in disbelief. "It's like it was never broken."

Tekkan grinned. "Well, that's the magic of technology combined with a little bit of Capsule Corp."

Izuku nodded in gratitude. "Thanks, Teks. I can't believe how fast it worked...but I broke my arm from just one attack…I can barely contain this power." He said, looking down in shame and upset.

The teenage Saiyan sighed. "At least we know the scope of your power."

The green-haired teen looked at him, puzzled. "I-I don't get it."

Tekkan then explained. "From what it stands, if you either use either zero to one hundred percent of your Quirk."

He then pointed at Izuku's right arm. "If you can learn to control it, you suppress the power to however much you like. But how did it feel for starters?"

Izuku took a few seconds to recall that sensation. "How does it feel?...It felt like...It felt like...Oh, right, I know! It felt like putting an egg into a microwave!" He said with a grin.

The spiky-haired alien then forward and gave a simile. "That not a bad thought process…How about I show you how to wield your own Ki, just like me?"

Izuku's eyes lit up with curiosity and determination. "Really? You'd teach me?"

The teenage Saiyan nodded. "Of course, sooner than later, your bound to find out. Here's what you need to do…"

"First, close your eyes and take a deep breath," Tekkan instructed. "Imagine you're gathering your strength, just like you do before a tough fight."

"Seems easy enough." The OFA Quirk user closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his expression softening.

The Saiyan started to circle around him. "Now, imagine that energy as a bright, white light," Tekkan continued. "Picture it as the energy you feel like when you're about to use your Quirk."

Izuku nodded, frowning in concentration. He then envisioned the energy without activating One for All.

"Now, place your hands on your abdomen," Tekkan instructed. "Think of it like charging up your body, just like you do when you're getting ready for a workout."

The green-haired teen did just that, feeling the warmth of his hands against his abdomen.

"Next, push that energy outwards," The Saiyan guided. "Imagine it flowing through you, like water rushing through a pipe."

Izuku complied, pushing the energy from his core through his hands. He felt a tingling sensation in his palms as if his energy was reaching out.

"Now, take your hands out and hold them out like you're carrying a small bowl," Tekkan suggested.

"Like this?" The OFA Quirk User reopened his eyes and held out his hands as his friend told him.

The spiky-haired alien gave a thumbs up. "That's good. Now try forming a small ball of Ki between your hands. That's all you got to do now."

Izuku gulped, and his fingers twitched. "I think I can pull that off, as long as I don't activate One for All. Just picture my energy in my palms…"

Izuku narrowed his eyes, sweat dripping down his head. Tekkan frowned a little as he watched him call upon One for All unconsciously. His palms glow with an orange hue, and red vein-like lines coursed through them.

"I…can't…do...it." The green-haired teen sighed deeply, lowering his hands and head down, turning off his Quirk. "I…don't think I have what it takes to do what you can." As tears started to form in his eyes.

Tekkan looked at him with a sympathetic simile. "I hear you but I know you can do it. So maybe take a different approach. Try closing your eyes this time."

Izuku blinked. "C-Closing my eyes?"

Tekkan pointed to his own eyes. "The problem may be is that your focus is on your hands then your mind. So keep it close for this to work. Trust me."

It took a few seconds for Izuku to go along, and he closed his eyes, held out his palms open, and retried again. "Stay calm…listen to my body…and ignore any distractions."

Sweat continued to run down to even his palms, but he ignored it as he kept focusing on what his friend asked him to do. And then…

"Izuku, open your eyes." Tekkan said in a soft, prideful tone.

Finding the courage, the OFA Quirk user opened his eyes to see the smiling face of the Saiyan. Looking down, his eyes widened in shock and joy at the sight of a small white sphere of Ki glowing in the middle of his hand.

"No…no way…I did. I DID IT TEKS!" Izuku yelled out in pure joy. For the first time since receiving One for All, he felt himself accomplish something no one had done. "I drew out my own Ki! Just like Tekkan! THIS IS INCREDIB-"

Suddenly, the ball of Ki he formed dispersed in a second. In exhaustion, Izuku dropped to one knee and panted. "M-My body…"

"You broke your focus when you started celebrating," Tekkan answered, though he kept smiling.

"And since this is your first time drawing out your Ki, your body isn't used to it. Also, that recovery stim's effect has already begun to take its toll on you. You may feel a bit fatigued for some time since I gave you the highest healing setting for your arm when I click…"

Tekkkan then pulled out a fresh recovery stim from his pocket and pointed at "this red button."

The teenage Saiyan pocketed it before continuing. "But don't worry, it's completely normal for beginners. But with the progress you made, how about we take a break and I'll show you around my home? He offered with a shrug.

The green-haired teen looked up as his tired eyes lit up at his suggestion. "That sounds great. A break would be really nice."

Two Hours Later-Dr. Brief's Lab-

They first went to the workplace of the company's founder himself. However, Izuku had his jaw dropped as he looked around the entire lab by the door. "I-I'm not worthy…I-I can't be…to be the presence of such GREATNESS!"

Dr. Brief sat on his chair, typing on his computer, and he spun his chair to face the two teens. "Ah, Tekkan, it's good to see you. And who is this young man with you?" His adoptive father asked, trying to remember the green-haired teen.

The OFA Quirk user's eyes widened with excitement as he looked at and recognized the renowned scientist. "OH MY GOSH! DR. BRIEF! I can't believe I'm meeting you! Your contributions to the technology industry are incredible!" He stated, bowing multiple times before him.

Dr. Brief smiled warmly, now remembering his adoptive son's friend. "Ah, Izuku Midoriya, is it? Tekkan has told me about you. It's nice to finally meet you in person. And please, no need to be starstruck. I'm just a humble inventor doing what I love."

Izuku blushed in awe and gratitude. "T-Thank you, Dr. Briefs. I-It's an honor to be here. Tekkan has told me so much about your brilliant inventions." He shuttered out his respect for him.

The old scientist chuckled. "Well, I'm glad to have another fan and that my boy here is making friends."

Just then, Ms. Briefs entered the lab, holding a tray of freshly baked 'CC' cookies. She wore a flowing, yellow sundress that complemented her blonde hair, paired with a simple silver gemmed necklace, matching bracelets, and white shoes.

Her eyes lit up as she saw the two teens.

"Oh, perfect timing! I just finished baking these cookies. They're still warm, so make sure to enjoy them."

"She must be Tekkan's mom then." But Izuku's mouth watered at the delicious aroma. "T-Thank you so much, Mrs. Briefs! T-They look and smell amazing." He shuttered out in gratitude.

Mrs. Briefs beamed at him but seemed a little confused. "You're very welcome, dear. Have we met before? You seem familiar."

Izuku's smile faded slightly, realizing that Mrs. Briefs didn't remember him. "O-Oh, um, I don't think so, M-Mrs. B-Briefs. I-I'm Izuku Midoriya. It's my f-first time here, but I met your son back when I was f-four." He explained, shuttering again out of embarrassment.

Mrs. Briefs shrugged off her confusion and smiled warmly. "Well, it's lovely to have you here, Midoriya. Enjoy the cookies, and let me know if you need anything."

5 Minutes Later-

As they savored the delicious treats, Tekkan guided Izuku toward the upper floor of the building. He knew Bulma was out but wanted to show his friend her room.

"This is my sis, Bulma's room. She's a real genius and loves to invent high-tech stuff." The spiky-haired alien said with pride.

Izuku raised an eyebrow at his choice. "Are you sure we should be doing this? Isn't invading privacy?" He asked, worried.

Tekkan shrugged. "Doubt it in my case. Besides, if she asks, I'll take the blame." He reassured as Izuku peaked inside her room.

Inside, he saw a pink and blue white bed with the 'CC' logo stamped on it with a nightstand, a lamp, different tools, and file folders nearby. By the door was a desk with a computer setup, a television, blankets, a couch with decorative pillows, and several guns mounted in her room. Also, a wardrobe and shelve filled miniature capsules by the bathroom.

"Woah! She must be really geeky when it comes to tech!" The OFA Quirk user turned to Tekkan. "What about you?"

The Saiyan motioned a maybe. "Meh, not as much as her. If I were normal, I would've become a researcher. Learning about what's around me on Earth and what else that lays in our universe."

The green-haired teen chuckled. "Brains and brawns. I like it."

Tekkan grinned at him. "To be fair, I never liked the idea of studying. But looking back now, I looked up Bulma, so I started my interest in books n stuff. Without her, I wouldn't be this smart."

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the hallway, capturing their attention. "Lil bro! You brought a friend!"

Turning their heads, they saw Bulma Brief standing out of the elevator. She was dressed in a lab coat, her hair tied in a ponytail.

The spiky-haired alien waved hello. "Hey, sis!" He said, pointing at his face.

His friend, however, quickly bowed before her. "A-Ah! S-Sorry for disturbing you, M-Ms. Brief!"

Bulma approached him, laughing at his behavior with a warm smile. "There's no need for the gesture, kid. Tekkan has told me a lot about you. Call me Bulma." She extended a hand out.

Izuku nervously shook it back. But excited to meet Tekkan's sibling. "I-It's nice to meet you too, B-Bulma. T-Thank you for having me here."

The blue-haired woman chuckled. "No need to be so formal. We're all friends here. How do you like it here?"

The green-haired teen smiled, feeling a little more at ease. "I'm loving it so far! The Capsule Corp is even more impressive than I imagined. And the cookies Mrs. Brief made are absolutely delicious."

Bulma grinned. "Ah, Mom's cookies are always a hit. I'm glad you're enjoying them. So, what brings you here? Tekkan mentioned something about training?"

Tekkan chimed in, leaning against the doorframe. "Yeah, Izuku wanted to train and improve his Quirk. I thought this would be the perfect place for it. Plus, I needed a reason to use your awesome training room." He added with a smirck.

Bulma's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Oh, you're in for a treat then! You'll have everything necessary to push your Quirk to the next level thanks to that ."

The spiky-haired alien recalled the two orange artifacts he was given earlier. "Bulma, I've been meaning to ask you about these orange star orbs. I found one a while ago, and Izuku found another one recently. What exactly are they?"

Bulma's expression turned serious as she gestured for them to follow her into her room. But Tekkan jogged into his room to grab the two orange orbs before hurrying back to the others.

Once they were inside Bulma's room, she closed the door behind them and locked it.

The three of them are gathered around her desk. Tekkan sat on the edge of her desk on the right, Bulma sat on her computer chair, and Izuku leaned against her desk on the left.

Bulma took a moment before explaining what she had learned from her previous studies. The one-star and four-star balls were placed in the center of the desk.

"These orbs," Bulma began with excitement and curiosity, "are known as Dragon Balls. They are ancient artifacts of great significance and possess immense power."

The OFA Quirk user leaned forward, looking at the two Dragon Balls. "Power? What kind of power do they hold?"

The blue-haired women's gaze shifted between the two teens as she continued, "Legend has it that a mystical force created these Dragon Balls, and when all seven of them are brought together, they summon a powerful dragon called Shenron."

Tekkan raised his eyebrows in surprise. "A dragon? That's unexpected."

Bulma nodded, her blue hair bouncing slightly. "Yes, Shenron can grant any wish to that person who gathers all seven Dragon Balls."

Izuku's eyes widened in awe. "So, we could wish for anything we want?"

The blue-haired woman shook her head. "Well, I'm sure there must be restrictions to Shenron's wishes. But right now, I don't know."

The Saiyan's legs dangled off the desk. "It's not designed to be perfect, in other words. But making wishes come true is still remarkable."

But Izuku couldn't help but wonder who built these artifacts. "But where did these Dragon Balls come from? Who created them?"

"The origins of the Dragon Balls are shrouded in mystery. They have existed for thousands of years, passed down through generations. But their true origin remains unknown." Bulma replied.

The teenage Saiyan smiled at them. "Regardless, we have two of them now. We should continue our search for the remaining Dragon Balls even if we are in U.A. or outside the country. Who knows what we can achieve with their power?"

Bulma smiled back. "I like your thinking, Tekkan. Which is why…" She walked over to a drawer, opened it, and pulled out a device. It had a dark green screen, and Bulma pressed its top button, and seven yellow dots flashed on the screen.

She returned to the boys, displaying the device for them. "Take a look. Those dots represent the Dragon Balls marked. I call this device the Dragon Radar."

Tekkan's eyes widened in amazement. "That's incredible! How does it work?"

Bulma grinned, eager to share her knowledge. "The Dragon Radar detects the unique energy signature emitted by each Dragon Ball. It can pinpoint their exact locations, no matter where they are in the world."

Izuku leaned in closer, curious about the invention. "You invented this device from scratch?"

Bulma's smile widened, impressed by their resolve. "I like your thinking, Tekkan. But wait, how can we find the last of these balls? They got to be all across the world, right?"

Bulma's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she got up from her bed. "Not a problem. After I found out about the legend, I built this." She walked over to a drawer, opened it, and pulled out a device. It had a dark green screen, and Bulma pressed its top button. Seven yellow dots flashed on the screen.

She turned her attention back to Tekkan, displaying the device for him to see. "Take a look. Those dots represent the Dragon Balls. I call this device the Dragon Radar, and it will help us locate the Dragon Balls."

Tekkan's eyes widened in amazement. "That's incredible! How does it work?"

Bulma grinned, eager to share her knowledge. "The Dragon Radar detects the unique energy signature emitted by each Dragon Ball. It can pinpoint their exact locations, no matter where they are in the world."

Izuku leaned in closer, his curiosity piqued. "You invented this device from scratch?"

Bulma nodded proudly. "Yes, I did. It took a lot of research and experimentation, but I managed to figure out the technology behind it. I'm always up for a challenge."

Tekkan chuckled. "I know you're a genius and all, but how did you even come up with the idea in the first place?"

Bulma's grin widened as she reached into her pocket, pulling out an orange, two-star ball. Both Izuku and Tekkan gasped at the sight of it.

"Sis, that's another...Dragon Ball!" Tekkan stammered, gazing at the artifact.

Bulma nodded, holding the ball up for them to see. "You're right. This is another Dragon Ball. It's been in our family's storage room downstairs for as long as I can remember. My dad showed it to me a while back, and that's when I realized it must be more than just a pretty gem. To my dad, it's a family heirloom."

Izuku's eyes lit up in realization. "So, that means we have three Dragon Balls in our possession…"

"…And with the radar, we can track down the last ones so much easier." The Saiyan finished his sentence. "But that's for another day. We should get back to more training so we can tour the rest of the building later." As he checked the time on his phone.

The OFA Quirk user nodded, agreeing. "That's right. Thank you, Bulma, for telling us all of this." He said with a light bow.

Bulma waved them off with a smile. "See ya boys! Good luck with your training, and don't hesitate to come to me if you need anything." She reminded the green-haired teen.

With that, Izuku and Tekkan made their way out of her room, heading back downstairs.

One Week Later-Capsule Corp-Sparring Arena-

Over the last seven days, Tekkan continued picking up Izuku from Mustaufu to take him to West City to spend his hours honing his

Now, early morning, they both stood in front of each other. Tekkan remained in his workout outfit, while Izuku sported a black jumpsuit adorned with the 'CC' logo along with his red boots.

"Let's talk about the changes you've been incorporating into your Ki control. For instance, you can now manifest your Ki as an aura for defense or offense.

Izuku spoke with pride. "Exactly! I've been working on honing my control of my energy, like channeling my Ki into 100% Smashes for an extra boost."

Tekkan nods. "Again, that's a smart choice. It also reduces the damage done to your arms, but only by a small fraction for now."

Then, something dawned on the OFA Quirk user. "Wait a minute, Tekkan. Maybe, in order to use my Quirk without destroy myself, I should leave the power of One For All running all over my body, like a switch that's always on!" He realized with his eyes widening.

Tekkan's had a finger on his chin. "I think you're onto something. It's like using your control of your energy to help you manage One For All continuously."

Determined, Izuku raised his hands in front of him and clenched them into fists. He activated One For All, causing his entire body to glow with an orange hue. Red vein-like lines coursed throughout his body as a thin white aura surrounded him.

The green-haired teen gritted his teeth as he met Tekkan's gaze. "Teks, compared to All Might, right now, how much do you think my body can take from One For All?" He asked, squatting down and pumping his fists near his sides.

Tekkan took a moment to estimate, then snapped his fingers. "10 percent, give or take."

"I need One For All's power surging through all of me to only 10 percent! HA!" In an instant, his aura erupted from his body and reached the arena's ceiling, reverting a shockwave throughout the room. The aura settled down, shifting to a vibrant green color.

Standing before his friend, Tekkan couldn't help but think, "He's really something else."

Tekkan asked, his own body shaking under the pressure, "So, can you move in this state?"

"I-I don't know for sure," Izuku replied through gritted teeth, his pupils flashing green.

Tekkan took his fighting stance and challenged Izuku, "Only one way to find out!"

The green-haired teen took his first fighting stance as he planted his feet shoulder-width apart, weight balanced evenly, and fists clenched at chest level. His green Ki aura vanished, replaced by green bio-electricity that now laced his body instead.

"You got it!" He said, his voice filled with determination, ready to fight.

With his left fist reeled back, Izuku dashed forward at more incredible speeds than he could ever have imagined. But he then tripped as Tekkan scoffed. "Too predictable."

He then unlowered his stance and easily sidestepped, letting him crash into a wall.

"Ack!" Izuku cried out as he slid down to the ground, deactivating his Quirk.

The Saiyan walked over and crouched down to his level. "You need to work on controlling your speed," he advised before walking away.

Izuku stood back up, rubbed the back of his head, and regained his composure, retaking his fighting stance. "One For All…" He then reactivated his technique. "Full Cowling!"

The spiky-haired alien retook his stance. "Bring it on." He smirked.

Izuku dashed towards Tekkan, but this time he halted, shifted his footing, and ran across the arena in every direction, leaving behind a green electric blur.

Tekkan stood in the middle of the arena. He kept his eyes fixed on the OFA Quirk user.

But then, Izuku stopped behind Tekkan, "Here goes nothing." He pulled back his left arm and coated it in his aura. He thrust his right fist forward and yelled, "10% Detroit Smash!"

Tekkan then grabbed his right arm with his tail, avoiding the attack as he felt the breeze from the force left behind.

With his right arm pinned, he used the other one to punch at Tekkan, but the Saiyan caught it with his left palm. "Not bad at all."

Tekkan then front-kicked the human as he flew towards another wall, about to crash.

"Need to move." Izuku then planted his feet against the wall. "Control my jumps to counter his reaction speed!"

The green-haired teen jumped off the wall, right back at the Saiyan in an attempt to tackle him. Tekkan leaned back, letting him fly past him.

The spiky-haired alien taunted him. "Gotta be faster than that!"

Izuku landed back on his feet, sliding back. He was getting used to this technique's strain. "I'm getting used to this level. I need to figure out how much I can take."

"One for All…Full Cowling 11%" The OFA user dashed forward again. His speed slightly increased, but he felt his right leg ache as Tekkan saw an opening and landed an uppercut on his chest, launching him in the air.

"Wah!" Izuku screamed out.

Tekkan then jumped up and axe-kicked him as Izuku crashed to the ground. He was lying on his back, groaning and clenching his chest in pain.

The spiky-haired teen crouched down to check on him. "You are doing better than I thought." He said truthfully.

"And he doesn't hold back." He flipped on his stomach and spat out blood. "I-I think ten percent is as far my body can take without hurting."

"But still, you only had the Quirk for less than a month, so it's not surprising. But from here on out, life will get harder now you have a way to fight." Tekkan admitted, looking down at the green-haired teen.

Gritting his teeth, Izuku rose to his feet, wiping the blood from his mouth. His eyes showed no signs of forfeit. "I'm done yet!" He retook his stance. "Full Cowling!"

But to his surprise, Tekkan slowly walked to the door. "Take five. I need water." He waved.

"Eh? But we still- GAH!" Suddenly, Izuku felt something heavy struck in the chest.

The green-haired teen took up to see Tekkan with his right fist stretched out, laced with his aura. The OFA Quirk user was then launched forward and faceplanted against a new wall.

"Drop your guard like that again against villains, and it will get you killed," Tekkan warned with a frown.

"R-Roger t-that..." Izuku muttered with whirls in his eyes, sliding down to the floor. "What's with me being thrown into walls today?"


Preview: Tekkan and Izuku have entered Capsule Corp for intense training to explore their respective powers and understand one another's abilities. And, thanks to Bulma's past research, they finally learn the truth about the Dragon Balls and how to find them. But with U.A.'s entrance exams coming up soon, are they ready for what's to come?

Find out in the next chapter of "Dragon Ball Z Heroes."

Go beyond! Plus Ultra!