Heimdall grips his horn tightly, feeling himself shake with a mix of excitement and fear. "Gods and goddesses. Ladies and Gentlemen. Peel your eyes, sharpen your senses, prepare your mind, for I think we are about to witness… divine history in the making,"

Wukong chuckles, holding his hand in front of his mouth rather childishly. "Kikikiiiii… witness? You won't witness ANYTHING!" He says laughing happily.

Tyr squints, and as soon as he moves an arm to begin an attack, Wukong seemingly teleports in front of him, the war-god equally as swiftly swinging three of his arms at Wukong's kick, two of the weapons shattering like glass on impact before Tyr manages to launch Wukong back at tremendous speeds, rebuilding his weapons in an instant, launching after his opponent, Wukong using Ruyi Jingu Bang to slow down by stabbing it into the ground. He finds he's not slowing down whatsoever, and extends it, shooting it clean through the bottom of the arena, gauging a small slit through the whole thing, before launching back at Tyr, striking with a fist at Tyr's weapon, the two attacks colliding and breaking in but a moment, Tyr swinging his next weapon, Wukong throwing his fist back, only to launch it at the second attack, Ruyi Jingu Bang firmly embedding itself in the ground below the arena, into Heaven itself, using it to hold himself in place while Tyr strikes. Tyr relentlessly attacks with two, three, four weapons or fists at the same time, Wukong's weak-looking arm duplicating to counterstrike each and every one.

Pandora gasps seeing this. "W-what's going on!? C-can he… duplicate his arms like Tyr?!"

Buddha shakes his head. "No… he can't… He's just so fast with his Adamas form that it LOOKS like he's multiplying,"

Wukong grits his teeth. "Kikiki! COME ON! ENOUGH!" He suddenly lets go of his staff, disappearing and he appears behind Tyr, only to find several weapons already attacking him. He gets onto one toe, with a rather acrobatic double punch and single kick. "Kikiki! This is awesome, Tyr!" He leaps forward, only for Tyr's gigantic arm to swat him out of the air, sending him flying into the arena, but within moments he's back out. As Tyr strikes him into the ground on the second approach, Wukong leaps into the air above the arena, ruyi Jingu Bang extending from the 'socket' in the ground, allowing Wukong to grab it. "Kikikiiii! Told you this was my all!" He tosses the staff at Tyr as it extends and he seems to leap off the air, as Ruyi Jingu Bang grows to immense size. MONKEY KING'S… Wukong strikes the spear, knocking it directly into Tyr at his full power. GOD-CRUSHING SPEAR!

Unlike last time however Wukong's spear suddenly comes blasting back at him, only barely missing when Wukong shrinks it back down. He shoots down towards the ground again, with a spinning kick, Tyr blocking with all of his arm, but it's not enough and he's floored, Wukong leaping away. "..." Tyr stands and his arms seem to grow slightly before he runs forward, striking at Wukong who grabs hold of his arms.

Heimdall's eyes widen, his voice trembling at what he sees when the two begin to push against each other. "N-no way…" He simply utters as the arena cracks down the middle just as it did before but much more aggressively, the cracks blasting up into the audience splitting them cleanly between gods and humans.

"Kikiki! Hey Tyr! Let's not break the arena alright!? Kikiki!" He grins, suddenly taking a step forward and Tyr's eyes widen slightly when suddenly Wukong spins, gripping onto just one of his arms, swinging him around like a hammer throw before LAUNCHING him into the air. He springs up after him.

Tyr rockets into the air, steadying himself. As Wukong approaches he swings a giant fist at him but Wukong jolts to the side, much to Tyr's surprise, but he still blocks a strike from the side, flying back, but stopping himself with a solid platform of flying ice under his feet. He looks over at Wukong who seems to be jumping around in midair now. "Hm. The cloud you inhaled. It emit it from your skin in that form… and create small foot-holds to jump off of. You are smarter than you let on, Wukong."

Wukong snickers a little. "Kikiki. I am? I guess I am! So Tyr… up here you don't need to worry about accidentally hitting the people down below. Care to let it all out?"

Tyr smirks slightly. "Good call," He slams his fists together and the giant arms sprouting from his back seem to almost pull themselves out of him, creating a gigantic ephemeral body which swirls with ice and Vanir shield, appearing like a gigantic Hindu statue almost with a multitude of arms, some with weapons, some without. HUNDRED ARMED BEAR: ASGUARDIAN! "Come, Wukong. Show me what this Adamas of yours can do,"

Wukong grins widely. "Kikiki! Don't mind if I DO!" He suddenly shoots forward, Tyr striking him with one of the many arms in an instant, blasting him away, finally making Wukong bleed from his incredible power, but Wukong steadies himself and leaps back, jumping off tiny clouds in strides, Tyr striking at him again, but Wukong spins and kicks the arm, cracking the ice and shield it's made of, knocking it clean off, but it disappears before it can crash onto the arena below.

Heimdall has meanwhile produced tons of screens in the arena to allow everyone to see what's happening up in the air. Yu Huang strokes his beard. "That Wukong. How powerful he has gotten," He says smiling.

Izanagi grunts. "I am merely happy that they FINALLY seem to be killing each other!"

Izanami claps happily seeing Tyr launch Wukong back again. "Go, Tyr! Such manly prowess!"

Izanagi squints a little. "... I could fight Wukong evenly as well… if I wished,"

Izanami smiles. "I don't doubt it, dear. You are so strong," Izanagi puffs his chest out proudly.

Pandora looks at the screens. "Isn't this bad!? Wukong isn't even getting CLOSE! He takes out one of those arms, but Tyr can just remake it! And there're WAY too many for him to take them all out! He can't get close!"

Icarus crosses his arms. "So why does he keep trying?"

Buddha grins and bites his lollipop. "Heh. Cause he's having fun. Going all out's not something he gets to do often. This is the essence of Wukong!"

Wukong strikes another of Tyr's giant arms, before he disappears from, Tyr seeing not one, but several of Wukong's afterimages flying around all over the place. "You are still enjoying yourself, Wukong!? How childish!"

"Kikikiiii! It's just who I am!" Tyr strikes at one of the afterimages but it simply disappears. Then another, and another.

Tyr slams his palms together and the giant 'statue' suddenly launches all its numerous arms at an afterimage each. HUNDRED STRIKES OF THE ASGUARDIAN! Wukong manages to break several arms with his insane strength before he flies back again, seemingly tumbling along the clouds. "You wish to turn this to a battle of attrition, Wukong!? It is FOOLISH!"

"Kikiki! We'll see about that! You take a little while to rebuild those arms!" Wukong blasts in again, crashing straight through one, holding a giant ice shield. "And then more I break!" Tyr chops Wukong directly over the head, sending the monkey king crashing towards the arena, but he shoots back using a cloud just before he hits the arena. "The slower they all rebuild!" He two keep up this song and dance. Wukong blasting in, getting struck down, bleeding and battered all over, but he just doesn't seem to stop.

"You fool around too much. You'd be a true warrior if you only took this seriously in the slightest. It's a shame to see your potential going to waste. You don't train and yet it's clear you have such incredible capacity for strength," He hears the Chief's voice echo in his mind.

'I trained Chief! I got strong! Strong enough to fight a guy like this!' He thinks striking at one of the giant weapons swung at him, shattering it to pieces only to get hurled back by another. "GAH!"

"I love you just the way you are my friend. You're a free spirit," Zhu's voice also echoes.

'Without losing who I am! I'm fighting the gods!' He feels a few little hands on his back as he flies forward.

"Go daddy go!" He hears his kids cheer, seeing Bai's smile flash in his eyes, as he zooms forward. Tyr attempts to chop clap around him but he tosses out Ruyi Jingu Bang, extending to to block the clap, swinging off of it like a trapeze, winding his fist back.

"JUST WATCH ME! EVERYONE!" He yells out as he approaches Tyr, his fist bursting with the cloud, mixing with his bleeding arm to form a red cloud. Tyr leaps off his ice platform.

"They are surely watching, Wukong! You are amazing!"

"LIKEWISE!" The two strikes each other with everything they have, both launching back at immense speeds, Wukong bracing with his clouds, while Tyr smashes through his gigantic construct, before they both fall towards the ground, looking at each other. Suddenly Wukong disappears and Tyr's magical eye instantly snaps to him and he yanks his head back as Ruyi Jingu Bang comes blasting from the side as it extends, grabbing onto it as Wukong retracts it, sending the two fighters hurtling towards each other.

"... Who are you?" He hears Thor's voice, much like Wukong did. "Who am I?" Tyr mutters before winding his fist back striking at Wukong who strikes towards him as well, but Tyr is much larger at the moment, connecting his giant bear-fist with Wukong's face while Wukong barely reaches his elbow. "I AM TYR! RIVAL OF THOR AND THE GREATEST WAR GOD!" He proudly declares, sending Wukong shooting to the ground, a massive dust cloud erupting as he lands. Tyr lands as well, using wind magic to slow his fall a bit.

Wukong shoots out of the hole he was in with a few flips. "Kikiki! Nice hit!" He says panting a bit as he wipes the blood from his cheek, picking up his staff, swinging it around.

However he notices Tyr's gaze is focused elsewhere. Up in the stands. He sees Thor getting up from his seat and picking up Mjolnir, before he begins walking out, past the shadowy being in the hall. "Not going to see how it ends?"

Thor softly smiles. "I've seen all I need to see. Welcome back, old friend," He merely says swinging Mjolnir over his shoulder.

Tyr looks back to Wukong. "You have been annoying the gods relentlessly for quite a while, have you not Wukong?"

Wukong winds his arm back. "Constantly!" What about it?! Gonna put a stop to it are you!?"

"Hm. I was just wondering what it was like to annoy an entire race," Wukong leaps forward, preparing a swing. "I will try it," He dodges Wukong's strike, Wukong preparing for a counterattack when Tyr shrinks down to his ordinary self. "... I concede."

…

Heimdall gulps and clutches his horn. "I… I think I must have misheard you, Tyr. Did you just say-?"

"I concede. That is correct. The match is now over."

There's an eerie silence in the arena, as everyone looks wide-eyed at what they just heard. "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTT!?" Everyone declares, including Wukong himself. Wukong got so shocked that his Adamas transformation comes undone, growing him back to his regular size, the rings reappearing on his arms.

Heimdall looks around the arena. "You can't be serious!? T-this match… it cannot end like this! Surely not! SURELY! Tyr!"

However Tyr spins on his heel. "I declared it at the start. I am neither here to fight for the gods, nor win any sort of competition. I am here to prove myself as the greatest god of war. A task which I have undoubtedly completed. Therefore. I am done. What you do now is up to you," He says as he begins to walk out of the arena, none of the gods knowing how to respond to this in the slightest. The humans however erupt into cheers as Wukong looks completely flabbergasted.

"What? But I… and we! TYR! HEY! OI!" He yells sprinting after Tyr, Heimdall's face going a bit pale as he trembles, holding up his arm.

"Um… I have no choice… but to declare the simple, but unbelievable truth," He throws down his hand. "The gods' representative has CONCEDED the match and left the arena! Therefore the winner of the fifth match in the struggle between Gods and humans, Ragnarok! IS SUN! WUUUUUKOOOOOONG!" He yells out and the gods FINALLY erupt into obscene anger and rage, as thunder crackles, fire erupts from their stand, each god too furious to hold in their own powers, Zeus crushing the railing he is standing at, Shiva nearly destroying his couch.

Tyr vs Sun Wukong

Match length: 14 hours, 41 minutes, 14 second

Deciding move: Forfeit

Victor: Sun Wukong

Izanagi rips himself from his chair. "YOU DARE FORFEIT, TYR!? You call yourself a god!" He angrily looks to his wife and Yu Huang, Izanami having a dark shade over her face from restrained anger… however Yu Huang is just softly smiling down at Wukong as he leaves. "Yu Huang!? What is the meaning of this!? Are you not furious!?"

Yu Huang nods. "Indeed it is quite upsetting to see. But it's not my place to judge Tyr for his actions. Tyr has earned the right to fight here today. So he has earned the right to forfeit if he so wishes. I do not wish to judge. He is much more capable than I. It is only right. You will have to excuse me my friend," Yu Huang stands and bows to the three Shinto gods present. "It was wonderful to see you again, but now I must take my leave for the time being," Tsukuyomi fixes his mask as he nods to Yu Huang who pats him on the top of his hood. "I will look forward to seeing my niece… my NEPHEW in action," With that he leaves down the hallway.

"Thank you, uncle Yu Huang," Tsukuyomi says crossing his arms.

Tyr walks down the hallway of Valhalla Arena, Wukong catching up to him. "Hey! Tyr! Wait up you BASTARD! You think you can just LET ME win!? I EARN my wins you know!?" He complains and Tyr grunts a little.

"Something the matter, Wukong? Annoyed? At a god? I believed it to be the other way around," He says as Wukong grits his teeth pointing at him.

"Damn right I'm annoyed! I came in wanting to piss YOU off! How DARE you!? Mark my words Tyr! THIS! AIN'T! OVER!" He yells as Tyr just smiles back at him.

"I would hope not. I would delight in a rematch. Some time where there is no audience," With that he turns the corner, disappearing from view! Down the hallway at one of the balcony's overseeing the Heavens he sees Thor standing with Mjolnir in front of him and Tyr goes to join him, the two standing in comfortable silence, looking over the horizons for a little while before Tyr finally speaks. "I have returned, old friend. Have you had any good notable battles since last we met?"

Thor closes his eyes and smirks slightly. "... Let me tell you the story of a man… a human, by the name Lu Bu."

Wukong did not follow the two onto the balcony. Why? Before he could turn the corner to follow Tyr someone else walks from the opposite corner of the hallway to face him.

It's Yu Huang! Wukong pauses and looks at him, his face falling from annoyance to completely dead stoic for a brief second before he smirks. "Yu Huaaaaang. Old bud! What's up!? You want a rematch too? Cause I'll kick your ass again!"

Yu Huang shakes his head. "Nothing of the sort, Wukong. I have attempted this many times before, but I never knew the words. I still do not. I simply want to offer you my most humble apology for my actions."

Wukong's eye twitches and he bares his fangs a bit before laughing. "Apology? Don't need shit like anymore. Not like I care anymore anyway," He says smirking, skipping past him.

Yu Huang smiles softly seeing Wukong walk past him. "You may fool the gods into believing what happened no longer affects you. But you cannot fool me. Your hostility. I can feel it," He says feeling as if there's a giant version of Wukong holding up his giant staff ready to squash him like a bug as Wukong looks back at him. "I cannot heal the scars I've caused. But… I have something I would like to offer you. A peace offering perhaps. Or maybe just the first step," He hands Wukong a small piece of paper and the monkey king snatches it and looks at it and Yu Huang swears he can hear Wukong's heart start beating louder.

"You kept this? Here I thought we weren't worthy of your gaze you old geezer. Honestly I'd forgotten what they all looked like," He looks at the picture of his family. The first one they took from back then. "Whatever. I'll keep it just so YOU don't have it. See ya around, bud," He says skipping down the hallway.

Yu Huang closes his eyes and begins wandering further down the hall. "Such brazen hatred you hold for us Wukong. You do not want us to know… But I know…" He hears Wukong fall to his knees, trembling as he tightly clutches the picture, tears streaming down his face as he tries his hardest to not make any noises, but the silent sobs and sniffles after seeing his family smiling and happy. "...I know you miss them more than anything else in the world. I am truly… sorry," He says mostly to himself, when suddenly Wukong screams out silently in grief.