BNHA: Martial Arts God

CHAPTER 8

A/N:

Well, Happy New Year! To celebrate it, I'm releasing two chapters today as a present :)

Usually, I only publish 3 chapters per week (Ahem! If you join my Pa**eon you get 5 per week, shameless plug-in), but I'll post 5 this week because it's New Year week. WOOO!!!

Alright, that's all for now. Time to get back to the chapter.

Two Days before the Tournament...

FWUSH!

The sound of a punch being swung could be heard in the park's quieter zones.

PAH!

"G-Guh!" Gohru grunts for a moment at the pain before backing off from a front kick aimed at the chin. Waiting until he rushed in, Gohru raised his fist before redirecting a roundhouse to fly above his head before slamming his fist into Kenichi's chest, causing him to gasp in pain.

'UGH! Him and his fucking LOW KICKS!'

Stepping back a few more steps, he exits Kenichi's range before raising his hand at the advancing Kenichi who was also sweating buckets at their Nth spar.

"S-Stop for a minute!" Kenichi abruptly stops in place as the two fell to the ground, panting in exhaustion. Their shirts were drenched in sweat due to the number of spars they had done.

"I didn't think... I'd use... my precious Friday sparing for 4 hours straight, Jin!" He huffs tiredly at the laying boy who retorted with a snort.

"Grow... up... You low-kick abuser! Needs to get nerfed..." Gohru said with difficulty as Kenichi laughed at the remark before coughing and tossing Kenichi a water bottle filled with water.

He grabs it with ease before drenching himself with it to cool down after taking a few sips of water. Agreeing that it was a good idea, Gohru corks the cap of his water bottle open before drenching himself, feeling the immediate cooling on his skin.

As they were cooling down, a woman was jogging by the road before shamelessly ogling the two's hunky chiseled bodies that many shut-ins would kill to have before reluctantly continuing her run. The two ignored the looks at the woman since this was the 4th one this session.

'Thirsty ass MILFs'

After a moment of relaxing, they proceeded to do their stretches to warm down since it was already 6 in the evening and Kenichi had a curfew.

"Hey, what do you think that they're gonna do your Quirk?" Gohru asked the 17-year-old, which the boy hummed in thought before answering.

"I guess they'd let me keep it on. I mean, who'd provide Quirk Suppressive Gear to a decently sized event?" He sarcastically said as Gohru nodded at the logic.

Hirose Kenichi! Quirk: Emotion Strengthening! His Quirk passively increases his strength by a percentage based on his emotions! Currently, his Quirk reacts to anger and concentration, giving him a 30% boost while sadness depletes his strength by 30%!

"But still, that's a broken Quirk. I don't get why you'd not want to even be a Hero."

"Too much work, honestly. I rather train to be an MMA champion. No laws, no Villain bullshit, just you and him in a ring fighting it out to be the winner. That's my style."

The battle junkie explained while getting up with a grunt, no doubt sore from the amount of damage Gohru had done to him prior. At least they had a day to rest before the tournament.