The situation seemed hopeless for the students. What they expected to be a peaceful training session suddenly turned into a battle for their lives.
Most hero student have their first experience with villains by their second year, not a couple of days into their first year. Many of them are just not ready for this yet.
There may be a few that have combat experience prior to UA, but a majority lack that skill. No doubt they have trained their quirk to the best lf their abilites and they have no trouble using said quirk. But they dont know how to combat villains, thats somethign they haven't learned yet. Especially when those villains want to harm you.
"Howsit you feel ya donkey heads? Bet ya feel real dumb right about now!" The savage grin on the boxers face was evident that he was batshit insane for even looking forward to face these villains who are out to kill him.
"Who does this brat think he is, not being afraid of certain death." One of the bigger villains spoke. He seemed to be the impromptu leader of this ragtag group of baddies.
"Me? I'm just the guy to bash your skull in!"
Yaoyorozu, Jirou, and Kaminari could only watch in awe at his attitude. How was he not shitting his pants eight now like Kaminari was? How was he not thinking of an escape plan like Yaoyorozu was. How can he not be asking for help like Jirou was. She wanted to help, and she wanted to prove she wasn't a burden to him. It annoyed her that he told them to stay back.
"You defeat all of us? Don't make me laugh, you stupid brat!" The villains laughed at the sole idea that a single student was gonna defeat a group of over 20.
"Well, bless your heart, y'all dun made a huge mistake, comin' 'round here to fight us! I'm fixin' to knock yer lights out and make it hurt somethin' fierce, you hear?"
"Is just me, or does Midoriya sound different?" Kaminari was the first to question his dialect. Before, he didn't seem so wild.
"Yea, you're right!" Yaoyorozu noted the differences in his speech patterns. "I wonder why that is?"
"Yaoyoorzu sweetheart, why don't you whip us up a bell real quick and ring it for me, won't you?" Izuku was just itching to get his hands bloody. She didn't waste any time and created a little miniature bell, and Jirou used her jacks to smack it.
Ding Ding!
Izuku wasted no time going after these fools. Ducking under a sloppy punch, he countered with a fierce punch to the jaw, sending him to night night land.
One guy down!
"Who's next?"
Two more poor saps thought they could win it by using their quirk, which can send spikes from their fingertips.
"Try and beat us from that distance!" The two hurled a barrage of spikes at the young boxer. Confident that he was skewered by that attack. "Serves him right!"
"Gah!" One of them felt a fist dig deep into their sternum. "How?" He passed out.
The other one saw a giant red fist heading straight for his face, and all he could wish for was that it ended quickly and painless.
Too bad for him.
A right hook to the villains face followed by an uppercut to the chin.
The one-sided beat down was something that the three greenhorn will never forget. It was astonishing. The mere thought of a student bulldozing through a crowd of villains was absolutely insane.
This is a world that the three are not ready for. Not one bit. To be honest, they thought that they'd be fine on their own if it was just them three, but now they're thanking God that he was put with them.
YOU ARE READING
Tiger Of Musutafu
Aksi[The Tiger of Musutafu] What does it mean to be strong? That question has plagued him for his whole life. Can he find the answer by becoming a hero?
