Izuku The forgotten Jade emperor.

UA sports festival part 3

The energy in the stadium was electric as the final matches of the UA Sports Festival approached. I stood in the tunnel, my mind focused and my heart steady. This was it—the culmination of everything I had worked for. I was determined to win, not for recognition or glory, but to prove to myself that I could.

My first opponent was Tenya Iida. Iida was known for his incredible speed and precision, his Engine Quirk making him a formidable adversary. He was disciplined and focused, much like myself. I had observed his previous matches, noting his strategic mind and quick reflexes. This would be an interesting challenge.

Stepping into the arena, I could feel the weight of thousands of eyes on me, but I blocked it out. I didn't care about the audience or their expectations. My only focus was on the battle ahead. Iida stood across from me, his expression determined and serious.

The referee's voice echoed through the stadium, signaling the start of the match. Iida wasted no time, launching himself at me with incredible speed. I sidestepped his initial attack, my movements calculated and precise. He pivoted quickly, coming at me again with a series of rapid kicks.

I anticipated his moves, blocking and dodging with ease. I could see the surprise in his eyes as I matched his speed. Iida was strong and fast, but I was used to analysing and adapting quickly. My mind worked rapidly, looking for an opening in his relentless assault.

"You're fast, Mori," Iida said, his voice steady even as he launched another attack.

I didn't reply, my eyes locked on his, my mind calculating my next move.

The battle continued, each of us pushing the other to their limits. I could see Iida starting to tire, his movements becoming slightly slower. This was my chance. I launched a series of rapid attacks, pushing him back and forcing him to defend.

He tried to counter with a powerful kick, but I was ready. I dodged to the side and struck, my fist connecting with his side. Iida staggered, but he didn't fall. He was tough, I had to give him that.

With a final burst of energy, I launched myself at him, using all some of my strength to knock him off his feet. He hit the ground hard, and I stood over him, my breath steady and my expression unchanged.

The referee's voice rang out, announcing my victory. I offered Iida a hand, just as I had with my previous opponents. "Good fight," I said, my voice as cold as ever.

Iida accepted my hand, his expression thoughtful. "You're strong, Mori. I look forward to seeing your future matches."

I nodded and turned away, the cheers of the crowd washing over me. I didn't care about their applause or their praise. I had proven myself, and that was all that mattered.

As I left the arena, I caught sight of my classmates watching from the stands. Their expressions ranged from awe to surprise, but I paid them no mind. They didn't know me, not really. I was just another student to them, another competitor.

But as I walked away, I felt a sense of satisfaction. I had faced a strong opponent and come out on top. And while my journey was far from over, I knew that I was on the right path.

The UA Sports Festival had been a test, and I had passed with flying colors. Now it was time to focus on the future, to continue honing my skills and preparing for whatever challenges lay ahead.

With a final glance back at the arena, I made my way back to the locker rooms, ready to move forward and face whatever came next.

teachers pov

The UA Sports Festival was in full swing, and the excitement was palpable. From the vantage point of the teachers' observation room, the events unfolding in the arena were both thrilling and a testament to the students' hard work and potential.

Aizawa, also known as Eraser Head, leaned against the wall, his eyes sharp and focused. "That Mori kid is something else," he remarked, watching the replay of Izuku's fight with Tenya Iida.

Present Mic, seated nearby, nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah! He's got some serious skills. The way he analyzed Iida's moves and countered them was impressive. And so calm too!"

Midnight, watching with a thoughtful expression, added, "He's definitely a standout. But there's still that aura that hasn't released "

Cementoss, ever the quiet observer, spoke up, "Maybe it's just his way. But you can't deny his talent. He's worked hard to get here."

From the corner, All Might, now in his weakened form, watched the screens intently. He didn't speak much, but his eyes followed Izuku's . His thoughts were conflicted; he had abandoned his son many years ago it couldn't be him now.

"All Might, what do you think of Mori?" Midnight asked, turning her attention to the Number One Hero.

All Might straightened up, his usual jovial demeanor replaced with a rare seriousness. "He's impressive. His analytical mind and combat skills are top-notch. But the loneliness to him will need to go."

Aizawa nodded. "Talent like his can either lead to great things or isolation."

big 3 pov

"First match, Izuku Mori versus Tenya Iida," the announcer's voice echoed through the stadium.

Mirio Togata, with his ever-optimistic outlook, leaned forward in his seat. "This should be interesting. Iida's got speed and discipline, but Mori as we have seen there is something more to him."

Tamaki Amajiki, less enthusiastic but deeply observant, muttered, "He hasn't looked tired at all. It's unusual. Iida will push him to his limits, for sure."

Nejire Hado, always energetic and inquisitive, added, "do you too know what his quirk is. I mean he doesn't look like he has used his .Do you think we'll finally see what it is? It's so mysterious!"

As the match began, Iida immediately took the offensive, using his Engine Quirk to gain incredible speed and launch a series of rapid attacks at Izuku. The crowd watched in awe as Iida's movements blurred, a testament to his rigorous training and natural abilities.

Izuku, however, remained composed. He sidestepped Iida's attacks with precision, his movements economical and calculated. Each dodge was deliberate, showcasing his incredible reflexes and anticipation.

"He's reading Iida's movements perfectly," Mirio observed. "It's like he knows what Iida's going to do before he does it."

Tamaki nodded, his eyes narrowing. "It's more than just reflexes. He's predicting Iida's actions, almost like he's studied him extensively."

Nejire bounced slightly in her seat. "But why isn't he using his quirk? What's he hiding?"

The fight continued with Iida increasing his speed, his frustration growing as none of his attacks seemed to land. Izuku, in contrast, remained a picture of calm, his expression unchanging. He suddenly shifted his stance and launched a counterattack. Using Iida's momentum against him, Izuku performed a series of expertly executed martial arts moves, quickly bringing Iida to the ground and securing his victory.

The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, but the Big 3 remained focused, their expressions serious.

"That was impressive," Mirio said, his admiration clear. "He took down Iida without breaking a sweat and still no sign of his quirk."

Tamaki voiced his concerns, "It's like he's purposely hiding it. But why? What kind of quirk could he have that he'd go this far to keep it secret?"

Nejire, always the most enthusiastic of the trio, added, "Maybe it's really powerful and he doesn't want to hurt anyone. Or maybe... it's something else entirely."

As the match ended and Izuku walked off the field, his demeanor remained unchanged. He showed no sign of celebration or relief, only a continued focus and detachment that intrigued the Big 3 even more.

"We need to talk to him," Mirio decided. "Someone with that much skill and control... he could be a great ally, but we need to understand him better."

Nejire agreed, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Yes! We should find out more about him. Maybe he just needs someone to talk to, someone who can help him open up."

Tamaki, though more reserved, nodded in agreement. "It's worth a try. He's clearly talented, but there's more to being a hero than just strength and skill."