Uchiha Madara From My Hero Academia

Half an hour later, Uchiha Madara and Bakugo Katsuki arrived in the middle of the field on time.

The sun has begun to tilt westward, but the temperature at this moment has not dropped at all.

"Okay, the first game is about to start!" Midnight stood in the middle of the field and put his hands on his hips, "Are you all ready?"

"Ah." Bakugo Katsuki nodded slightly and took a deep breath, "Uchiha, I hope you don't disappoint me."

"Don't worry." Uchiha Madara also nodded slightly, "I will let you know the gap between you and me."

"This sentence, I will return it to you intact!"

"Let's take your place." Noon Yoruichi stepped back from the field, raised his right hand high, and after confirming that both of them were ready, he put it down abruptly.

"start!"

...

"Who do you think will win?" Above the stand, Present. Mic stared intently at the two young figures below.

"Uchiha Madara." Aizawa Shouta, who was sitting beside him, blurted out, barely thinking.

"You have so much confidence in him?"

"Don't you?" Aizawa Shouta asked Present. Mic slantingly.

"Indeed." The smile on Present. Mic's mouth gradually disappeared, "You and I both know in my heart that he is quite dangerous."

"……kindness."

...

"Whoosh!"

The moment Midnight's voice fell, the figure of Uchiha Madara disappeared instantly.

Before Bakugo Katsuki could even lift his hand, he was kicked away by Uchiha Madara.

"What..." Under the severe pain, Bakugo Katsuki, who was still flying in mid-air, barely opened one eye, trying to understand the current situation.

However, Bakugo Katsuki only felt a flower before his eyes, and Uchiha Madara's face was infinitely enlarged before his eyes.

"Bang!"

He didn't even have time to fight back and was kicked out again by Uchiha Madara.

-----Various requests-----

"Cough cough..." Bakugo Katsuki fell to the edge of the field in embarrassment, got up with difficulty, and hunched over his stomach.

"You..." Bakugo Katsuki stared at Uchiha Madara, who could have just knocked himself out of the field.

Is this looking down on yourself?

"Bakugo-kun, let's have some fun." Uchiha Madara's mouth curled slightly, and he stretched out a finger, "I didn't even use a single bit of strength."

"You..." Bakugo Katsuki started to see sparks from his hands, "Pinkeye, don't take yourself too seriously!"

Bakugo Katsuki exerted strength under his feet, but he never thought that he had just taken a step, and the figure of Uchiha Madara disappeared again.

Bakugo Katsuki's pupils shrank suddenly, looking around for Uchiha Madara's figure, but it was still in vain.

"Whoosh!"

A strong wind blew, and the figure of Uchiha Madara suddenly appeared behind Bakugo Katsuki.

At the same time, his hands quickly formed the seal, and the speed of the seal was many times faster than when dealing with the imaginary enemy before.

Even the spectators watching the battle could only see afterimages that were difficult to see with the naked eye by using the method of video recording.

[Si-wei-shen-hai-wu-yin]

Uchiha Madara gathered the Chakra behind his throat and exhaled in one breath, the flames condensed and formed a huge fireball.

"Fire Style, Great Fireball Technique!"

"boom!!!"

The fireball has an extremely wide range, directly covering the entire playing field.

There was a burst of amazement from the audience.

Although they had seen the sight of Uchiha Madara breathing fire with the help of the screen before, the actual feeling of seeing it was completely different.

"Hey!!!" Seeing the fireball getting closer and closer, a drop of cold sweat dripped from Bakugo Katsuki's forehead.

Did something go wrong? ! !

Is this guy a monster? ! !

Too fast! ! !

He doesn't even have a chance to fight back, okay? ! !

-----Various requests-----

"Rush over? No way!"

"Above? High temperature, wide range, unrealistic!"

"Can't I just admit defeat?" The high temperature in front of him forced Bakugo Katsuki to step back.

After experiencing countless struggles in his heart, Bakugo Katsuki took a deep breath, used his feet hard, and jumped out of the field.

"boom!!!"

The flames swept across the arena, and the Cement Division outside the edge line was directly overturned by the heat wave.

Because of this fireball, the temperature of the entire stadium continued to rise, and many people in the audience had their clothes soaked with sweat.

With all the previous lessons, Midnight was so frightened that he hid in the passage, and didn't dare to come out until the flames went out.

"Bakugo Katsuki, off the field, the winner, Uchiha Madara!" Midnight breathed a long sigh of relief, looking at Uchiha Madara like a monster.

The power of his flame...

Is it that strong?

The corners of Uchiha Madara's mouth rose slightly, and he walked slowly to Bakugo Katsuki's side, his eyes instantly turning scarlet.

"Bakugo-kun, see clearly, I don't even use my 'Quirks'."

Bakugo Katsuki clenched his fists with both hands, and he was powerless to refute Uchiha Madara's words.

It is true that this game, Uchiha Madara, does not use Quirks.

and many more!

There seems to be something wrong.

Bakugo Katsuki's pupils contracted slightly.

Uchiha Madara not using Quirks?

Then why does he breathe fire?

"Hey, you..." Bakugo Katsuki was about to say something when he realized that Uchiha Madara had walked into the distance.

"Che, what is the strongest Hero(es)." Looking at Uchiha Madara's back, Bakugo Katsuki's fists tightened.

This game is a complete crush!

The strongest Hero(es) is like a distant dream for him, and it is still far away.

After watching his battle with Izuku Midori, Bakugo Katsuki thought he would be sure, but he didn't expect...

"Damn pink eye, one day, I will surpass you and become the strongest Hero(es)!"*