MHA: Sword God

After a long time, Ken, who had returned home, hurriedly came to the swordsmanship hall, and started the repeated boring practice again.

For him, the assessment of UA was just a small episode.

If it weren't for his uncle's hope, he would hardly bother to think about UA.

Strength: D-level (Several months of hard training, combined with your tenacious will, and quirk Super Healing, has allowed you to achieve progress that ordinary people can't match in such a short time.)

Speed: C-level (The ligaments of your legs have been shattered time and recombined time and time again. The repeated hellish pain has made your speed exceed the bottleneck.)

Feeling the analysis of the smart chip in his mind, Ken nodded slightly, holding a sword in both hands.

His strength and speed had indeed improved compared to before.

He slashed horizontally.

With a scream, the wooden figure in front of him was slashed into two parts in an instant.

Looking carefully, the split surface was as smooth as a mirror.

This was a cut that was difficult for him to perform before, especially during the U.A entry test.

Ken's procees of killing robot became smoother and smoother.

Even when he was running, there was a feeling that the wind was side by side with him.

At that time, he felt that he had broken through the bottleneck of speed, but he didn't expect it to be rated as C-level.

This not only means a qualitative change in strength, but it also means that Ken can now do a lot of things that he wanted to do but dared not do.

Strength is the confidence of various powerhouses to walk freely in the world.

Looking at the many wooden puppet still standing in front, Ken suddenly released countless sword lights.

They were like a rippling lake, completely covering the entire swordsmanship hall.

After a long while, several servants watched the countless puppets that had turned into scraps of sawdust.

They all were speechless, and glanced at Ken's leaving back, revealing a shocked look.

"Young Master has gotten stronger."

The center of the city was lined with tall buildings and the streets were full of traffic.

The crowds were like tides, and the neon dazzling lights caused the whole atmosphere to be both like an illusion and reality.

And behind this bustle, on top of the tall buildings rising from the ground, two figures were moving around at a terrifying speed.

"Why are you following me? Number seven." The figure in front suddenly paused on the roof of a tall building.

She looked at the figure shrouded in black robe behind her, and said coldly.

"I missed you." Lowering his voice, Ken teased the girl who was wearing black tights that revealed her bumpy figure.

Looking at the girl's cute cat ears and the long tail that was swaying behind, Ken had a different kind of excitement.

No wonder everyone said that the No. 4 catgirl was beautiful and seductive.

This exotic style was really unique and caused him to be in a different mood.

"I don't owe you anymore." The catgirl frowned slightly.

"Of course, last time at All Might, you saved me. I will never deny it. I strengthened the quirk's favor for you and wiped it out."

Ken said faintly, and then changed the conversation, "I'm looking for you because of a fun things. Are you interested in being together..."

Before Ken finished speaking, the catgirl suddenly interrupted him.

She then looked at Ken's gaze, revealing a hint of disgust, and said coldly, "I just want to become stronger. I don't have time to work with you people."

In an unexpected manner, Ken, who was enveloped in the black robe, licked his lips.

But suddenly, Ken's expression condensed, and he said in a deep voice, "You mean? Has anyone else looked for you?"

"The better the strength, the bigger the circle. At this time, I have discovered that there are all kinds of filth behind this bustling city, such as you, and that league of villains."

The catgirl sighed, and then did not give Ken the opportunity to continue speaking.

She suddenly transformed into a black cat, turned into a gloomy light, and shot towards the distance.

Looking at the distant light, Ken did not give chase.

With his current C-level speed evaluation, he was still unable to catch the catgirl.

However, thinking of the "league of villains" that the catgirl said, Ken's heart sank.

Has this organization emerged so soon?

Standing on the high rooftop, the cold wind swept across like a sword, but Ken's thoughts spread out like dandelion seeds, spreading to the entire city.

"It's time to start!"