MHA: Sword God

"Brothers, hold on. Today, I will grind this little monster to death, now we have no choice but to use SR tactics."

Tetsuo looked at Ken after hearing his teammates' repeated confirmations.

His gaze revealed an unbelievable look.

He had been in the army for more than 30 years.

Today, he encountered a little monster that was so fierce and powerful, but he didn't want to give up.

He had countless thoughts in his mind and he tried to come up with countermeasures.

SR tactics.

This is a set of tactics developed by the army to deal with strong enemies.

In short, it is the cooperation of several soldiers with quirks to produce dozens of times more power through mutual cooperation and snipe the powerful enemy.

However, Tetsuo did not expect that he would have to use this set of tactics on a small child.

Even his other teammates showed bitterness, but he did not hesitate.

In just a few blinks of an eye, more than a dozen big men began to work seamlessly.

Their level of cooperation was unmatched.

"They're worthy of being soldiers. Their cooperation is really good."

Ken missed a hit, and a flash of wonder appeared in Ken's eyes, who flew back.

His swordsmanship was both fierce and gentle.

At the beginning of the battle, he was even more self-conscious.

He ruined his ears and disabled his hearing, so he had the upper hand against more than a dozen veterans.

However, with the crazy operation of "Super Healing", he gradually recovered his hearing in both ears, but he did not achieve the expected record.

He suddenly fell into a stalemate.

One by one, weird quirks began circulating in his heart.

[Loudspeaker....]

[Semi-metallic...]

[Eagle Eye...]

Ken couldn't help being a little dumbfounded, but this kind of battle was indeed an excellent trial to polish himself.

Thinking of this in his heart, Ken's sword got stronger and stronger.

The night was approaching, and the bright moonlight covered the back garden of the villa with a layer of silver gauze.

With a gentle breath, the air seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance of wine, which was distant and refreshing.

Unexpectedly, when the middle-aged man brought the housekeeper to the surrounding area of ​​Ken's villa once again, he had a strange face when he heard the husky and weak roars one after another.

"Brothers, hold on, hold on, he's going to lose."

"Captain don't shout, we are all fighting, except for the six that fell, the rest are desperately trying their best."

After turning around, the middle-aged man appeared beneath the shadow of a cherry blossom under the cover of the night.

Looking at the seven or eight shaky figures and Ken who seemed to be drunk, he sighed slightly, "Butler, ask the kitchen department to prepare some dishes and take them over."

Then he took a deep breath and smelled the light aroma of wine in the air, revealing a strange look.

He had long heard that Ken's quirk emitted the aroma of wine when used, but he didn't expect it to be this strong.

A faint smell of wine could be smelled from such a far place.

This showed that Ken's quirk had been used to a great extent.

He sighed helplessly, and added, "Prepare some more good wine. Bring a few jars of fine wines aged 50 or 60 years in the cellar."

"Okay, sir." The butler bowed slightly and stepped back.

"This is the most constrained battle I have ever fought."

Ken was drunk, his shirt and black slacks were already tattered, and he looked like a beggar.

He pointed his sword at the crowd, shouting in a loud voice.

"Are you stupefied?"

Tetsuo frowned, watching the vertical and horizontal wounds on his body.

They were not deep, but they were in some sensitive parts, such as the edge of the heart and the neck.

Fortunately, this kid had some sense. Even if he was dizzy because of his quirk, he still had a bottom line, otherwise Tetsuo would have run away long ago.

If not for both sides restraining themselves, this battle wouldn't have lasted seven or eight hours.

It is estimated that the battle would be over in an hour or two at most, and the ending would probably not be what he wanted.

This was also the reason why Tetsuo appreciated Ken more and more.

Ken had been able to exchange injuries for injuries many times.

So, he even allowed the battle to last longer to allow Ken to practice for a while more.

'You give us face, we also accept your favor!'

At this moment, the back garden of the villa was suddenly brightly lit, and the lights hidden by the bushes everywhere lit up, making the entire back garden as bright as in the day.

"Master has ordered you guys to stop. It's too late. Let's stop here tonight." The butler arrived from the corner and came to the battlefield, gesturing and exhorting.

At the same time, as his words fell, one servant after another walked across the battlefield.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of a dozen men in uniform, a long table suddenly appeared on the grass.

What is more surprising is that the long table was full of various dishes, and it was even steaming hot.