Bang!
At the center of the gym, Aida Riko stood before the table she'd ordered her team to carry over.
Nebuya Eikichi was the first to strike.
The instant his palm gripped Murasakibara Atsushi's, he squeezed hard, his face full of fighting spirit
but Murasakibara's expression shifted ever so slightly.
And then
Nebuya's eyes widened.
What the hell?!
The hand he was holding felt like a solid steel plate—completely immovable!
Before he could react, Murasakibara's strength surged back through his grip like a hydraulic press. Nebuya's wrist trembled under the crushing pressure; his hand refused to budge even an inch.
"...!"
What's with this kid's power?!
Riko hadn't even blown the whistle yet, but the clash had already begun. Both players' muscles tensed, the table creaked under the pressure, and everyone from Teiko's side stared at the unbelievable sight
Murasakibara's sharp, determined gaze.
So unlike his usual lazy self—his eyes burned with raw battle intent.
"Muscle gorilla," he muttered, voice low and playful.
"I'm gonna crush you."
BEEP!
The whistle blew
And then
BOOM!
A collision of pure, explosive strength!
Nebuya's muscles bulged like sculpted steel, but the next instant, Murasakibara's power erupted like an engine on full throttle—unstoppable, grinding Nebuya's wrist backward inch by inch!
This guy...
He's already reached this level?!
It shouldn't be possible.
From arm length alone, Nebuya should have had the advantage in leverage. Even with equal strength, he should've been winning.
And yet
BANG!
Nebuya lowered his gaze, planting his free hand on the edge of the table for leverage. The instant his power spiked, Murasakibara's advance suddenly halted.
"!?"
Murasakibara blinked.
So the gorilla's got some bite, huh?
"Fine then," he smirked.
"Let's see how long you last."
With that, Murasakibara shifted his body slightly sideways and rose from his chair.
His right leg stomped down
BOOM!
His leg muscles coiled, and a terrifying surge of power exploded through his entire frame.
The next moment
Everyone watching could feel the gust of air whip across the court from his movement.
Shigure Akihito whistled.
"Damn…"
"An arm-wrestling version of the Hammer of Destruction, huh?"
The pressure alone was insane—far more than before.
Murasakibara's right arm tensed, his shoulders twisting like the eye of a hurricane, forcing Nebuya's arm sideways with monstrous strength.
Kiyoshi Teppei, watching nearby, was dumbfounded.
Was there even any point in him joining after this?
He could handle the first exchange of power earlier—but this second burst?
He'd already be done for.
Meanwhile
Rakuzan's players stood frozen.
They hadn't expected anyone—especially a middle schooler—to push Nebuya this far. His face was already flushed red, veins popping visibly through his skin.
That black-haired beast was being overpowered.
By a kid.
And before they could even process that thought
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Nebuya, his wrist trembling under the pressure, cracked the table's edge with his free hand, shouting as he stood up from his chair too!
CRACK—CRACK—CRACK!
Bit by bit, he began to push back!
"He's—he's still got more power left in him?! Nebuya, that monster—just how much can he grow?!"
"Is it just me, or did his arms get even thicker?!"
"Go! You can do it!!"
"Just a little more!"
Not far away, Hagioka Kasayuki watched closely.
Back in Shigure's second year at Teiko, he'd personally seen Murasakibara play live once.
Back then, Murasakibara had relied on Shigure's passes, combining raw strength with awkward footwork that slowly grew into precision—and that had been enough to crush Nebuya.
But now
Hagioka could tell.
This wasn't even Murasakibara's full strength yet.
With his absurd height, freakish reach, and terrifying leg power… combined with his matured control over his frame…
"This Teiko generation…" he murmured, exhaling.
"...is truly blessed."
Shigure, nearby, grinned.
"Heh~ Told you, senpai."
"There are still plenty of ridiculous ones among us."
Indeed
During the Shigure–Nijimura era, Murasakibara didn't need to hold back. Back then, he didn't have the luxury of worrying about "not hurting people."
But after those seniors graduated, and his power skyrocketed unchecked for nearly a year, his subconscious gentleness still made him restrain himself
up until now.
And as Hagioka analyzed every motion, he realized
Murasakibara had finally stopped holding back.
BOOM!
In front of everyone's shocked eyes, Nebuya's arm, which had just started to turn the tide, suddenly froze mid-air
His wrist locked in place.
Following the movement up his arm, they saw Murasakibara's other hand now pressing down firmly on the corner of the table!
He leaned forward
Teeth clenched
Eyes flaring red
Blood surging through his veins
And unleashed an explosive force that blasted through his entire body!
The next second, everyone's jaws dropped
The struggle that had looked evenly matched just moments ago
was crushed.
Nebuya's wrist was slammed backward
Faster!
And faster!
Murasakibara leaned in even further, hair whipping wildly with the force of motion.
Nebuya lost control
Before anyone could blink, his wrist bent unnaturally against the force—then, like a chain reaction, his entire body was driven backward!
BANG!
His hand hit the table
And then
BOOM!
A deafening thud echoed through the gym!
Nebuya Eikichi, eyes wide with disbelief, was blown off balance, Murasakibara's final surge of strength smashing through the table itself.
The shockwave hurled Nebuya backward—he landed flat on his butt with a resounding THUD!
And just like that
The unbelievable happened.
For a few seconds, the entire gym was dead silent.
Not a single sound.
No one could even breathe.
The mighty Nebuya Eikichi
flattened by Murasakibara Atsushi in a single, terrifying clash.
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