Since coming to this world and gaining his vampire bloodline, Kyle had gone from fighting one weakling to another.
Maybe to others, they would have put up a fight, but to him they were just a little above trash.
But today was different, this wasn't some random character that had a chainsaw for a head, or a knife-throwing maniac.
This was the real deal, a villain who took on the full load of Deku's quirk with ease.
'Deku had to go above and beyond for this one…'
Kyle's bloodline had not advanced so he was nowhere near his peak strength and yet…
"Cyno, evacuate the area and make sure no hero interrupts this fight."
He knew that the moment their clash began—the entire area would be wrecked beyond recognition. There was no way a hero or two would not notice.
Cyno nodded and blended into the darkness, leaving the two of them alone.
Muscular's face darkened as he cracked his neck. "You really think you can handle me alone? You overconfident little shit!"
Kyle pulled back his hoodie, his golden mask reflecting the light.
In just two days' time, he would be fighting an All Might-grade Nomu and possibly clash with All Might himself.
If he could not take Muscular, then he might as well sit out that fight.
"If you're done talking rubbish, it's about time we began," he said, his voice as smooth as silk.
Muscular smirked, his muscles bubbling like a spring on the verge of exploding—and then he disappeared.
Whoosh!
Muscular appeared right in front of him a second later, his gigantic body towering over him like a Titan.
'He's fast!'
Bang!
Wood splinters shot into the air as his fist crashed into the spot Kyle had been, causing the room to shudder.
Kyle was already at his back, his feet cutting through the air. But before he could land a solid kick, Muscular spun, catching him by surprise.
He tried to grab Kyle's leg, but Kyle managed to evade in time, pushing his leg back and doing a flip right above Muscular.
Immediately his feet landed, he twisted his body. A gigantic muscular fist cut right past his head, the resulting wind sending his hair in a spiral.
In one fluid motion, he adjusted his footing, turning around just in time to meet Muscular's blow with a punch of his own.
Booom!
An invisible shockwave cut across the room as the two fighters collided, each one showcasing a frightening degree of strength.
Kyle felt every single bone in him quake as the force coursed through his body, rattling his spine.
Muscular smiled, a crazed look on his face as he watched Kyle.
Their fists were moving so fast that the average person would only see the afterimages, each blow sending ripples across the space.
"What's wrong, kid? Don't tell me this is all you've got!?" he sneered.
Muscular's quirk allowed him to tank every single blow Kyle would throw at him, but as for Kyle? Every single punch was like getting hit by a steamroller.
His smaller body made sure that the force spread everywhere. He could even feel his third leg tingling in protest.
Yes… the vibrations reached there as well.
The barrage of blows stopped for a second, and then Muscular's muscles expanded, becoming even larger and more powerful than before.
The next punch that came was far faster than anything Kyle had ever seen and bore enough force to rip into a mountain.
Muscular's fist reflected in Kyle's crimson eyes as the blow charged right at his face.
He twisted his head—
But he was too slow.
"DIEEE!" Muscular screamed in glee.
Bang!
The fist ripped right through Kyle's cheek, a wave of fresh crimson blood cascading down the cut. He was dazed, but it lasted less than a second.
He gritted his teeth and grabbed onto the arm. Muscular's eyes widened in shock as he twisted around his body like a serpent, jumping right above him.
And then he brought his heel down on the back of his head like a sledgehammer.
Crack!
Muscular was sent down to his knees, spittle bursting from his mouth as his body caved.
His muscles could do little to defend against the raw power Kyle had poured into the kick. He fell face-first to the messy floor, heaving a breath.
But Kyle was not foolish enough to think that was enough to bring him down. He lunged forward, raising his feet once more to knock him out when—
'Damn it!' Kyle immediately jumped back, trying to get as far away from him as possible, but Muscular was faster.
His muscles spun around his body like a storm of flesh, reforming around his entire frame. His biceps had long swollen past human levels, but now? They were even bigger.
His triceps were like the size of barrels and his chest expanded like a balloon, full of unhinged strength.
"Come on!" he licked his lips. "Let's play a little longer!!!!"
He slammed both hands into the floor, creating an explosion that shattered the room.
Kyle had already jumped back, but the force of the explosion met him, sending him right out of the building.
He hadn't even landed when Muscular appeared out of the debris, racing towards him like a man possessed.
He lifted both arms to block, but when the fist met him, it cut through his defenses like it was paper.
His arms parted and the blow dug deep into his gut, sending blood gushing out of his mouth.
Booom!
Kyle's body crashed right into another building, breaking wall upon wall until he settled in the debris, the building crumbling atop him.
Muscular let out a steamy breath, the smoke and dust settling around him.
He cracked his neck and placed his hand on it, bringing back blood.
"That punk was something."
It was the first time he had fought anyone capable of lasting so long against him in a fist fight.
'Too bad, he's dead now.'
Muscular stared at the debris for a few minutes and breathed out a sigh. "Damn, I love kids. I would have loved to play a little longer."
He turned around, about to leave when he heard a rustle from behind him.
"Impossible!"
Boom!
He immediately turned, smiling from ear to ear when the rubble exploded. A wave of red matter cut through the concrete and tiny bits of stone were sent flying past him.
Spider-like limbs tore out of the earth like an image from a grotesque nightmare and then it pulled out a figure from the mess of blood and stone.
It was Kyle.
His body was red from bruises, and he was bleeding profusely, but every single ounce of that blood was combining with the bloody limbs around him.
Then limbs coalesced, forming around his head until they formed a hollow of blood, glowing with ethereal crimson light.
Kyle smiled, blood dripping from the side of his lips as he watched Muscular with his cold crimson eyes. "Come, I'll make you my bitch."