Uchiha Madara From My Hero Academia

As soon as Stain finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared in place, more than twice as fast as before!

However, in the eyes of Uchiha Madara, he is still in slow motion.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Under the dim light, the sword was flying, and the silver reflection was printed in the alleys of the street, making it dazzling.

In dozens of seconds, Stain swung hundreds of knives, each of which hit the blue skeleton surrounded by Vice Admiral Uchiha Madara.

But to Stain's surprise, he couldn't hurt Uchiha Madara at all, not even breaking Uchiha Madara's defense.

At this moment, Stain finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

His quirks are blood coagulation. As the name suggests, as long as he can get the blood of the opponent, he can coagulate the blood of the opponent, so as to seal the action of the opponent. As for the specific time, it depends on the blood type of the opponent.

But from the current situation, he can't even break the opponent's defense, and it's a fool's errand to want to get blood.

Stain has lived so long, and along the way, there are not many defenses he can't break, Uchiha Madara's is one.

"Is it enough?" Seeing that Stain stopped and didn't mean to attack any more, Wei Heng finally said, "Is it my turn?"

"Damn it..." Not far behind Uchiha Madara, Death Fist was still trying to move his body, but it was still in vain.

He admitted that Uchiha Madara's Quirks are very powerful, but no matter how powerful the Quirks are, without systematic training or combat experience, their combat effectiveness is still infinitely close to zero.

"I said, you should go and find a professional Hero(es)!!!" The words of Death's Red Fist were almost shouted, but Uchiha Madara acted as if he hadn't heard it, and still walked forward on his own. .

The Red Fist of Death was about to collapse.

...

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

"Hehe, boy, I admit that your Quirks are very strong, but if you want to become Hero(es), you are still a little tender." Stain's eyes were bloodshot, "Because, you don't have the consciousness to be Hero(es) at all. !"

"Who said I was going to be a Hero(es)?" Uchiha Madara put his hands in his trouser pockets, his eyes even more scarlet in the moonlight.

"What do you mean?" Stain frowned slightly.

"Literally." Uchiha Madara turned slightly sideways and glanced at Death's Red Fist, "I just find him more pleasing to the eye, so I'll just take care of my business."

"You!!!" Hearing this, Stain gritted his teeth and clenched the sword in his hand, "I originally planned to abolish you today, but now it seems that I must take your life today!"

What Uchiha Madara said just now has been hitting Stain's brain, because Stain understands Hero(es) better than the average person, and what he hates most is Hero(es) who specializes in making trouble.

Not to mention that in Stain's eyes, Uchiha Madara is not even a 'Hero(es)', and the single charge of making trouble is enough for Stain to kill him.

"Whoosh!"

Stain's figure kept bouncing back and forth on the buildings on both sides of the alley, forming black afterimages that were hard to see with the naked eye, disturbing Uchiha Madara's vision.

However, in Uchiha Madara's eyes, Stain's actions are simply ridiculous.

Because, in the state of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, Uchiha Madara sees everything.

"Whoosh!"

The blue skeleton on Uchiha Madara melted at once, and his figure instantly appeared beside Stain, grabbed Stain's collar with his right hand, and threw him out.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Stain's back came into intimate contact with the brown wall. This sound, just listening to it, made people feel chills in the back.

Stain stood up with difficulty and looked at Uchiha Madara in shock, "Cough, how is this possible?!!"

How old is he? 15 years old? Even if you train every day, physical skills can't be so strong!

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

"Could it be the composite Quirks?" Stain's eyes were erratic, and he kept guessing in his mind.

Ahead, the blue skeleton that originally wrapped Uchiha Madara reappeared, like a flame, especially conspicuous in the darkness.

With every step he took, the pressure on Stain increased.

Just when Uchiha Madara was only about ten steps away from Stain, he stopped and looked Stain in the eyes.

Opposite Uchiha Madara, Stain is also ready to fight, ready to swing his dagger.

Right in front of Stain, the figure of Uchiha Madara disappeared again, without even giving him time to react, Uchiha Madara reappeared in front of him, and was only one step away from him.

"I won't kill you today." Uchiha Madara said blankly, "It's just that I have to take the Red Fist of Death."

As soon as the words fell, Uchiha Madara didn't give Stain time to answer, and punched directly on the wall on the right.

"boom!!!"

Uchiha Madara punched down, bringing a strong wind, the wall collapsed, shattered into countless rubble, scattered on the ground.

Stain's pupils shrank suddenly, and he knew in his heart that such power was not something he could handle now.

"Are you okay?"

"You dare!" Even though he knew that he might not be the opponent's opponent, Stain was still ready to fight to the end. It had nothing to do with strength or other factors, it was his principle.

"invalid objection."

Stain only felt a black shadow flickering in front of him, and Uchiha Madara had come to the side of the Red Fist of Death.

Uchiha Madara stood in front of the Red Fist of Death, turned slightly sideways, and a pair of scarlet Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan stared straight at Stain.

"Remember my name, Uchiha... Madara!"*