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Chapter 1: A Soon-to-Be High Schooler, Fighting in an Underground Ring?
"Go!"
"Go on, knock him down!"
"Beat down that blond-haired kid!"
In an underground black boxing ring in Chiba Prefecture, the raucous noise and intense music caused the thrill-seeking audience to roar themselves hoarse.
These people had various identities. Some were prominent figures and dignitaries rarely seen in public, while others were small-time gangsters from the bottom of society.
No matter how they disguised themselves in their daily lives, upon arriving at this place where they could wantonly vent their inner violence, they all lost their usual rationality.
A salaryman in a suit, clutching a betting slip, stared nervously at the two fighters inside the iron cage.
"Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus, tear him apart!"
"Tear him apart, he's just a brat!"
"Just like always, rip that secretive blond kid to shreds!"
The man called "Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus" was a bald, sturdy man nearly two meters tall. His upper body was bare, and the hard muscles on his two arms were larger than an average person's head.
His opponent, however, looked like a child in comparison.
He had blond hair, was about 1.7 meters tall, and did not have a strong build. He wore a Shinigami mask.
"No-Cry Death God, beat him!"
"I put all my money on you!"
"You can definitely do it!"
The size difference between the two was so great, so why would anyone still take the risk and bet on the "No-Cry Death God" to win?
Naturally, it was because the "No-Cry Death God" had an undefeated record.
Although the "No-Cry Death God" had only been at this underground black boxing ring for a month, not a single opponent he had faced could defeat him.
From the beginning, the "No-Cry Death God's" opponents were anonymous fighters like himself, just there to earn extra cash.
But later on, he came once every three days, fought one match, and left.
He defeated many of this ring's famous experts. From then on, no one underestimated him.
His odds had also dropped from the initial 1-to-10 to the current 1-to-1!
But today, the opponent he faced was a man who had an 85% win rate over 300 matches since his debut.
Moreover, his opponent was not like the "No-Cry Death God." His opponents, from the very beginning, were desperate men just like him.
The even more surprising thing was that he could survive even after being defeated by those desperados.
One must know, in this underground black boxing ring, apart from the prohibition on using external objects, killing was permitted!
"Heh, No-Cry Death God. What a grand title. Today, let me see if you, the Death God, will actually cry!"
"Oh, good. I'd also like to see if the 'Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus' truly has iron arms!"
The "No-Cry Death God" was Kamiba Yuma. Of course, he used an alias here: Cloud.
That's right. Since his nickname was already "No-Cry Death God," he might as well use the name Cloud.
Kamiba Yuma was a transmigrator. Let's not get into the reason for his transmigration. Could he really say he died because he couldn't handle the thrill of a rollercoaster?
Yes, he died just that unceremoniously.
And he had been reincarnated into this world for fifteen years. Correct, he was just a soon-to-be high schooler who hadn't even enrolled yet.
Here, his parents were both deceased, he had a house but no sister.
He actually really wanted a cute little sister. Wouldn't that make him a protagonist template?
But even without a sister, he had a system.
It just seemed this system had no artificial intelligence. He had to figure everything out himself.
When he was ten, the system gave him three types of power, though he had only activated two so far.
Shinigami Power, and Quincy Power!
And these two powers happened to be from that anime he watched before he transmigrated, Bleach.
Shinigami, Quincy, and Hollow!
"No one has stood in the heavens from the beginning, neither you, nor I, not even God. But the vacancy on heaven's throne is ending. From now on, I will stand at the top."
After obtaining this power, he would occasionally get chuunibyou and spout Aizen's pretentious lines.
Although he hadn't discovered any Hollows in this world for the time being, according to the usual tropes, they would definitely appear.
Therefore, he had been training himself all along.
The Shinigami's Zan (swordsmanship), Ken (hand-to-hand combat), Kido (demon arts, i.e., spells), and Ho (Flash Step).
The Quincy's ability to control spirit particles, as well as the most basic Quincy attack method: using spirit particles to condense and shoot arrows.
He had no one to teach him and could only learn by himself. But fortunately, although the system wasn't AI, it provided him with all the basic training methods.
Almost every night, he would spend time practicing in the System Space.
In the System Space, he mainly practiced Kido, Shunpo, and the Quincy's spirit particle control.
Swordsmanship, hand-to-hand combat, and archery could be practiced during the day.
Besides, schools here in Chiba had similar clubs.
Although it was a bit strange for one person to join three clubs, no one would say anything.
Now, to train his practical combat skills, Kamiba Yuma had found this underground black boxing ring to train.
From his initial caution to his current composure, Kamiba Yuma had grown very quickly.
Of course, this was also based on his own formidable strength.
This body of his seemed to be a natural-born martial arts genius.
He had vigorous energy, extremely strong recovery, and a fast learning speed, completely unlike a normal human.
That was why he dared to fight in the black boxing ring at the age of fifteen.
And he was undefeated, though he had only been fighting for a month.
But this was already enough to make him no longer panic when facing a battle.
...
Back to the fight.
"I've long heard the 'No-Cry Death God' was just a kid. I didn't expect it to be true!"
"Don't worry, uncle won't kill you!"
"Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus" smiled cruelly. Although he wouldn't deal a lethal blow, a disability was inevitable!
"Don't make bold claims so easily. That only reveals your weakness."
"If you want to do something, then prove it with your actions."
Kamiba Yuma hooked his middle finger at him.
"What a sharp-tongued brat!"
Although Kamiba Yuma hadn't said any curse words, the mockery in his tone made "Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus" wish he could tear Yuma to pieces!
"Ah!"
The mountain-like form of "Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus" rushed toward Kamiba Yuma.
His build was massive, and his stance was very stable.
His hands were his greatest weapons!
"Nice!"
Although Kamiba Yuma looked like he wasn't taking "Iron Arm Tyrannosaurus" seriously, beneath the mask, his expression was extremely focused!
He wasn't arrogant enough to think he was invincible. After all, he hadn't yet transcended the bounds of a mortal body.