Three Thousand Worlds

Yuto held his sword and smiled.

Across the ring, Shoto Todoroki had completely released his power.

Fire spread from his left side. Ice gathered beneath his right hand. Heat painted one side of the stadium red, while cold mist covered the other.

Todoroki stared at Yuto. "How can you still smile in this situation? Are you crazy?" Yuto's smile only grew.

He had wanted this. He had not forced Todoroki to use his fire just to win an easy match. Beating a boy who refused half of his own power would mean nothing.

Now Todoroki had broken through that wall.

A roar shook the arena.

Todoroki thrust his left fist forward, and a wave of flame surged out like a volcanic eruption. At the same time, his right hand pressed against the ground.

Ice exploded upward like an avalanche.

Fire and ice advanced together, red and white, covering the field as they rushed toward Yuto.

The stands trembled under the pressure.

Present Mic shouted, "Unbelievable! Todoroki has released both sides of his Quirk at full force! Fire like a volcanic eruption, ice like an avalanche! Can Yuto stop this?"

Aizawa's eyes narrowed. "Before this, Todoroki had been suppressing his fire and was still strong. Now that he is using everything, the scale is completely different." The crowd stared.

"Half the field is burning, and the other half is freezing!"

"Is that the full power of Endeavor's son?"

"Can Yuto really block something like that?"

In Class 1-A's seats, Midoriya's hand trembled over his notebook. "Todoroki's Quirk really is incredible. Range, terrain control, temperature shift... all at once."

Bakugo clicked his tongue. "Half-and-Half finally got serious. Don't you dare lose, Yuto."

Ochaco and Momo watched without blinking.

"Yuu-kun," Ochaco whispered.

In the reserved seats, Endeavor leaned forward, flames rising from his shoulders.

"Go, Shoto! Show them the power I gave you!"

All Might said nothing. His eyes stayed on Yuto.

The combined attack was almost on top of him. Yuto drew another blade. Then another. Wado Ichimonji.

Sandai Kitetsu. Shusui.

For the first time in front of the world, Yuto took the stance of Three Sword Style.

One blade in each hand.

One blade between his teeth. The audience went silent.

Three swords?

Was that really possible?

Yuto's blades began to move. The two in his hands spun like windmill blades, gathering a fierce current around him.

The force of the Gura Gura no Mi settled into the motion, turning the sword technique into something that could shatter more than steel.

Wind screamed through the arena. The fire bent.

The ice cracked. Yuto spoke around the blade between his teeth, his voice low and steady.

"Three Sword Style Secret Technique."

The air fractured.

"Three Thousand Worlds."

He vanished into a white flash.

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