Exchange Event Final; 3 on 1

Flashback.....

" Oi Madara, how do you think this event is going to go?" Kurama walked to Madara few minutes before the event itself began and asked.

" Well the truth is, you guys are going to lose pretty badly. The other team, they came prepared, really prepared." Madara spoke without looking at Kurama, his pupils flashing green before he spoke.

Kurama heard what Madara said word for word. He knew Madara was talking about the three of them and not himself included.

" It's that bad huh." Kurama sat beside Madara and sighed.

" You just need to be wary of that Urahara fellow, and that Jin guy felt off too" Madara spoke after deep thought.

" Sigh I know, I have a really bad feeling about the both of them." Kurama sighed, his instincts were constantly screaming at him to stay away from those two.

" Can you take all four of them on in a fight?" He asked as he looked at Madara seriously. " It might be a bit stressful, but I can." Madara spoke, his expression alternating between indifference and a small smile.

" Then when things get tough, I'll leave it to you then." Kurama smiled.

He knew at this point, the only thing they could do was do their best.

" Sure." Madara nodded. " Why don't you become the leader then?" Kurama asked with a smile.....

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" I guess it's plan A then?" Madara thought as he stared at his opponent indifferently with both hands in the pocket of his jacket as his opponent knelt in front of him embarrassingly.

" You've lost. Any last words?" Madara stared at him with his green pupils which caused shivers down Mishima's spine.

" I've lost? The fight has not yet began. When those two get here, then the real fight begins."

Mishima opened his mouth and let out a growl. Honestly he didn't think Madara would be so strong and thought he could take him on his own.

" Die then." Madara raised his head and stared at him, before countless golden black huge chains burst out of his back like tentacles, rushing towards Mishima.

However just as the huge chains were going to reach him, a huge projectile accompanied by sonic waves smashed into Madara, creating a loud boom in the forest.

" I thought you bastards were never going to come!" Mishima looked in front of him and saw two figures, one sitting on a huge bear like cursed spirit, the other in a transformed devil state.

" We honestly thought he had finished you off already." The youth with long dark hair wearing a kimino looking black robe, Urahara sneered at his opponent.

" He was just about to actually." Mishima spoke as he stood up and wiped the bloodstains on his lips.

" What are his abilities so far?" Urahara asked as he looked at his teammate seriously.

" He hasn't really shown his cursed technique so far, just abnormal strength, speed, and nigh godly reflexes." Mishima spoke as he sighed.

" Not bad at all." Urahara smiled and nodded. Maybe finally he could meet an opponent who could excite him.

" Also he can use Black Flash." Madara spoke which caused Urahara to raise an eyebrow, while Jin who was usually silent frowned.

They all knew how troublesome the Black Flash technique was and how difficult it was to defend against it.

" I was wondering when you'll show up." Suddenly, they heard a calm, deep and apathetic voice behind them, as they all turned around to see Madara still standing at the same position he was standing previously, with both hands still in his pockets.

" You knew we were coming?" Urahara sneered and looked at Madara who slowly walked and sat on a rock nearby.

" Of course. Not many things can escape my eyes." Madara spoke as his dark pupils immediately turned green.

" You must be Urahara. Mmmm nice to finally meet you, I guess. " Madara looked at Urahara and nodded in appreciation.

" You know me?" Urahara looked back at him, his voice tinged with a bit of seriousness compared to before.

" I do. You're going to die today." Madara spoke apathetically and calm, it felt eery, like a God pronouncing the death of some puny mortal.

" Jin! Kill him!" Urahara's face twisted into a scowl, as he murmured to Jin.

" Let's see you talk big after this!!" Urahara spoke with a growl as Jin immediately shot forward, at an extremely fast speed, a speed comparable to Ichigo using his first form, Thunderclap and Flash.

" Aaarrghhhh!!!" With a loud cry, Jin's fist immediately smashed towards Madara, accompanied by massive amounts of cursed energy.

" Too slow." Just as Jin was about to smash his huge fist into Madara, they heard Madara's calm and deep voice, which sent shivers down their spine.

Immediately, Madara moved. His speed, unsusceptible to the naked eye. Mishima was unable to notice, but Urahara however did notice, however he only saw a blur of light.

" Boom!!!!" A loud boom resounded which caused a massive amount of shock and earth quakes all over the forest. An instant later, they saw Jin's body get blasted into a bloody fog, accompanied by a burst of red and black lightning.

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"Mmmmmm?" Principal Gakuganji Immediately lifted an eyebrow, as shock was evident in his eyes.

" That's how it's done." Yuki and Ieri smiled and gleefully. Satoru and Suguru however exchanged gazes. A gaze they only gave each other when they met a being who was on equal strength or stronger than both of them.

" That punch was close to a full powered punch from me. It seems I have to up my game, else the position of the strongest wouldn't be mine to keep anymore." Satoru thought as he turned his head back to the screen.

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A huge part of the forest was destroyed from that single attack from Madara.

" What the hell?" Mishima and Urahara both looked on. " He killed him with a single punch?" Fear began to manifest in Urahara's eyes, as he looked on. He knew how strong Jin was. Someone who was able to defeat two first Grade students with ease wasn't weak.

Yet, Madara only needed a single punch.

When the dust cleared, Madara looked on at both of them without a change in expression. Urahara could feel the threat of death looming over him, as he immediately urged his cursed spirit to run.

Mishima wasn't idle either, blood spurted out from blood bags tied in his robes and formed a round platform which he could control with his cursed energy.

Immediately he shot away, leaving a trail of dust.

" Uggh how annoying." Madara rolled his eyes, before he took a step forward and vanished.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed the chapter.✌🏿