The divine challenge, Yujiro Hanma breaks his limits

Rick stood there, his confident smirk never wavering. Yujiro Hanma, the strongest creature on Earth, was about to learn a hard lesson about true power.

"How can someone so thin be a god?" Yujiro sneered, his disbelief evident in his eyes.

Rick chuckled. "I get it, gods are overrated. But I know they exist because I became one. As the strongest on your planet, haven't you ever wondered if you could take on a superior being? I'll accept your challenge, but the loser must swear loyalty to the winner."

Yujiro's pride wouldn't let him back down. The thought of someone out there stronger than him was infuriating, yet tantalizing. Rick knew this and played to Yujiro's ego.

Without hesitation, Yujiro accepted. Rick clapped a few times, and a dome rose from the ground, enclosing them in an arena. The spectators gathered around, anticipation crackling in the air.

"Yujiro, I know you won't accept any defeat that isn't absolute, so I'll fight you hand-to-hand," Rick declared.

"Are you mocking me? The fight has just started, and you already disrespect me by not giving it your all?" Yujiro roared.

Rick smirked. "Come at me then."

Yujiro walked towards Rick, brimming with confidence. He launched a simple punch, but the sheer force of it could be felt by everyone around. Rick, recognizing the power behind even Yujiro's most basic movements, allowed the punch to land.

*Boom*

The impact was thunderous, yet there was no explosion, just the deep reverberation of the blow. Yujiro's eyes widened in shock. Rick had not tensed his muscles or shown any reaction to the punch; his body absorbed the blow effortlessly.

Yujiro, realizing he was facing a worthy opponent, prepared for a more devastating attack. He set up for a kick, aiming to slice Rick in half. This kick wasn't just powerful; it was a testament to Yujiro's mastery of martial arts and his monstrous strength.

Rick watched calmly as Yujiro's leg came hurtling towards him. The force behind the kick was immense, enough to split a mountain. Yet, Rick stood his ground, his eyes never leaving Yujiro's.

As the kick connected, the ground beneath Rick's feet cracked and buckled, but Rick himself remained unscathed. The impact echoed through the dome, and the spectators gasped in awe.

Rick had anticipated the kick, and with a subtle shift of his body, he absorbed the force, redirecting it harmlessly into the ground. Yujiro's leg trembled slightly from the exertion, but Rick remained standing, a confident smile on his face.

"Impressive," Rick said calmly, "but not enough."

Yujiro's eyes narrowed. He had never encountered anyone who could withstand his attacks so effortlessly. He launched a barrage of punches and kicks, each one faster and more powerful than the last. The air around them crackled with the intensity of their clash.

Rick deftly dodged and parried each strike, his movements fluid and precise. He didn't retaliate, allowing Yujiro to expend his energy. The audience watched in stunned silence as the two titans exchanged blows.

Yujiro's frustration grew with each failed attack. He was used to overpowering his opponents, but Rick was different. There was an otherworldly grace to his movements, a level of skill that transcended human limits.

Finally, Yujiro stepped back, breathing heavily. His eyes were filled with a mixture of rage and admiration. "Who... what are you?"

Rick's smile widened. "I am a god, Yujiro. And this is just a fraction of my power."

With that, Rick shifted his stance, his body radiating a faint glow only in the eyes of the most talented in the arena. He raised his hand, and the air around them seemed to hum with energy. "Now, let me show you what true power looks like." All glow disappear from his hand making the few special spectators frown confused.

Rick was ready to fight, suppressing himself to the point that Yujiro could fight.

Rick moved with blinding speed, his strikes landing with precision and force. Yujiro tried to defend himself, but he was no match for Rick's divine strength. Each blow sent shockwaves through the dome, and the ground beneath them cracked and splintered.

Despite his pride, Yujiro knew he was outmatched. He fought with everything he had, but Rick's power was overwhelming. Finally, with a final, devastating punch, Rick sent Yujiro crashing to the ground.

The spectators watched in stunned silence as the dust settled. Yujiro lay on the ground, breathing heavily. He had never been defeated so thoroughly. Rick stood over him, "Is that all you have?"

"No", Yujiro worked to put his body in a fighting state.

Rick's smirk grew wider as Yujiro cracked his knuckles, preparing for another round. This time, Yujiro's stance was more calculated, his eyes burning with determination. The arena, now filled with an electric tension, seemed to pulse in anticipation of their next moves.

Yujiro charged forward, his fists a blur as he unleashed a series of rapid jabs aimed at Rick's midsection. Rick, demonstrating his mastery over the Six Styles, evaded the strikes with minimal movement, his body swaying like a leaf in the wind.

"Is that all you've got, Yujiro?" Rick taunted, his voice echoing through the dome.

Yujiro's response was a powerful uppercut, aimed directly at Rick's chin. Rick anticipated the move, countering with Soru, a technique that allowed him to move at incredible speeds. He disappeared from Yujiro's line of sight, reappearing behind him in an instant.

Yujiro, sensing Rick's presence, spun around with a fierce backhand. Rick ducked under the blow, his movements fluid and precise. He countered with a swift strike to Yujiro's ribs, using the force of Tekkai to harden his muscles and deliver a blow that reverberated through Yujiro's body.

The impact was immense, but Yujiro absorbed it, grinning. "Good. Finally, someone who can take a hit."

Rick didn't let up. He followed with Rankyaku, a powerful kick that sent a slicing wave of energy toward Yujiro. Yujiro crossed his arms, blocking the attack, but the sheer force pushed him back several feet, leaving deep gouges in the ground where his feet had slid.

Undeterred, Yujiro lunged at Rick, his fists blazing with renewed fury. Rick met him head-on, their fists colliding in a flurry of strikes and counters. The sound of their clash was like thunder, resonating through the arena.

Rick shifted into Shigan, a technique that allowed him to use his fingers like bullets. He aimed for Yujiro's pressure points, each strike intended to incapacitate. Yujiro dodged and blocked with incredible agility, countering with his own devastating blows.

The two fighters moved at blinding speeds, their forms blurring as they exchanged blows. Rick's mastery of Kami-e allowed him to flow around Yujiro's attacks, his body moving with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly. Yujiro, on the other hand, relied on brute strength and sheer willpower, his attacks coming with the force of a freight train.

Rick switched to Geppo, leaping into the air and using the technique to stay aloft. Yujiro followed, his powerful legs propelling him upward. They clashed in mid-air, trading blows with such intensity that shockwaves rippled outward, shaking the very foundations of the arena.

But Yujiro didn't know how to do Geppo so he just landed on the dome again.

With a swift motion, Rick executed Rokuogan, the ultimate technique of the Six Styles. He channeled his energy into a concentrated blast, aiming it directly at Yujiro. The force of the attack was immense, a beam of pure energy that seemed to tear through the fabric of reality itself.

Yujiro, sensing the danger, crossed his arms in front of him, bracing for impact. The blast hit him head-on, enveloping him in a blinding light. The ground beneath him cracked and shattered, the force of the attack creating a massive crater.

When the dust settled, Yujiro stood at the center of the crater, his body smoking from the impact. He was battered and bruised, but still standing, his eyes burning with an unquenchable fire.

"You... you're strong," Yujiro admitted, his voice a mix of grudging respect and frustration. "But I won't be defeated so easily."

Rick landed lightly in front of him, his expression calm. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Yujiro launched himself at Rick with renewed vigor, his attacks becoming even more ferocious. Rick met him

Rick's eyes gleamed with excitement. "You should already be tired, don't you?"

Rick sent a Shigan, a finger thrusting like a bullet, aiming for a point without vital organs to incapacitate Yujiro without causing lethal damage.

But Yujiro was no ordinary opponent. He had already adapted, his keen mind analyzing Rick's techniques even as they fought. With a swift movement, Yujiro's muscles hardened like steel.

"Tekkai!" Yujiro's voice boomed as he used the technique to withstand the Shigan. Rick's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

"You... learned Tekkai?" Rick murmured, unable to hide his surprise. "How?"

Yujiro grinned, a fierce light in his eyes. "I've always been a quick study."

The audience gasped, astonished at Yujiro's ability to replicate Rick's technique. The atmosphere was electric, the air thick with tension and anticipation.

Rick quickly regained his composure, his mind raciqng. "Let's see how well you've learned," he said, his tone a mix of challenge and curiosity.

Yujiro didn't hesitate. He launched into a series of rapid movements, each one mimicking Rick's Six Styles. He used Soru to vanish from Rick's sight, reappearing with a devastating punch that Rick barely dodged. The ground where Rick had stood exploded from the impact.

Rick countered with Rankyaku, sending a slicing wave of energy towards Yujiro. Yujiro responded in kind, crossing his arms to block the attack, then unleashing his own Rankyaku, the energy wave cutting through the air with terrifying speed.

"Impressive," Rick admitted, "but you're still not on my level."

Yujiro's grin widened. "Maybe not yet, but I learn fast."

The two clashed again, their movements a blur as they exchanged techniques. Rick used Kami-e to evade Yujiro's strikes, his body flowing like water. Yujiro adapted, his attacks becoming more unpredictable, testing Rick's defenses.

Rick launched into Geppo, leaping into the air and staying aloft with rapid kicks. Yujiro followed suit, his powerful legs propelling him upward. They met in mid-air, trading blows that sent shockwaves rippling through the dome.

With a swift motion, Rick executed Rokuogan once more, 'the ultimate technique of the Six Styles.'

Rick switched to Shigan again sensing how he dodged, this time aiming for Yujiro's joints. Yujiro countered with precise blocks, mimicking Rick's fluid movements. Rick's astonishment grew as Yujiro began to incorporate the Six Styles into his own attacks, each strike becoming more refined and deadly.

"How are you learning these so quickly?" Rick demanded, his voice tinged with incredulity.

Yujiro grinned. "I'm a quick learner, especially when my pride's on the line."

Rick narrowed his eyes, recognizing the unique challenge Yujiro posed. He couldn't rely on raw power alone; he needed to outthink and outmaneuver his opponent.

They landed back on the ground, the air around them charged with tension. Rick initiated a complex combination of techniques, weaving Soru, Kami-e, and Shigan into a seamless assault. Yujiro countered each move with remarkable speed, using Tekkai to absorb blows and Geppo to match Rick's aerial maneuvers.

The audience watched in stunned silence as the battle escalated. The ground trembled beneath their feet, and the air crackled with energy. Yujiro's adaptation was astounding, his mastery of the Six Styles growing with each exchange.

Rick's mind raced as he fought, trying to anticipate Yujiro's next move. He launched another Rokuogan, the beam of energy aimed directly at Yujiro. This time, Yujiro didn't brace for impact. Instead, he used Kami-e, the paper art technique, to flow around the attack, his body moving like a feather on the wind.

Rick's eyes widened in disbelief. "He's using Kami-e now too?"

Yujiro reappeared beside Rick, his fist already in motion. Rick barely had time to react, blocking the punch with Tekkai. The force of the blow sent him skidding backward, his feet digging into the ground.

Yujiro pressed his advantage, his attacks a blur of speed and power. Rick parried and countered, but Yujiro's relentless onslaught was pushing him to his limits., Rick found himself on the defensive.

Yujiro's smirk widened as he landed a solid hit on Rick's shoulder, sending him stumbling. "What's the matter, Rick? Feeling the pressure?"

"You're better than I expected, Yujiro. But this fight is far from over."

Rick focused his energy, his body glowing with a faint aura. He executed a series of rapid Geppo jumps, moving so fast he appeared to be in multiple places at once. Yujiro tracked his movements, his eyes sharp and focused.

Rick unleashed a barrage of Rankyaku kicks from all angles, each one slicing through the air with deadly precision. Yujiro deflected some and absorbed others with Tekkai, his body moving with a fluid grace that belied his immense power.

Rick landed a few feet away, breathing heavily. "You're learning my techniques almost as fast as I can use them. But let's see how you handle this."

He concentrated, channeling his energy into his hands. "Rokuogan!" The blast of energy erupted from his palms, hurtling toward Yujiro with devastating force.

Yujiro didn't flinch. He crossed his arms and used Tekkai, bracing himself for the impact. The blast struck him head-on, the force shaking the ground and creating a massive crater.

When the dust cleared, Yujiro stood at the center, battered but unbowed. His eyes blazed with determination. "You can't beat me with your techniques alone, Rick. I won't just learn them; I'll perfect them."

Rick's expression hardened. He realized that Yujiro wasn't just a formidable opponent; he was a prodigy, capable of mastering any technique he saw. The battle had become a true test of skill, willpower, and adaptability.

"You are a fool, I perfected them long time ago"

They charged at each other again, their movements a blur of speed and power.

The ground around them cracked and shattered, the air vibrating with the intensity of their clash. Neither fighter showed any sign of yielding, their determination fueling their every move.

As they fought, Rick's respect for Yujiro grew. He had faced many powerful opponents, but none who could learn and adapt as quickly as Yujiro. This battle was pushing him to new heights, challenging him in ways he hadn't anticipated.

Finally, with a surge of energy, Rick executed another Rokuogan, aiming it directly at Yujiro. The beam of energy tore through the air, but Yujiro was ready. He used Kami-e to flow around the attack, closing the distance between them in an instant.

Before Rick could react, Yujiro landed a powerful punch, enhanced with Tekkai, directly to Rick's chest. The impact sent Rick flying backward, crashing into the ground with a thunderous boom.

Rick lay there for a moment, his body aching from the force of the blow. He struggled to his feet, his breathing heavy. Yujiro stood before him, his expression a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration.

"You've pushed me to my limits, Rick," Yujiro said, his voice filled with respect. "But I've learned more from this fight than I ever thought possible."

Rick nodded, a smile breaking through his exhaustion. "You truly are a remarkable fighter, Yujiro. I've never faced anyone like you. But as I said that I mastered it long time ago I wasn't joking. Let me show you, the return of life."

The hairs on Rick's pointed head swayed, not from the breeze nor from Rick's own movement.

As crazy as it seemed, the hair magically lengthened and lifted Rick off the ground.

Yujiro Hanma as a response, posed with his arms on the air, he's back showing the face of a ogre.

"What's that? It works? Really? Then I should incorporate it!" Rick said as he saw Yujiro using his family trick.

"That's impossible, only the Hanma family possess the genetic to release such a technique."

Hanma explained to which Rick just laughed, his body mimicking Yujiro's build.

"How I suppose to copy that?" Yujiro was stunned. Should he copy himself? No! He should copy the Technik that Rick used to modify his corpse.

They stood there, breathing heavily, the battlefield a testament to their incredible clash. The spectators watched in awe, knowing they had witnessed a fight unlike any other.

Rick extended a hand, his respect for Yujiro evident in his eyes. "You've earned my respect, Yujiro. Let's continue to push each other and grow stronger together."

He can't win if he uses the same forces. It's a matter of experience and techniques. Yujiro fighted his whole life and can copy any Taijutzu.

And Rick has his system to incorporate information perfectly.

Yujiro took his hand, a rare smile crossing his face. "Agreed. This is just the beginning. If what you said is right"

As they walked away from the battlefield, the bond between them was formed, the spectators could only cherish the awesome fight.