[Third Person's PoV]
"YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT ISSSSS! IT'S TIME FOR THE GRAND FINALLY! THE CONCLUSION TO THE SPORTS FESTIVAL! LET'S WELCOME OUR FINAL TWO CONTESTANT!!"
"FIRST UP IS THE ONE THAT KEPT TRUE TO HIS WORDS! HE SMASHED THE COMPETITION GETTING FIRST PLACE ONE AFTER THE OTHER, WILL HE BE ABLE TO GET FIRST PLACE HERE AS WELL? WELL LET'S FIND OUT!! LET'S WELCOME ANTHONY STARKKKKKK!!"
Tony appeared walking without his suit, he calmly walked towards the stage, which caused some people to look down in confusion. Whispers became apparent as they looked everywhere wondering why Tony wasn't wearing his suit.
But Tony just looked up and spread his arms while closing his eyes. From the skies his suit of armor softly descended with the front opened up, his suit went and wrapped itself on Tony, the sound of nuts and bolts turning and locking in place was heard as everything secured itself. The only thing that wasn't present was his face plate.
Tony lifted a hand towards the sky and from the spectator side a blur blitz by as it landed in Tony's hand, it was his face plate. Tony gave everyone a wink as he brought to his face and secured it in place, which he finished with a gentleman bow.
"NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A SUIT UP SEQUENCE EVERYONE! AND FOR OUR LAST CONTESTANT LET'S GIVE IT UP FOR THE ONE THAT HAS BEEN PUSHED TO THE LIMIT BUT HAS MANAGED TO OVERCOME ADVERSITY, IZUKU MIDORIYAAAAAA!!! and let's hope those few minutes of rest were worth wild." Present Mic said softly towards the end.
A semi-battered Midoriya walked up towards the stage confidently as he stood in front of Tony.
Tony looked at Midoriya with a raised brow, "You don't look so good, are you sure you should be fighting In the first place?"
Midoriya expressed a determined expression as he squeezed his fist in front of him, "Even if I feel like I'm about to collapse, I have to keep pushing forward. I really admire you Tony, even when you don't have a quirk you've come so far, I don't think I could've done the same even if I tried… That's why I have to beat you and take first place from you, I'll push past my limits, and go Plus Ultra if I have to, I'll do it with a big smile while shouting, 'I Am Here'." Midoriya said as his skin crackled with green energy.
Tony had a smile on his face as he said, "If you think I'm going to go down that easily, that just means I'll have to really give you reality check"
The final match of the Sports Festival began with the crowd's roars echoing through the stadium. Tony Stark, in his advanced armor, faced the determined and battered Izuku Midoriya. The tension was palpable as they stood opposite each other, ready to give their all.
"LET THE FINAL MATCH OF THE SPORTS FESTIVAL BEGIN!!!" Present Mic's voice boomed, and the battle was on.
Midoriya immediately activated One For All, pushing his body to 25% in Full Cowling. His muscles screamed in protest, but he ignored the pain. With green arcs of energy crackling around him, he charged at Tony, aiming a powerful punch at his chest.
Tony's suit absorbed the impact, and he countered with a repulsor blast. Midoriya dodged to the side, his movements slightly slower due to his injuries, but still agile. He closed the distance again, landing a series of quick, powerful punches, each one met with Tony's armor absorbing the blows.
"You're tough, kid," Tony remarked, his voice calm through the helmet's speakers. "But toughness alone won't win this."
Midoriya gritted his teeth and pushed harder, launching a Detroit Smash that sent a shockwave through the arena. Tony's suit's thrusters activated, lifting him off the ground to avoid the brunt of the attack. He retaliated with a barrage of micro-missiles, which Midoriya dodged with a mix of agility and sheer willpower.
The explosions rocked the arena, and debris flew everywhere. Midoriya used the chaos to his advantage, closing the distance once more. He delivered a powerful kick to Tony's midsection, but the suit held firm. Tony grabbed Midoriya by the arm and tossed him aside with a surprising amount of strength.
Midoriya crashed into the ground, rolling to his feet. Blood trickled from a cut on his forehead, but he didn't let it slow him down. He activated Full Cowling again, pushing his battered body to its limits. With a roar, he launched himself at Tony, aiming a Delaware Smash at his helmet.
Tony's suit detected the incoming attack and activated a shield, deflecting the blow. The impact sent shockwaves through the arena, but Tony stood firm. He aimed a repulsor blast at Midoriya, catching him in the side and sending him skidding across the ground.
Midoriya struggled to his feet, panting heavily. His body was screaming in protest, but he refused to back down. "I... won't give up... I have to keep fighting!"
Tony admired Midoriya's determination, but he knew he had to end this. He launched a series of rapid-fire repulsor blasts, each one precisely aimed to push Midoriya to his limits. Midoriya dodged and countered as best he could, but the strain was showing. His movements were becoming sluggish, his punches weaker.
Tony took a moment to assess the situation. "Give up kid, you're only hurting yourself in the process"
Midoriya's vision blurred, but he forced himself to focus. "I... I can do this all day…"
Tony froze before he began to laugh, "Oh you son of a B– hahaha!"
As Midoriya finished his sentence, his eyes turned blank, his mind in a state between consciousness and unconsciousness… When suddenly dark tendrils of energy erupted from his body. Black Whip had activated, uncontrolled and wild. The tendrils lashed out, tearing through the arena and sending debris flying. Midoriya was in a trance, overwhelmed by the power.
Tony's suit's AI, Friday, quickly analyzed the situation. "Sir, it appears Midoriya's quirk is going haywire. We need to contain it."
"On it," Tony replied, activating his suit's thrusters to evade the erratic tendrils. He sent a pulse of energy, the same one he used to deactivate Kirishima's quirk, and used it on Midoriya causing his quirk to deactivate.
Midoriya collapsed to the ground, the black tendrils dissipating as Tony's suit neutralized the threat. Tony landed beside him, assessing his condition. Midoriya's body was battered, and he was barely conscious, but he was still trying to get up, his willpower driving him forward.
"It's over," Tony said softly, his helmet retracting to reveal a sympathetic expression. "If I said I don't respect you, I would be lying."
Midoriya's eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at Tony. He tried to open his mouth to say something but his body was too tired to even form words.
The crowd erupted in applause, cheering for both fighters. Medics rushed onto the stage to tend to Midoriya, who finally allowed himself to collapse, his body giving out from the strain.
Present Mic's voice boomed through the stadium. "AND THE WINNER OF THE SPORTS FESTIVAL IS ANTHONY STARK!!! BUT LET'S GIVE A HUGE ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR THE INCREDIBLE EFFORT AND SPIRIT OF IZUKU MIDORIYA!!!"
The crowd's cheers continued as they carried Midoriya off, and Tony stood in the center of the arena, raising his hand in victory. The Winner of the Sports Festival was concluded, Anthony Stark had won first place in the Sport Festival.
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