"It's fine, really," Kong said, shrugning as if he were discussing the weather rather than promising violence. "Since you're both here, the two of you can attack together. Saves me the trouble."
"Khan—bro, you're thinking way too hard."
Ryuuto jabbed a thumb at Deadpool. "This guy isn't with me. And I don't need help to mop the floor with you. I'll finish this in minutes."
He pointed at Kong, then barked at the red idiot blocking his line of attack:
"Deadpool. Move. I'm about to rearrange this clown's face."
"Okay! But what's my payment?! At least pay your referee, right?"
Deadpool asked with sparkly eyes, instantly switching into 'annoying businessman' mode.
Ryuuto resisted the urge to punt him off the tower.
"Fine. After I beat him, I'll use the Original World Stripping Technique on you. But—
You do NOT interfere.
You block the entire perimeter.
And you let NO ONE in.
Got it?"
Deadpool snapped a salute.
"Reliable is my middle name! One hundred and twenty percent trustworthy! Happy cooperation!"
He then sprinted to the edge of the tower and began "guard duty," which mostly involved posing heroically while humming his own theme song.
Kong's expression darkened.
"You two are unbelievably irritating. Do you really think you can handle me?"
He punched a steel beam beside him—
A thick Eiffel Tower beam—
and blew a fist-sized hole straight through it.
Then he walked forward, every step making the tower shudder.
"Let me warn you. I am one of the Seven Giants of the Justice League. Mutants have died by the thousands in my hands."
A murderous aura burst outward, making even Deadpool shiver.
Ryuuto yawned.
"Oh? Never heard of you."
Kong froze.
Ryuuto continued:
"And let me give YOU advice. If you can't handle what's coming, fall down and pretend to be dead. Saves your face—because my fists won't."
Kong's jaw twitched.
"So arrogant… Fine. Let's see if your strength matches that giant ego."
He blurred forward like a lightning bolt, fist cocked.
Lightning Style — Thunder Dog!
Ryuuto's hands flashed into seals. A massive lightning hound erupted from his Chakra and lunged at Kong with a thunderous howl.
Kong's eyes widened.
"Electromagnetic elementalization? No—chakra construct… interesting!"
He launched backward with a jet burst from his armor boots, barely dodging the chakra beast.
"You won't hurt me with that!"
He flipped midair, aiming a heel kick for Ryuuto's skull—
Eight Trigrams Palm — Revolving Heaven!
Ryuuto spun, releasing a violent chakra storm that swallowed Kong whole. Flames rippled off Kong's armor as he fought to stay grounded.
Gritting through the onslaught, Kong forced himself upright.
"You think this—this is enough to suppress me?!"
"Oh? Don't worry. I'm not done."
Gentle Fist — Eight Trigrams: Air Palm!
—Sixty-Four Palms!
—One Hundred Twenty-Eight Palms!
—Three Hundred Sixty-One Palms!
Ryuuto's Byakugan burst open—
and then came the storm.
Palm shadows rained like a hurricane.
Each strike detonated across Kong's armor, making the entire tower thrum with violent shockwaves.
Deadpool clapped happily.
"YES! Massage technique! Kong-senpai is getting a full spa treatment!"
Kong, meanwhile, tasted blood.
"Ridiculous… My armor can survive artillery strikes! How are YOU breaking through?!"
A final palm hit his chest—
Kong choked up black blood—
but even then, he roared back like a beast cornered.
He seized Ryuuto's wrist with one hand and pressed his other palm to Ryuuto's torso, energy building rapidly.
"You wanted to test your endurance? I'll show you real hell—
SONIC CANNON!"
An ultrasonic blast detonated point-blank—
The metal frame of the Eiffel Tower warped.
The entire structure shook.
But Ryuuto just sighed.
"That's it? Feels like someone farted."
Earth Style — Earth Wall!
A massive stone barrier erupted around him, absorbing the full blast.
Ryuuto also summoned sand beneath the tower to stabilize it.
If this thing collapsed, the paperwork alone would be a nightmare.
"Cocky little—! Let's see you stop THIS!"
Kong's eyes glowed crimson.
He increased power, releasing a second wave—
stronger, sharper, tearing the air like a banshee scream.
Ryuuto cracked his neck.
"Oh? You want round two?
Fine. Let's dance."