[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

I originally thought that Xinsao would return to the original state after passing by the gate of class A, which was obviously a trick to me. However, even during the lunch break, I pretended that I couldn't finish the meal and didn't want to waste it, so I sat on the seat and waited. Seaweed-headed boy Also still did not appear.

Even if I was very upset and tried to block the classroom door of Class C between classes, there was no way to catch Xinsao.

Only at this time can I realize that worrying about people makes this guy a slippery loach, the kind that people can't get their hands on.

In a delicate atmosphere, the Xiongying Sports Festival kicked off.

In previous years, the hot spots in sports festivals were the third-year divisions. After all, compared to the freshmen pecking at each other, the battle between the experienced third-year students was more exciting.

But this year's first year is a little different.After all, there was Class A who experienced the USJ incident and miraculously survived from a large number of enemies. This year, the total number of spectators in the first grade exceeded that of the third grade, and it seemed to be the most watched competition area.

Accompanied by the fireworks exploding in the sky, students from all classes entered the arena one by one.

Because it is the leader of the class cadres, the class leader and I are almost side by side at the forefront of class D.

"I always feel a little nervous," the squad leader, who usually behaved timidly, now looked even more timid because of the sudden increase in the number of spectators, smiled dryly and turned his head to talk to me, "The audience is even more than expected."

I glanced at him: "There's nothing to be nervous about, they're not here to see you."

The fact that so many onlookers gathered in the first-year competition area was entirely due to the legendary experience of Class A, and as students of general subjects, we naturally would not be in the focus of the audience.

The squad leader choked on me.He turned his head away, as if he had given up on continuing to talk to me.

Except for the two classes of the hero department, the other divisions are directly composed of the general department, the support department, and the management department. The place.

"We're just a foil," a class C student complained from the phalanx, "It's really boring."

I subconsciously glanced behind me, and most of the students in the general department had the expression "It's uncomfortable to be a foil to others" written on their faces.

If you don't want to be a foil, you should exercise hard. If you don't exercise before the entrance exam, now you are assigned to a general department and start complaining that you are a foil.

It's really ugly.

The referee for the first-year division is Midnight, who is known as the "Eighteen Prohibited Heroes".

Although I'm not qualified to judge the fighting style of professional heroes, her outfit is indeed a bit...too exciting.The moment Teacher Midnight appeared on the stage, even the students standing in the arena felt the commotion in the auditorium.

I rubbed my chin and turned to look at the monitor, "Do you boys like that type?"

"I don't know if they all like it or not," Xin Cao who was standing a little ahead seemed to hear my question, he didn't look back, but the voice came over just right, "but no one would like a violent madman with the same body as a washboard .”

The veins on his forehead throbbed again.

"I'm really sorry that I was malnourished and didn't develop well when I was a child." I clasped my hands and snapped my fingers, "Shall I tell you what a real violent maniac looks like right now?"

In an instant, the phalanx of the general department gave way to a small circular area with a radius of one meter around Xinsao and me.

Although it is not suitable for fighting now, but because it is not suitable for fighting, Xin Cao will not hide from me like a loach at all. No matter how I think about it, it is an excellent opportunity to beat him up.

However, Teacher Midnight standing in the referee's seat did not give me this chance.

"Quiet!" The referee suddenly said, and flicked the whip in his hand violently, making a frightening noise, "Contestant representative, Class A of the first grade, Bo Hao wins himself."

I stared at the back of Xinsao's head for a long time, and finally succumbed to the intimidation of the referee.

There should be a live broadcast by the media now, it would be bad if Daddy Cheap sees me causing trouble.

The boy with light blond hair put his hands in his pockets, walked through the phalanx of Class A and walked up to the stands with a cold face. I have to say that this guy is really a walking hatred machine. Now it's not just me, even the general subjects The other students were displeased with his posture.

"It's just the number one in the hero department, what's so great..."

Someone complained from behind.

In fact, the first place in the hero department is really amazing, at least they can beat you better.

If you really think it's amazing, why don't you stand in front of him and say this sentence yourself?I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee that he will definitely beat you to the point where you can't get up.

Considering the issues of personality restraint and versatility, if we are serious, the winning rate of my fight with Bakugo is about [-] to [-], and I am four to six.As for other general science students, except for those with special personality, there is probably no way to do more tricks in his hands.

That's why I don't like these people in the general department.

She is obviously too cowardly to show off with her mouth.

Bakugo just stood on the stand with his hands in his pockets, and said his oath with a look of "it's so troublesome, let's end it quickly".

"I swear, the champion must be me!"

This oath is quite hateful, in various senses.Therefore, after the boy's voice fell, except for the phalanx where Class A was located, the other phalanxes made waves of protest.

Immediately afterwards, Bakugo turned around, took out his left hand from his pocket, and gave an upside-down thumbs up to all the students: "You all try to act as stepping stones that I can step on comfortably!"

Always felt……

Even I, who has no interest in sports festival rankings, was a little annoyed.

"Hey, this guy is really confident." I twitched the corners of my mouth, clasped my hands again, and snapped my wrists fiercely, "I didn't intend to compete for this ranking...but this is really unbearable ..."

The anger accumulated by Xin Cao's provocation exploded at this moment.

The phalanx of the general department once again formed a circular vacuum zone centered on me and Xin Cao, and the reason why the latter became the center was that he was not afraid of being beaten by me.

Stepping stone?

Just kidding, I really don't want to be a hero and I'm not interested in being a champion, but that doesn't mean I'm happy to be a stepping stone.

What's more, I just don't want to enter the hero department. In terms of strength, I don't think I'm inferior to those guys in the hero department who are nothing special at all.

Isn't it just a sports festival? The training I experienced at Yuki's house was much harsher than these pediatric events.

A guy whose training intensity is not as good as mine, what right does he have to treat me as a stepping stone?

The field underfoot has produced subtle cracks that are not very obvious.

"Explosively beat yourself..."

Those cracks began to expand, and soon formed a circular crack with a radius of one meter.

In the next second, all the cracks under his feet collapsed, and gravel and sand rushed out.

"I don't know if I can win the championship, but to prevent you from becoming a champion, I think I can still do it!"

The author has something to say:

Heartbreak: No one likes a shriveled violent woman

Heroine: Anger +10086

Ka Jiang: You are all my stepping stones

Heroine: anger value MAX, activate destruction mode