Hero Academia: The Strongest Personality

Niwa Kaito stared blankly at Mishima Feng lying on the ground, with mixed feelings in his heart, and the most shocking was that this legend of the night, who they thought they could knead at will, turned over and turned into a dragon. The gap was too big, and he couldn't ＷwＷ..lā

Although he was sure to beat the legend of the night, his heart was too volatile now, and it was difficult to calm down, which might affect the game.

Mishima Feng stood up with his hands, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Chifeng with a look of fear in his eyes.

The opponent's knife came very fast, and he had no time to react. He only used 60% of his strength to resist in a hurry, but he was still injured. However, the speed of the legend of the night's knife was very fast, but perhaps it had been brewing for a long time, just to sneak attack him, so it was very likely that he had used 80% of his strength.

But even so, Mishima Feng would not treat Chifeng as garbage. If he didn't fight with all his strength, he would probably lose miserably.

Chifeng patted the blade, looked at Mishima Feng with some disinterest and asked, "How is it, my knife tastes good, right?"

Mishima Feng took a breath, pulled out the dagger behind him, and then combined the three daggers into one, then stared at Chifeng and said, "Underworld, I will let you know that it was a wrong decision to sneak attack me just now."

Chifeng said disdainfully, "Sneak attack? I'm too lazy to sneak attack you. I only used a small half of my strength in that knife just now. Although it was a bit hasty, it was within my expectation that I could hurt you."

When Jiaosha and Chifeng fought, Jiaosha's strength was close to the third saint, and Chifeng's strength at that time was much worse than now, so Chifeng didn't have to spend too much effort to beat Mishima Feng now.

Mishima Feng would never believe Chifeng's words. In his mind, Underworld definitely used at least 70% of its strength. The reason why he said these words was to disturb his state of mind.

"I won't argue with you. You're good at talking, but I'm the Third Saint. It's inevitable that I'll crush you!" Mishima Feng's eyes shot out a gleam of light, and his right hand holding the dagger suddenly thrust forward. This thrust was stronger than the one he made when he fought Kurosawa Ichiran.

Under this thrust, the surrounding air all leaned towards Mishima Feng. The wind seemed to form at this moment, and in that dazzling light, it rushed towards Chifeng with unstoppable force.

Kurosawa Ichiran's heart tightened. Mishima Feng's thrust was stronger than when he fought him. Maybe the Dark Night brothers really pushed Mishima Feng into a hurry, and he should have used 90% of his strength. Such an attack could easily kill people.

"He's killing with bloodshot eyes." Oki Xian glanced at Mishima Feng, and then turned his gaze to Chifeng. This legend of the dark night shocked him greatly. The Seventh Saint actually hid such a strong strength. If he is cultivated and developed in the future, he will definitely create great achievements for the Imperial Alliance.

Some people present no longer believed that the Legend of the Night could block Mishima Feng's attack. The Third Saint used all his strength to attack. This was no joke.

But Chifeng was not panicked at all, and even had a trace of disdain in his eyes. He slowly raised the long sword with his right hand, and the air was compressed on the blade, and then compressed again. Chifeng did not use any other means, and chopped it down again.

The white streak fell from the long sword, and the surrounding air was like a spring under the pressure of a jack, and then the jack was lifted, and the spring suddenly popped out.

At this moment, Mishima Feng's unstoppable wind direction instantly disintegrated, and all the wind directions were on Chifeng's side, wrapped in compressed air, and when this streak came, it collided with Mishima Feng's thorn.

"Bang!"

The ring was directly cracked under this attack, and Mishima Feng's thorn had long disappeared without a trace, and the entire ring was full of Chifeng's streak.

"This is impossible!" Mishima Feng roared, and the shock in his heart could not be added.

A white streak of light passed through Mishima Feng's left hand, and his left hand was directly turned into slag under this streak of light, and even the bones were compressed into powder by the air.

"I admit defeat" Mishima Feng had not said the word "admit defeat" before Chifeng blocked his mouth with air control. At this moment, Mishima Feng could not say a word.

Hanging the knife back on his back, Chifeng raised his hand to suck Mishima Feng over and pinched his neck.

"Woo woo woo~" Mishima Feng could only make a woo woo sound, with a look of horror in his eyes. He now knew that Underworld Legend was not a sneak attack on him just now, it was really a random knife.

Under the Feng Yao Ci that he was proud of, Underworld Legend's attack directly disintegrated the last bit of dignity and confidence in his heart.

Chifeng pinched Mishima Feng's neck and asked with a sneer, "Who said that he would deal with me well during the game?"

Mishima Feng couldn't speak, and his mood was very complicated. He now wanted to find a hole to drill into.

Chifeng raised his hand and slapped Mishima Feng's face twice, "Are you convinced?"

Everyone present was dumbfounded. If Chifeng might have sneaked up on him before, then now it was real strength. Even Buddha looked at Chifeng more.

Mishima Feng's fear gradually turned into anger. Underworld Legend actually made him unable to say the word "surrender" after winning him, and he also lost a hand. Is he still not satisfied?

Chifeng didn't care about other people's thoughts and kept slapping Mishima Feng's face. Who made this guy so arrogant?

I won't offend others if they don't offend me, but Mishima Feng wanted to provoke him. He was so arrogant even when queuing up to get a stay card. He really deserved it.

Kuro Kobe was sitting in the VIP seat, staring at Chiffon at this moment. He could feel that the strength of this Underworld Legend was extraordinary.

In the end, Mishima Feng shed tears of regret, and Chiffon also received '200' rescue points at this time, which can be said to be a big order.

Mishima Feng was thrown out of the ring by Chiffon. Niwa Kaito immediately caught Mishima Feng after he reacted, and then handed him over to the medical staff.

"Winner, Underworld Legend!"

Niwa Kaito jumped and landed on the ring. His expression was very serious, but he did not mean to admit defeat. Just kidding, how could he, the second saint, be scared by such a little trick?

"Your trick is very cruel. Mishima Feng obviously admitted defeat, and you are still so aggressive to humiliate him?" Niwa Kaito's momentum began to rise, and suddenly a lot of water flowed out of his body, instantly covering the entire ring.

The water released by Niwa Kaito could no longer be stored within a radius of ten meters from Chifeng. Chifeng knew that Niwa Kaito's quirk should be related to water, but it was impossible to get close to him.

Niwa Kaito was not surprised to see that his quirk could not get close to Underworld Legend. This was within his expectations, but he did not intend to defeat Underworld Legend with such a small trick.

"I think my tricks are okay. Anyway, no one who messes with me will have a good end, and the same goes for you." Chifeng smiled, but did not intend to draw his sword.

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