Hero Academia: The Strongest Personality

"Hahaha, I found you, Green Valley boy." All Might appeared, and then he noticed Qifeng sitting opposite Green Valley, "Qifeng boy is here too."

"All Might, what's wrong?" Midoriya asked in surprise.

"Well, you ate a little early today. Do you mean to have a meal together?" All Might always felt that something was wrong. Normally, the Green Valley boy would not come to the cafeteria to eat so early.

"Go on, Midoriya, it seems that All Might has something to ask you." Qifeng said with a smile. He naturally knew what All Might was looking for to find Izuku Midoriya. It was nothing more than to talk about the enemy alliance and his physical limits. Something, in addition, is to let Izuku Midoriya tell the world that he has been born out of nowhere.

Qi Feng already knew these things, so there was nothing to be curious about.

After All Might left with Midoriya Izuku, Qifeng went back to the classroom after eating. There was nothing important in the afternoon. Qifeng did not go home after school, but went to a store that specializes in making equipment for heroes. place.

His equipment for his Underworld identity is too poor, just a tattered cloak and mask. To be honest, if he meets a stronger opponent, his equipment will be torn immediately, and then the truth will be exposed. ?.

For this reason, Qifeng decided to spend money to build a set of equipment belonging to Underworld. He walked into the hero assembly store wearing a mask.

"Boss, how much does it cost to make a high-end black cloak here?" Qi Feng said directly when he saw that there was no one here.

The owner of the Hero Consolidation Store is an old man. Although his hair is gray, he is still very energetic. At this time, he is playing with a metal spear. After hearing Qifeng's words, he turned to look at Qifeng and said flatly: "Little brother, I don't know what the high-end black cloak is. I think it's better if you explain it more carefully. After all, I don't make junk stuff here."

Qi Feng walked to the counter with some embarrassment. He was actually looked down upon by an old man, but this further showed that this old man was very professional and specialized in making high-quality products.

"Ahem," Qi Feng coughed, cleared his throat and said, "Old sir, do you know the Legend of the Underworld?"

The old man looked at Qifeng again, and this time he nodded seriously, "I know."

"Then let me tell you, I am the Underworld." Qifeng did not hide anything. Since he wanted the old man to make better equipment, he naturally had to be sincere, and the first sincerity was to confess his identity.

"You?" The old man chuckled and put the metal spear in his hand in front of Qifeng. "According to rumors, the personality of Underworld is wind, airflow or other rare characteristics. If you can avoid touching this metal spear, let It’s bent, I can give you a 30% discount!”

"Okay!" Qifeng was immediately happy. It also had this benefit. It was just a metal spear. It was simple.

The next moment Qifeng used air control to levitate the metal spear, and then he held it, and the metal spear began to tremble.

"Huh?" Qifeng frowned. The metal spear did not bend instantly as he imagined. Instead, it seemed to be very tough and difficult to yield. Although he only used 50% of his strength, this was enough to represent the metal spear. It's extraordinary.

"Why, can't you?" The old man smiled half-heartedly, and there was no meaning in his eyes.

"Just kidding." Qifeng snorted, the strength in his hand increased, and the arrogant metal spear slowly bent in the naked eye.

"That's enough!" The old man waved his hand, and the metal spear fell into his hand. Then he closed the store door and walked to the innermost room. "Follow me."

Qi Feng was a little confused. What happened? Didn't he just bend the metal spear? As for whether the store door was even closed, the old man seemed not to let him go.

However, Qi Feng wasn't too worried. The old man's hand in retracting the spear just now was indeed very powerful, but it didn't mean that Qi Feng was afraid.

When Qifeng walked into the wooden door, he was surprised to find a different world. The metal door in front of him was at least twenty or thirty centimeters thick. Even if it was bombarded with artillery, it would take a long time, right?

"Stop standing there stupidly, close the door for me, and then come here." The old man warned after walking into the metal door. Qifeng did as he was told, closed the wooden door and walked into the metal door.

Qi Feng didn't panic after the metal door was closed. Instead, some of the equipment inside opened his eyes. Basically, he had never seen some high-end technological equipment. There was also a blast furnace, and the blazing temperature seemed to be radiating all the time. With.

"Sit down and tell us what equipment you want me to make for you." After saying this, the old man thought for a moment and said again: "Isn't Underworld just a bad cloak and a broken mask? It's really funny."

"Old sir, please stop laughing at me. Can that kind of street stall product compare with what you make?" Qifeng said speechlessly. His equipment only costs a few hundred yen in total, how can he compare with such a master.

"It's good that you know," the old man opened some equipment, then looked at Qifeng and said, "I have a metal that can be bent and as soft as paper, but it is almost impossible to break it unless the other party's personality Very powerful.”

Qifeng's eyes lit up after hearing this and asked: "You mean metal? Since it is so soft, its defense level should be very poor. It doesn't mean that it was broken, but it is not hard."

"Hahaha," the old man suddenly laughed, staring at Qifeng sharply and said: "If you weren't here today, then other people would not be of much use using this metal, because it has something to do with the air. As long as you Using your personality, he can change the hardness at will!"

"You already know what my personality is?" Chifeng was shocked. He just used air manipulation, and the old man seemed to know who this person was.

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I won't harm you. In a word, I will replace your mask with a helmet. The two together will cost 50 million yen." The old man said calmly, as if he had no psychological burden at all.

"50 million yen?" Chifeng jumped up and pointed at the old man and cursed: "You are so black. Do you know how much 50 million yen is? How long does it take for ordinary people to earn it? You asked for 50 million yen as soon as you opened your mouth. Are you kidding me?"

Chifeng was really going to explode. 50 million yen to make a set of equipment can buy a small villa, okay? He worked hard in the underground hero casino and only earned 30 million yen. Now he only has less than 10 million left. As a result, this old man asked for 50 million. How could he not be angry?

"Why, you can't even come up with 50 million and you still call yourself a legend of the night?" The old man said with some disdain: "You have been in the business for quite some time, don't think I will believe you, fighting against violence and protecting the good, can you not make money? Can you not have gray income?"

"Is it wrong for me to do good things?" Chifeng stood up immediately, "Even if I save ten people every day, it is not enough for 50 million, and I haven't asked for money yet, how much money can those minions have, don't you think about it, 50 million, why don't you rob?"

"I am robbing, if you don't want to, then please do it." The old man waved his hand disdainfully, and the metal door suddenly opened without knowing when.

"Go if you want to!" Chifeng turned around and left, but heard a voice behind him, "You will come again."