Tu Pi said that he was really not a bomber

"Oh! Hong-san and Oda-san seem to be evenly matched! But Oda-san seems to be better at melee combat, but he hasn't used his personality yet, so we can't help but look forward to it!"

Relying on his extremely fast maneuverability, the black-haired boy kept kicking the opponent while avoiding the ice cubes or spears made by Hong Jiaodong.

It's not that he doesn't want to use elbows, but the people who teach him usually fight with their hands in their pockets, so he hasn't learned a systematic method.Xingsuke had to try to use his hands to release abilities to assist in the battle.

The coquettish blue flame followed like a shadow, dancing around the black-haired boy, melting the ice.

At this time, Hong Jiaodong knew it very well.Oda Kosuke's physical skills are not bad, and the means of using personality are exquisite and subtle. Hong Jiaodong's personality on the right side alone is not enough to defeat him.And... Hong Jiaodong has a feeling that even if he uses the left half of his personality, he may not be able to defeat the black-haired boy with a fast attack and a big smile in front of him.

With a dignified expression, Hong Jiaodong squatted down, and Jian Bing formed a stab with his movements.

"You don't seem too happy?"

Oda Kosuke suddenly said such a sentence.

Lan Yan followed his arm backwards, forming an momentum, and then the black-haired boy's left hand was still on fire, and his right hand stretched out to hook the scorched arm that had no time to react, pulling him up amidst the exclamation of the audience. sky.

Feeling the strange weightlessness in the air, let Oda Yusuke stare at the sky blankly.

What color is the sky?

It's blue, but definitely not blue like Hong's frozen left eye.

That blue is lighter, wider, more inclusive.Hong Jiaodong would rather wishful thinking that the sky is more like Hong Leng's gray eyes.

very gentle.

Hong Jiaodong suddenly remembered that there is still a kind of blue in his memory, which is very gentle.

But it was too long ago, and he had long forgotten the appearance of the boy with white hair and blue eyes who treated him tenderly.

[Brother Dengya, will you stay with me all the time? I'm so scared. I don't want to face Dad alone...]

[Yes, I will always be by your side. 】

I just vaguely remember that this promise was never fulfilled.

Meaningless.

When falling, Xingsuke threw Hong Jiaodong out, and he fell to the center of the field by repulsion.

Hong Jiaodong reacted in time, turned his right hand back, and a huge ice wall was created in an instant, and Hong Jiaodong slid back to the field from the ice road.

【Be the person you want to be, as long as you want to be yourself~】

The mother's words echoed in the boy's ears, clearly audible.This is the words he once forgot, but now, with the help of Izuku Midoriya, Hong Jiaodong has found it back.

"boom!"

Oda Yusuke let out a loud cry, with a bright smile, "Can we fight?"

"It's absolutely fine." Hong Jiao Dong stood ready.

"That would be great." The black-haired boy smiled lowly, then pressed his left hand on the ground, the temperature dropped significantly, white air lingered around, and the ice suddenly appeared, spreading rapidly to the whole audience.

【Absolute Zero】

"It's surprising! So Oda-san also has plural personalities? Hong-san is really a match!"

Hong Jiaodong was not to be outdone, but he was unwilling to use the flame on the left side of his body.In order to avoid freezing under his feet, he had to build an iceberg and stand on it.

The black-haired boy squatted there with a big smile, his left hand pressed to the ground was chilly, and his right hand was scorching hot with blue flames.Several sharp blades sprang out from the blue flames, swift as the wind, and stabbed in the direction of the scorching freeze.

The sharp blade formed by the blue flame hissed in the air due to the high temperature and speed, and the track was changeable and winding, like a hissing poisonous snake, and like a Rashomon derived from the fire of hell.

Hong Jiaodong gritted his teeth, and a thick ice wall appeared immediately.

The sharp blade passed through the ice wall effortlessly, but then Lan Yan released the shape of the sharp blade and turned into a blue rope with a temperature as room temperature, preventing Hong Jiaodong from falling to the outside.

Flames... no.

"Boom classmate out of bounds! Oda-san wins!"

Xingsuke, who won, did not show a happy expression. He looked at the auditorium, and Andeva's face was not real under the cover of the flames, but it must have been annoyed and unwilling.

Hawks in the back row saw Oda Kosuke looking over, waved to him, and gave him a thumbs up.

After stepping off the stage, Tie Zheche was the first to surround him and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "Good job! Oda! If it weren't for you, Class A would have taken the top three places!"

"You're welcome, but it's a pity that Hong hasn't done his best yet," the black-haired boy said with a smile, "I still want to see the highest masterpiece."

Although I don't quite understand what Oda Yusuke is talking about, Monoma Ningren, Kento Kazuyo and Guba Juzo all expressed their welcome to Oda Yusuke.

"It's quite capable, Oda, when the time comes, get a