[Lord My Ying] The hero is Hong Jiaodong

——'Thanks to the sentient beings who gave me adversity. '

Even if Hong Jiaodong wants me to talk with him, it's useless, a new round of competition is about to start, and my next opponent is no accident, Bohao Katsuki.

After the fight with Ochako, the boy seemed to have realized something, and carefully watched my every move as soon as he entered the court.

Unlike Ochako, I'm the one who made Bakugou suffer in the obstacle race!

There are very few people of the same age as me in melee combat. This is not an exaggeration. After so many years of training, my foundation is still very good.It's just that my fighting style is too simple and rough, even Saitama told me to be careful.

"Hey, Lost Yequan."

It's rare that Bakugou actually called out my name seriously, without saying anything strange.

I looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't be merciful." As he spoke, the boy's palm began to explode, "Or I'll blow you up!"

Well, the real murderer.

I nodded to show him that I understood.Now that the opponent has said so, I have no reason to continue to show mercy.

Standing on the sidelines in the middle of the night, he looked at me and then at Baohao, then raised the pointer in his hand.

"Then, the game—start!!"

Bakugo and I moved at the same time and rushed towards each other.The boy grinned excitedly, his eyes and smile gave off a villainous look.

Just thinking, like a hunter who can finally strike the prey he has been thinking about!

My hand quickly grasped Baohao's palm, the scorching temperature almost gave me the illusion that I was about to be burnt.Smoke was coming out of our hands, and I grabbed his hand and turned to close to his right shoulder near his arms.

The boy's body was slightly stiff, and his movements paused slightly.I grasped this slow second and slammed my elbow hard on his abdomen, Bakugou's body arched, and then was hit on the chin by the back of my raised hand.

The left hand that was not caught by me made a gesture to come over. I got under his right arm and clasped his arm to hold him down.

"...Are you a loach of the genus?!!"

Bakugo failed to catch me a few times, and the irritable green spasm came out of his head. I looked at the irritable boy and said seriously, "Who said, have you seen such a cute loach like me?"

"..."

Peng!

A huge explosion sounded, and when I saw a red light out of the corner of my eye, I let go of the boy's wrist.The scalding temperature swept over like waves, although the vitals were avoided, the clothes on his body were still damaged.

After all, it is my body that heals itself, not my clothes.

I think it’s not bad. Bakugo’s physical fitness is quite high in my understanding, at least his own learning ability is very obvious, and he is constantly getting stronger.

Wouldn't it be more fun to fight someone like that?

Thinking this way, I also showed excited eyes, and while suppressing Bakugo's ability, I competed with him in physical skills.

I wrapped around his body again, hooked his arms with my legs, flipped back and forth on his body, and finally wrapped around his neck, with my palms landing on the ground, I knocked Bakugo to the ground.

It looks simple, but the process is very difficult.

Only I know that from the very beginning when I touched him, Bakugo’s body would be stiff, but now I start to fight back as soon as I touch him. This adaptability and reaction are very fast.And there is also a difference in strength between me and him. If we meet head-to-head, we will definitely suffer losses, so we can only use the gravity of the body to knock down the opponent.

Bakugo's melee combat is perfect, but it looks brutal but it's hard to find a breakthrough point.And I just use the so-called 'vector control' to occasionally block the attack, and then I have to perform a wave of fluid physical skills.

All the surrounding sounds were blocked by me, I could only see and hear the sound of Bakugou.

The milk-blonde boy was pressing on me, pressing me with one hand to lift up his leg that was about to kick him, and with the other hand trying to bomb my head with an explosion.

I pressed his hand and gasped slightly, "Bakuho, are we classmates?"

"Huh?!" The boy stared at a pair of red eyes, and smiled viciously at me, "Just now you hit me hard!"

I nodded.

It looks like this.

I swiftly kicked Baohao in the head with the other foot. He was caught off guard, but quickly rolled on the ground and stood up.I also supported my waist, stood up straight and shook my head with him, "It's really merciless..."

Perhaps in Bao Hao's life dictionary, there is no such word as mercy.

I think this match is almost over, and if I continue to fight, my true strength will definitely be exposed, or I will really beat Bao Hao to see the healing girl.But both of these actions will cause me to be blamed by Aizawa Shouta.

Seeing the person who was about to rush forward to continue the fierce fight, I raised my hand.

"I surrender."

Bakugo's expression froze for a moment, but the rushing blast didn't stop.

A block of concrete was planted between us, and Bakugo probably hit it with an explosive roar.I supported my waist and watched Bauhao blast a gap from the middle of the cement with no expression on my face. He grabbed the gap and yelled at me with a ferocious expression, "What did you say?! Try to say it again!!"

Say it again?

I corrected my attitude and said very seriously, "I admit defeat."

"..."

"..."

Feeling Baohao's uncontrollable violent temper, and Bian watching like watching a movie at night, I silently added, "I hurt my waist, it hurts, it's very uncomfortable."

Of course, when I said these words, I was speaking to Bakugou.

Lumbar injuries are mild or not, serious or not.If it is not done well, it will also fall to the root of the disease.

Feeling that Bakugo was glaring at me viciously, he reluctantly accepted my surrender, and his unwilling appearance was like a child who didn't get candy.I came down from the field and met a boy with half white hair and red hair at the entrance of the passage. He was leaning against the wall in the shadows. When he saw me coming, he raised his head, stood up straight and took a few steps forward.

"Shiye, do you want to accompany you to the health room?"

I waved my hand and put it down with a smile, "No need, you're about to compete, aren't you?"

Hong Jiaodong looked at me suspiciously.

"I don't want to fight with Bao Hao, so I said I hurt my waist."

"why?"

"Because it's not interesting to continue." If it continues, I will definitely take it seriously.At that time, the problem of whether the shot is not light or heavy will be a big one. I have not forgotten what Aizawa Shouta said to me.

In order to prevent Hong Jiaodong from continuing to ask, I quickly changed the subject, "Are you going to fight Green Valley next?"

"Ah."

I habitually said cheers.The boy was silent for a moment, then nodded to me.

"I'm going to win no matter what."

Looking at such a resolute boy, I recalled the conversation I heard while hiding in the corner with Bakugou, and when I looked at those pair of heterochromatic pupils again, I even looked away with a guilty conscience.

Hong Jiaodong, who was about to play, looked at my waist worriedly, "Why don't I accompany you to the health room after I finish the fight?"

He seemed to simply think that I was trying to be brave.

"...Play the game well, I will go by myself."

Hearing that I would go to the health care room, Hong Jiaodong nodded immediately, his reassuring expression made my heart extremely complicated.

How could such a gentle child have such a cruel old father! ?

Andeva, who was in the auditorium, couldn't help but sneezed.