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There was a strange silence, and the source of this strange atmosphere was the two people who were facing each other from a distance across the classroom.

"What should I say..." Kishima's nerves ignored the solidified atmosphere, scratched his head and expressed his opinion with a particularly accurate intuition:

"I don't know why, it does seem a bit like...but it feels different?"

"..." Aizawa Kota said he understood.

Both students' eyes were full of murderous intent, but in fact they were all afraid of being afraid of talking when they saw strangers. However, the king's number of paragraphs was a little higher. He would not be so nervous that he could not speak, he would only be nervous and rude... This seemed a little worse?

And after getting to know each other, this guy was completely let go, and even hesitated to Bakugou...

"Cough", Aizawa Shita's eyes were empty, he clenched his fist and put it beside his mouth to cough, "Anyway, you can introduce yourself first--"

He couldn't help but interrupt the affectionate look of the two students:

“…just from the Tianzin muscle!

"!"

Tian Xiefang's injury to the Huiyan Warriors are forced to resist the flies

Class A: Wow, the oppressive feeling of this look...it's more similar!!!

"...No." The fierce eyes of God thank you, the burden of the body, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh, the flesh,

Everyone in Class A suddenly began to become loving.

"My brain is blank, so uncomfortable...I want to go home!" God thanks to Class 2, Class 2, Song Hui, Song Hui, Yun, Prize

Everyone in Class A: It's really similar...

Everyone couldn't help but go to see another social terror sitting obediently in the last row of the classroom.

King: "…"

King: "Don't look at me! I'm not that level, right?! I can still speak normally!!!"

Class A: "Yes, you will say something very hateful in all senses."

King: "..." I'm going to make a fuss! I'm going to make a fuss!!

So the next second, the wrinkled king stretched out his long legs, pushed the sole of his shoes on the floor, and took the chair with a 180-degree stroke. He sat on the chair and began to face the wall - he became autistic.

Class A:...I really do the same.

The eyes of passing millions and volatility gradually became loving.

...It does seem.

"Look, this is called a flea heart." The fluctuating snail curl happily commented: "It's strange, right? They are obviously humans, it's incredible!"

"He is a flea, God thanks for punishing people. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a swelling. The emperor is a s

"We were entrusted to explain the off-campus activities to everyone, but the opinions of the students are..."

Passing Million raised his arms and made a gesture of cheering and working hard:

"--You guys come and fight me together!"

"Oh?!!" xn

"Hmph." Facing the autistic No. 2, another social fear, reacted, he stretched out his legs and kicked the floor again, and turned back with the person and the chair, with his expression eager to try.

Humph, you guys just wait and see the handsome guys who are super stylish!

―――

"Oh?! Why can't I get on!"

I am so disappointed! I am so wronged!

I asked Teacher Aizawa with great grievance: "Why are the only ones who stand aside and watch?"

Teacher Aizawa glanced at me casually:

"Shut up, look at it carefully, think about it."

I:"……"

Me: "Oh."

Then I watched a game of how the senior beat me and how he picked me up.

"..." As I looked at it, I pinched my chin and seemed to understand.

"Teacher Aizawa, you don't let me play... It's purely because my new form has restraint and passes on the personalities of millions of seniors, right?"

Li Bai's three small displacements and two invincible ones are to some extent restraining most of his abilities, and he can not be restrained... probably only pure defense is there.

"That's right." Teacher Aizawa looked at the messy classmates and continued to speak in a tone of high salt content in Gujing Wubo, as if he had no feeling at all when he saw the students being abused.

"Your personality is the most versatile I have ever seen. It's like a finished product that has gathered all the advantages of personality, especially the form of sword--"

Teacher Aizawa looked down at me with an unknown meaning:

"If you have Midoriya or Bakugo's brain, it's perfect."

I:"???"

What does it mean if I have Midoriya or Bakugou's brain? Do you mean I'm stupid?!!!

It seemed that I understood my expression, and Teacher Aizawa spoke again.

"It's not that you're stupid."

He paused and continued:

"--but you are not brainless at all."

“???”

―――

"Hey, boom."

After watching his student being abused for a while, he whispered to one of the members of Class A without using his brain. Aizawa Kata finally noticed that there was a student with red and white hair standing beside him.

"Don't you go up and try it?"

You can't just think you can't go up even when you see your brother not going up? Oh no, if it's a bomb, it seems that it's really possible-

"..." Bo Jiaoye looked at his teacher with a blank expression, and his tone seemed very cold but actually said sincerely:

“I haven’t obtained a temporary license.”

"..." Sorry, he thought you too white.

"The one who passes a million means that the person who has obtained a license is fighting him..." Aizawa Katsuta pondered for a moment, "Then why would you rather compete with the person who has obtained a temporary license?"

"You two don't have to watch it."

Both students with red and white hair were stunned at the same time.

I have to say that although I can't tell that the two brothers look different except for their hair, when they are confused or confused, the expressions of the two brothers are exactly the same -

Aizawa Katsuta repeated it.

"How about you guys compete?"

―――

The battle between Pass Million and Class A was over. All the students in Class A who had been on the field covered their stomachs with a heavy punch and left the center of the field. At this moment, two recognized strong men in Class A passed by them and walked face to the center of the training ground face to face.

"Boom... and the king?" Kishima looked out of his face: "Do they want to fight?"

If it were both of them...

Midoriya took a few steps closer and looked at the two red and white-haired classmates who were looking at each other seriously.

Needless to say, Hongjun's strength is still the case. The winner and loser of this competition should all depend on Wangzhejun's personality.

King of King's personality has always changed a lot and is elusive, but without exception, they are particularly useful and powerful. The only weakness is probably that they cannot be able to continuously activate their ability.

I don't know if there is a word called cooling CD Midoriya thinking like this.

I don’t know if Wangzhejun’s personality has changed again. In his competition with Hongjun… it’s hard to say who wins and who loses.

With this idea in mind, Midoriya stared at the venue and showed a meditative expression, and then his expression became astonished.

"Can you teleport?!"

―――

In the venue, the white-haired young man wearing a costume similar to the vampire hunter fan in the movie and wearing a blue-purple cowboy hat instantly moved to another position, leaving a afterimage on the spot, avoiding the spreading ice edges.

The ice edges, which were in the cold air, decisively turned around and followed, and a scorching line of fire blocked the white-haired youth's retreat.

Surrounded by two sides!

"oh?"

The white-haired young man who looked like a vampire hunter spoke up with interest -

Immediately afterwards, I took the place where I stood as the center of the circle, and suddenly drew a circle with my body as the pen, leaving behind a few silhouettes passing by this point, and suddenly appeared at the position of the afterimage at the beginning.

"Haha--" The white-haired young man seemed to be drunk, and wandered around like he was not standing firmly. He took off a container that looked like a military kettle and a gasoline tank from behind his waist, and started to t ton on the spot:

"I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk-"
Chapter completed!