Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Whole Audience Targeted, Even My Teammates Didn't Let Me Go?
"There are too many people in everyone!"
Midoriya Izuku stammered nervously.
"That's what you're looking forward to!"
With the appearance of Class A, Bresant began his passionate commentary again.
"This group of miracle novas who have been attacked by the enemy, but have survived with an iron will!"
"It's the 1st year class A of the hero department, that's right?!!!"
"Oh!!!!"
The audience cheered like never before.
"Holding us up high, I feel a little nervous."
"yes, Banghao."
Ryujiro Kirishima looked at the cheering audience and couldn't help but say.
"Nervous? I just want to go on a killing spree right now. ”
Bang Hao Shengji's face was hideous, and it seemed that he was telling the truth.
Erina nervously looked at the two people next to her, just now she couldn't help but shout loudly with the audience, and then remembered that there were two acquaintances next to her.
She saw that the two of them were looking intently at the field, and she breathed a sigh of relief and continued to look at the field.
Ah, it's so troublesome, let's pretend I don't know. ’
I'm here to get out of trouble, but I don't want to make trouble for myself. ’
Qi Mu Nanxiong looked intently ahead, as if he didn't know anything.
"Although the next class is a little less popular, it has also gathered a group of powerful factions!"
"Hero Section, 1st Year Class B!"
"Immediately followed by classes C, D, and E of general subjects!"
"Support Division F, G, H classes are also here!"
"Then there's the Business Administration Division I, J, K classes!"
After Class A, the cheers on the field were much quieter, and there were even some sparse voices in the back.
Originally, the competition in the first grade was the least concerned by the public, because of the lack of strength and experience, the intensity of the competition was far less than that of the second and third grades.
It's just that because of the USJ attack some time ago, the public's attention to the hero class A has greatly increased, so there will be such a full house this year.
At the end of the day, most people just want to see the performance of the miracle of the 1st year class A that survived the hero's attack.
Then again, the order of this class is too arbitrary!
Even I, J, AND K are all lined up, giving people the feeling of a trash class.
Isn't it good to rank each subject according to A, B, and C?
"We're just a foil."
"It's boring."
Several people in the general department complained.
The purple-haired black circle standing at the front of the general department had a very calm expression, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Contestant oath!"
Midnight was dressed in her battle uniform and stood on the podium with a whip in her hand, and the scene suddenly became strange.
As a well-known hero of the Eighteen Bans, her appearance was discussed throughout the venue.
"Cool!"
"As a teacher, it's really ...... to dress like this"
"Great!"
Tony looked at Midnight and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
'No, I guess it's terrible to dress like this as a teacher, right?' ’
Qi Mu Nanxiong couldn't help but complain.
"No, no, no, kid Qimu, after all, you're still a child, so you don't understand."
Tony stopped Saiki Kusuo's shoulder, ready to speak.
"Dirty teacher, dirty uncle!"
"Can you watch the game carefully?"
Erina's cold voice came, and her expression was a little cold.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you're still underage."
"Ha, speaking of which, I really want to see the expression on the face of the Holy One, I guess he must be shy."
Tony apologized indifferently and said playfully.
"Saint Yijun is not that kind of person!"
Erina couldn't help but retort.
"Okay, of course Seiichi won't be that kind of person, but Erina's little girl doesn't seem to be the kind of person I imagined."
Tony smiled and said meaningfully.
Erina felt speechless, snorted and turned her head to stop talking.
It doesn't look like this little girl has just met the Holy One, but it seems to be a little interesting now.
Tony thought playfully.
"Silence!"
Midnight Teacher waved the whip in his hand.
"Player Representative, 1-A, Holy One!"
Seiichi walked out of the crowd with a smile and stood on the stage.
"It turns out that the representative of the contestant is Shengyi!"
"That's a matter of course, after all, you entered with such an exaggerated score!"
"Cut, that bastard!"
Everyone in Class A whispered, and Bang Hao Shengji was as disdainful as ever.
The people in the other classes looked at this indignantly, but they didn't say anything.
Indeed, the exaggerated strength represented behind Shengyi's exaggerated score was enough to shut everyone up.
"Take the oath!"
Shengyi spoke, and everyone quieted down and looked at Shengyi.
"I hope everyone will work hard to play their strength and try to catch up."
"The most important thing is not to be discouraged by strength, above."
After speaking, Shengyi quietly walked off the podium.
"This speech feels a little unremarkable, not quite like Shengyi's usual style."
"yes, I always feel a little disobedient?"
Class A whispered.
"Unremarkable?"
"It's already too arrogant, that glowing bastard!"
Bang Hao said with a cruel smile.
"What do you mean?"
Everyone heard Banghao's speech that was different from everyone else's, and they all turned their heads to look at him.
But Banghao put his hands in his pockets, obviously not meaning to answer.
"The most important thing is not to be discouraged by strength."
"Although this sentence is not interesting, but considering his own strength, what he really wants to say should be 'the most important thing is not to be discouraged by my strength'."
"It's really a very arrogant statement."
Bang Jiao Leng stood up and explained.
"Alright, let's get started!"
Without any buffer time, midnight directly announced the start of the game.
"The first project is the so-called pre-audition, and every year a large number of students leave the stage with hatred."
"Well, the fateful first project."
A projection screen appears, and options begin to jump rapidly.
"This year is ...... Obstacle Race! ”
"All students from a total of 11 classes will participate in this race......"
With a midnight explanation of the rules, the staff on the course took the students to the start of the track.
“...... Our school has always been about freedom, which means that as long as you are on the track, you can use any means to complete the race! ”
When everyone is fully on the track, the order is given at midnight.
"Let's go!"
The track doors opened, and students flocked in.
"Let's go to the live commentary, Are you ready, Aizawa Xiaotai!"
The voice switches to Bresant in the commentary room.
"Straight to the point, Aizawa, what do you think is the highlight of the prologue?!"
"It's now."
"Bang!"
As soon as Aizawa's words fell, a big explosion occurred at the door!
"Hey, Bang classmate, Bang Hao classmate, there's no need to target me like this, right?"
The smoke cleared, and Shengyi said helplessly as he looked at the two people standing in front of him.
"What's going on?! The classmates in Class A actually killed each other! What a surprise! ”
Bresant exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"But while banging classmates killing each other, they also trapped the others behind them, and their control of personality is very perfect!"
"The choice of those two people is very correct."
"If you don't stop Shengyi in the first place, there will be no suspense in this game."
Aizawa explained lightly.
"Let you unleash your personality as if no one else is around, are you a fool for me, a bastard?!"
Sparks flew in his hands, and the holy one, who was staring closely, was ready to attack at any time.
"If you leave it alone, there will be no suspense in this game."
The surrounding area has condensed into ice, and his attitude is also very resolute.
"Well, it seems that there is no need to talk about it, right?"
Shengyi spread his hands and said helplessly.
"Then, come on!"