Banghao's body was constantly slowed down in the low air, and his back fell downward.

A few people on the island inexplicably looked at the angry Banghao and listened to what he said, and his originally tight face suddenly couldn't maintain his broken skills, and he was instantly controlled by his personality.

Because of the relatively high height before, coupled with the roar in the palms of the exploding man on the field, few people heard what Xincao said.

I only saw a few words in my heart and got the explosion down, and the fear in my heart was even worse!

As the Kirishima group rushed towards the crash route, Mr. Midnight stood under the big screen and shook his whip.

Mr. Mike leaned up on the commentary platform: "The time is coming soon, start the countdown!" ”

“10！ 9！ 8！ 7！ 6！ 5！ 4！ 3！ 2！ 1！ ”

Accompanied by the countdown sound of the audience on the field, Mr. Mike put his hands around his lips: "It's time!! "The sound continues to spread everywhere on the field!

Originally, Selu's tape shot towards the sky, and it had already wrapped around Banghao's body a few times, but as time came to this shout, Selu's hand shook, and the tape was unstable and shook out Banghao, who had slowed down and fallen.

Smack! With a bang, Banghao fell to the ground, and his head was still a little chaotic for a while.

"Second project! The end of the horse battle!! Accompanied by the cheers of the audience on the field, Mr. Mike's noise-level voice resounded throughout the audience, and the chaotic head of the explosive man was finally awakened by a few key words.

"It's over?" Looking at Che Dao who was walking towards him in front of him a little distracted, Banghao asked.

"Ah, Banghao, it's over, we're still promoted after all."

Looking at Blasto's face with a little caution, Kirishima finally didn't say the second comforting words.

"It's actually not a shame to lose to the eighth class leader...... but the explosion who knew about it must still be angry, and Kirishima was still very intimate and didn't mention this matter.

"That's it! Ladies and gentlemen! After an intense and exciting competition, the top four finishers in the horse race were able to enter our next round! ”

"Because the students in this year's group are more confident, our top four only produced 14 finalists."

"They are—"

"A mixed team from the Hero Division and the General Division - the Eighth Junior Squad!"

"With 10 million points firmly in their hands, they also won two headscarves and laid an unbreakable victory!"

"The second place is the Boom Squad who showed their teamwork ability on the field!"

"They also have good points for the representative team of the police station continuously, and they have become the strongest squad under 10 million under the double superposition!"

"The third place is the Izuku squad that showed us super mobility ability!"

"Relying on the tacit cooperation between the three of them, as well as the double strong body of the rider and the horse's legs, they can barely float in the air under the gravity-free personality on the rampage on the field, which really makes us shine!"

"And the last team to advance is the Boom Squad!"

"The team that was a strong favourite lost due to the wrong decision, but we still believe that they can get a good result in the next competition."

"Let's congratulate the fourteen teenagers who made the cut! Rejoice! This is the moment when the hero of the future is born! Mr. Mike's hoarse commentary won unanimous praise from the audience.

"Alright, now let's move on to our one-hour or so lunch break, and then we'll have the afternoon game!"

"I'll see you later!"

Mike, who was enthusiastically speaking at the commentary stage, left the microphone, cleared his throat, shrugged his shoulders at Aizawa, who looked like he was about to fall asleep, and said, "Hey, Eraser Head, let's go to dinner together." ”

"I'm going to sleep......"

......

After the end, the students were either unwilling, or confused, or gathered in groups to discuss and be excited.

On the edge of the playground, however, the atmosphere is more dreary.

Fifteen people stood in place with their heads hung down, until Bai Luo raised his voice and shouted, "The chief is here!" ”

Hurriedly raising their heads, they looked at Chu Hachi, who was walking expressionlessly, trying to find any possible disappointment on Chu Hachi's face.

With his hands behind his back, Chu Hachi's feet stood slightly apart, and he suddenly smiled after bowing his head.

"Very good."

Compared to the personality students who need to put a little pressure to move forward, these personalities are simply not enough to make it to the hero level Operators are deeply aware of the gap between them and those people.

So at such times, what should be done is a kind of encouragement.

"To be honest, my expectation for you is to qualify for a few team leaders in the obstacle race, and there is still a gap in the physical fitness of the others, I just hope that you will not lose to those ordinary students." With some relief in his eyes, the eighth year of junior high school is actually very satisfied with this result.

After all, they haven't let their bodies get transformed from the extreme sublimation, and they have trained their armed color domineering from the most earthy methods, and they can hold on until the end of the horse battle, which has already made the eighth year of junior high school very impressive.

"Horseback riding is not only a rigid requirement for personality, but also a bias for teamwork and staffing."

"You did show excellent teamwork, but even if you are united, you still can't escape the end of being crushed by high-intensity personality, how to solve this problem, you know, I also believe that you will gain something, now go take a break, continue training in the afternoon!"

The smile on Chu Hachi's face was closed: "All of them!" Bring it back! ”

......

In an inconspicuous corridor on the periphery of the stadium, the seriousness on Hon's face was enough to make the opposite Izuku feel uneasy.

"You're looking for me...... What's up? ”

Bang leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets, and his lips moved slightly: "......"

This conversation between men spread far and wide with the shredded wind...... Far away......

......

"Ah...... A student with 10 million points, ......" accompanied by the sound of buckling and cording, gray-white fingers crossed his neck, and the dead handle Mu Yi looked deep.

The TV set behind him slowly lit up, and a voice that seemed to come from an oxygen mask said: "The police did make some agreements with the student, but the specific content of the agreement is too high a level of secrecy for us to know." ”

"Then how about we arrange the next event at the police station?" A strange smile spread across Deathhandle's face, and it looked like it would make people feel panicked.

"Oh? Do you have any plans? "It's like a voice with an oxygen mask that shows interest.

The smile on Brother Hang's face became more and more strange, and the frequency of finger scratching became faster and faster: "Is he the team he leads?" Are you sure to defeat it with one blow? The answer is definitely ......"

"Inevitably." The being who came out of the oxygen mask laughed dullly twice: "Then go and prepare, announce your arrival to the whole world......"