"Yo, Kaminari!!"
As Kaminari made his way back to the seating area, Tetsutetsu, who had been scanning the crowd for him, immediately waved him over with a grin and pointed to the seat he'd saved.
"Hey, I saved you a front-row seat!"
"Nice. I'm looking forward to the next match… it's Bakugo's turn," Kaminari replied, nodding at Kyoka, Momo, and the others as he took his seat beside Tetsutetsu. He looked around, wondering to himself, "Has Bakugo already gone down to the field?"
"Yep," Kirishima answered from the row behind him, his curiosity piqued. "By the way, does anyone here know what kind of Quirk that Shiozaki girl from Class B has?"
Ashido, Asui, and the others exchanged blank glances and then collectively shook their heads. Just then, Monoma from Class B popped his head out from behind the nearby wall, smirking.
"Honestly, you Class A guys are so arrogant. You don't even know your opponent's Quirk, huh? Just because you've fought some villains, you think you're untouchable."
"Uh…"
The Class B rep, Kendou Itsuka, quickly appeared and, clearly exasperated, dragged Monoma back with an apologetic smile.
"Sorry about that, everyone." Then she glanced toward the field, where Shiozaki was emerging from the dark tunnel. "But… just so you know, she's really strong. Don't underestimate her."
"Maybe," Kaminari murmured, his gaze shifting to Bakugo's intense expression on the other side of the stadium. "But the real fireworks are probably coming up."
The match began with cheers from the crowd and the energetic commentary of Present Mic. Bakugo strode onto the concrete arena, glancing up at the stands. For a moment, his gaze lingered on Kaminari and Todoroki. Their recent performances flashed through his mind—a swift, overwhelming victory from Kaminari, and Todoroki's near-effortless power.
He clenched his fists, seething with frustration. He was determined to make his mark here, to win in a way that would leave no doubt about who was the strongest.
"I'm not losing to them. I'm the strongest in Class A!"
Present Mic's voice echoed across the stadium once more, and the crowd's excitement swelled at Bakugo's presence. They hadn't forgotten his explosive prowess during the cavalry battle.
"Man, I hope he does that move again!"
"Yeah, that massive blast was epic!"
"Not likely. He's up against a girl this time, no way he'd go all-out like that."
"True, he acts hot-headed, but he's still here to be a Hero, right?"
"Yeah, that 'Howitzer' move… only someone like Kaminari Denki or Shoto Todoroki could handle that kind of power."
"No, Midoriya's pretty strong too! Did you see the punch he threw in the first round?"
The chatter quieted as Present Mic announced the start of the match, and all eyes turned back to the field.
If you want to make a statement… then go all out…
Bakugo's gaze hardened as he stared down Shiozaki, whose calm demeanor radiated an almost saintly aura. His expression twisted into a fierce snarl.
"Go full throttle and crush the opponent!"
BOOM!
Without a second's hesitation, Bakugo leaped into the air, using his explosions to propel himself upward. Then, with a series of rapid blasts to his left and right, he spun himself into a high-speed rotation, closing in on Shiozaki like a spiraling inferno.
To the crowd, it seemed as if Bakugo had disappeared, replaced by a horizontal whirlwind of flames and smoke.
"Explosive Tornado…?" Kaminari muttered, wide-eyed as he watched the spectacle. Is it really possible to push a Quirk like this?
Using the explosive recoil to stabilize himself mid-spin while generating a high-temperature whirlwind, it was a remarkable display of precision and power.
"Is he really calculating all of this, or… is it just pure instinct?" Kaminari wondered, impressed.
His own fighting style relied on precise, micro-level control of his electricity, while Todoroki could unleash overwhelming power thanks to his Quirk's natural affinity. But Bakugo… he was a mix of both. His aggressive nature and innate combat instincts allowed him to wield his explosions with devastating effect.
Bakugo's move left the students of Class B visibly uneasy. His technique radiated danger, and it was clear he wouldn't hold back.
"Come on, Shiozaki! Block him!"
"Stop that maniac with your vines!"
On the field, Shiozaki turned to face Bakugo's incoming attack. She spread her arms, her green hair rooting into the ground and sprouting into a forest of thorned vines that surged forward to intercept him.
The scene resembled Todoroki's earlier "Ice Barrage," though on a smaller scale. But even so, Shiozaki's vines quickly filled the entire concrete arena.
Yet, to her shock, her wall of vines couldn't withstand Bakugo's spinning assault. Every time her vines approached him, they were blasted apart by the shockwaves from his explosions or scorched by the searing heat.
"A natural counter…"
From the commentary booth, Aizawa-sensei narrowed his eyes, analyzing the scene.
"Bakugo's Quirk generates intense heat and pressure, making it a natural threat to plant-based Quirks. Combined with his greater physical power, Shiozaki doesn't stand much chance in a head-on clash."
"Thunder Idiot… Half-and-Half…" Bakugo seethed in his mind, the faces of Kaminari and Todoroki flashing before him. "Watch closely… this is me, going beyond my limits!"
I will never be weaker than you!
"No way in hell!!!"
With a final, defiant shout, Bakugo unleashed the full force of his right hand in a blinding burst, charging it to the max as he smashed into Shiozaki's vine barrier.
"Howitzer… SUPER BLAST!!"
BOOM!!!!!
The explosion was so intense that the concrete floor vanished beneath a cloud of black smoke and debris. A scorching wave of hot air swept through the arena, leaving the entire audience stunned.
People struggled to breathe, the sheer pressure from the blast leaving them momentarily gasping for air. Hats, loose items, and anything not held down were blown skyward in the aftermath.
It took nearly ten seconds for the explosion's shockwave to subside. When the smoke finally cleared, Bakugo stood alone in the center of a massive crater, his right arm hanging limply from the strain.
The concrete around him was completely scorched, revealing the raw earth beneath. The once-flat arena was now a scene of utter devastation.
"Wha… Where's Shiozaki?"
"No way! That was way too much!"
"Yeah, to go that hard against a girl… does he really want to be a Hero?"
"Is he trying to kill Shiozaki?" Monoma shouted furiously from the Class B section. For the first time, his dislike of Bakugo was genuine and intense.
In the audience, some began muttering complaints, while online chatrooms flooded with angry comments. But this time, Aizawa-sensei didn't step in to calm things down. Even he had to admit that Bakugo might have gone too far.
Though it was respectable to treat one's opponent seriously, Bakugo's attack had clearly exceeded the bounds of a simple competition.
This was an explosion beyond his usual limits, one that could have been lethal if Shiozaki had been caught in it.
However, Bakugo seemed unfazed by the criticism. His focus remained solely on Kaminari and Todoroki, who watched him from the stands.
I will be the one to surpass All Might and become the strongest Hero!
Meanwhile, Aizawa-sensei spotted Shiozaki safely standing at the edge of the arena, with Class B's homeroom teacher beside her.
"Thankfully… we took precautions."
At the last second, the Class B teacher, Vlad King, had used his Quirk, manipulating his own blood to form a rope and pull Shiozaki to safety. He had even created a blood-red shield to absorb any remaining impact from Bakugo's blast.
Aizawa sighed, realizing the intensity of the matches had escalated beyond anyone's expectations.
"I'll need to supervise Kaminari and Todoroki's next fight myself… or better yet… maybe All Might should keep an eye on them too."
With that thought, Aizawa rose from his seat and quietly headed for the door. Present Mic noticed and called after him, surprised.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"To find the principal."
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"Tetsutetsu, Kirishima, after seeing Bakugo's move just now, do you think your Quirks could handle it?" Kaminari asked quietly, watching Bakugo as he stubbornly declined assistance from the transport robot, supporting his exhausted body and slowly making his way into the corridor.
Both Tetsutetsu and Kirishima fell silent.
While their Quirks provided them with strong defensive capabilities, it didn't mean they were invincible. If they exceeded their Quirks' limits, they could still be injured… or worse.
"You don't think you could take it, right?" Kaminari continued, addressing the unspoken realization of the Class 1-A students around him. "Then maybe it's time to think about how you'd deal with attacks of that magnitude."
Tetsutetsu and Kirishima exchanged glances. After a moment, Kirishima flashed a determined grin, instinctively reaching up to touch his dyed red hair.
"For me, there's only one path forward," Kirishima declared confidently. "And that's to keep pushing my 'hardening' to new heights. I'm committed to this route!"
"Just like my idol, the 'Hardened Hero' Crimson Riot!"
"If I'm not tough enough, then I'll make myself tougher—tough enough to withstand anything that comes my way!"
He turned to look at Tetsutetsu, who usually shared his goals and ideals. "That's the same for you, right?"
Tetsutetsu remained silent. If he'd been asked this question earlier, his answer would have been identical to Kirishima's.
But after spending time with Kaminari and being mentored by Daimon-sensei, his perspective had started to shift. He was no longer focused solely on pure "strength" and "defense."
Now, he was thinking more about "technique" and "versatility."
"Hey, Tetsutetsu!" Kirishima raised his voice, surprised by his friend's hesitation. "Didn't you tell me once that you wanted to compete with me for the title of the strongest 'hardcore' Hero in the future?"
At first, Tetsutetsu's challenge had bothered Kirishima. But over time, he'd come to appreciate having a rival, someone else with the same goals and convictions.
Yet now, Tetsutetsu was hesitating.
What did that mean? Had he given up on the path of being "hardcore"?
If that was the case, then Kirishima couldn't help but feel disappointed.
"I'm telling you, Tetsutetsu… to be the strongest 'hardcore' Hero, you have to have the toughest defenses. That's the only way."
Tetsutetsu's gaze grew resolute as he stood up, meeting Kirishima's intense stare. "Being the strongest 'hardcore' Hero doesn't mean having the hardest Quirk. It's about overall strength."
Kirishima's face twisted in frustration, veins bulging on his neck. He grabbed Tetsutetsu by the collar, his grip reinforced by his Quirk.
"What's the point of being a 'hardcore Hero' without being the hardest there is?"
"Remember this," Kirishima said, voice thick with conviction. "No matter what your Quirk is, if you're taking the hardcore path, there's only one way forward: make yourself harder and harder!"
"That's the way Crimson Riot proved it!"
Bang! Crack!
With his body steeled by his Quirk, Tetsutetsu gripped Kirishima's hand firmly, prying it off his collar as he held his ground.
"I'm going to walk my own path, Kirishima—not Crimson Riot's!"
With that, he released Kirishima and turned, striding towards the exit. Their next match was about to begin.
"Come on. I'll show you what my path looks like!"
Clang!
Kirishima, usually easygoing, was clearly unwilling to back down when it came to this kind of principle. To him, the path of being "hardcore" was something sacred, not something you could just redefine on a whim.
He clenched his fists so tightly that the sound of metal clashing reverberated, and he followed Tetsutetsu toward the arena, his furious expression drawing worried glances from their classmates.
"Kirishima…" Ashido called after him, but he cut her off sharply.
"There's only one 'hardcore path'!"
"He can go his own way if he wants, but he doesn't get to call it 'hardcore.' The term 'hardcore' can only be used to describe the path Crimson Riot paved!"
With that, he strode toward his designated entry corridor, his focus intense.
"Kaminari, do you think they'll be alright?" Kyoka asked, her voice laced with concern.
"Yeah, they looked like they were really going at it…" Momo added, worry clear on her face.
Kaminari gave a reassuring nod. "Don't worry, there will be three teachers watching over them during the match."
Then he looked toward the field, his own excitement building.
This… this is what you'd call a true battle of convictions.
Between the two of them, Kaminari found himself more in agreement with Tetsutetsu. Taking a more versatile approach seemed more realistic to him than focusing everything on just durability.
But what exactly is Tetsutetsu's 'method'? he wondered, intrigued.
By now, the cement stadium, recently destroyed by Bakugo's battle, had been restored to pristine condition by the school's Cementoss-sensei. At the same time, Present Mic's booming voice filled the air once more.
"The eighth match of the first round—a showdown between two Quirks of raw, unstoppable power!"
On the big screen, both competitors' images appeared side-by-side, striking similar poses, which made the crowd chuckle.
"Representing the unbreakable spirit of steel! It's Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu!"
"And facing him, embodying the will of unyielding rock! It's Kirishima Eijiro!"
But despite Present Mic's enthusiastic introductions, neither Tetsutetsu nor Kirishima responded. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm waiting to break.
Kirishima's gaze was full of defiance, while Tetsutetsu's eyes remained calm and determined.
"Begin!"
BOOM!
"You need to show some respect for the 'hardcore path' and Crimson Riot!" Kirishima shouted, his arms hardened, as he charged forward, fury fueling his movements.
Bam!
With his entire body transformed into steel, Tetsutetsu charged forward without hesitation, meeting Kirishima's attack head-on.
"Of course I respect him! But my choice is still the right one!"
Under the watchful eyes of 120,000 spectators, these two determined young men, each driven by their own beliefs, roared and clashed in the center of the ring!
BOOM!
Their fists, one hardened to stone and the other gleaming like polished metal, collided with a force that sparked and crackled in the air.
"Their strength is perfectly matched!" Present Mic exclaimed into his microphone, his excitement radiating through the stadium. The crowd erupted into cheers, thrilled by the sheer intensity of the match.
As soon as their fists separated, Kirishima, still fuming, swung again, driving his hardened fist forward.
"What's this 'method' you keep talking about? Isn't this the real 'hardcore path'?"
"Then I'll show you what I mean by my path!" Tetsutetsu shot back, his stance shifting as he readied himself.
He took up a judo stance, watching as Kirishima charged in recklessly. Just as Kirishima closed the distance to less than two meters, Tetsutetsu made his move.
Sliding his right foot into position inside Kirishima's right leg, Tetsutetsu turned his body, ducking under Kirishima's punch. Using his right hand, he grabbed Kirishima under his left arm and leaned into him, using Kirishima's momentum against him.
Then, with a twist of his hips, Tetsutetsu hurled Kirishima high into the air, slamming him down onto the concrete floor.
CRASH!
As Kirishima's hardened back struck the ground, the arena floor shattered beneath him, splintering like it was made of brittle tiles.
Tetsutetsu exhaled a steadying breath, looking down at the stunned Kirishima.
"To be the strongest, you need more than just toughness. You need to combine 'technique,' 'strength,' and 'durability' into one."
"I might not have the hardest Quirk, but I'll be the strongest in history!"
"Kirishima, remember this—I'm following the path of the 'unbreakable,' not just the 'hardest'!"
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