Chương 45: Chapter 43 Sand Shield
All Might stood in front of the monitor, frowning as he watched the scene unfold.
"I'm not sure, Sensei," Iida said, his tone laced with confusion. "They reached the simulated nuclear weapon, exchanged a few words, and then started fighting."
All Might studied the screen carefully, his expression a mix of curiosity and contemplation. For a moment, he considered intervening, but then he paused, something clicking in his mind.
"Let them continue," he finally said after several moments of silence.
"What?" the students exclaimed in unison, their faces reflecting their disbelief.
"Sensei, doesn't this give the Hero team an unfair advantage?" Iida asked, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.
"Perhaps it's a trap," Yaoyorozu chimed in thoughtfully.
"A trap?"
The students exchanged glances, Yaoyorozu's words sparking their imaginations.
"If Bakugo and Akira are fighting, it might just be a ruse to lower the Hero team's guard," Iida speculated, his voice filled with realization.
"It's possible," Yaoyorozu agreed. "If that's the case, this villain team is not only physically powerful but also incredibly strategic."
"The Hero team is at a real disadvantage!" Jiro muttered, her tone filled with worry.
Mineta, on the other hand, shuddered. "Thank goodness I didn't face those two. I'd probably be tricked and destroyed in no time!"
All Might's smile widened slightly as he listened to their theories. "This is perfect," he said under his breath. "Reality is unpredictable, full of surprises. It's a valuable opportunity for Midoriya and his team. Whether this is a ploy or genuine infighting, it's a test of their adaptability."
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On the battlefield…
Bakugo launched a fiery punch at Akira, the air around him crackling with energy. Akira didn't flinch, merely raising his hand. A wall of sand materialized instantly, absorbing the attack with ease.
"Boom!"
Bakugo leaped back as the sand dissipated into black smoke, his sharp eyes narrowing. "You've got some tricks, huh?"
Akira's lips curved into a faint smile. "You tell me. Don't you know more about me than I do?"
"Tch! Don't get cocky. Once I'm done with you, I'll finish off those two weaklings too," Bakugo growled, sparks dancing around his palms.
"In that case," Akira said calmly, "you'll have no chance."
"Is that so?!" Bakugo's explosive confidence flared as he surged forward, flames bursting from his hands. The space between them seemed to ignite as he unleashed another powerful blast.
"BOOM!"
When the smoke cleared, Akira stood unharmed, his sand shield intact. Bakugo clenched his fists, his frustration mounting. "When did that sand even appear?"
Akira raised an eyebrow, his tone indifferent. "You're too slow to notice."
Growling, Bakugo charged again, aiming a high kick at Akira's head. Just as his foot was about to land, another sand wall rose to block the attack. The force sent shockwaves rippling through the room, but Akira didn't budge.
"Damn it!" Bakugo cursed, twisting in midair to deliver a second kick. But before it could connect, the sand shield expanded, enveloping Akira in a sphere of defense.
Another loud "POP!" echoed as Bakugo's foot struck the sand barrier, sending him flipping backward to create some distance.
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Backstage…
The students watched the fight with bated breath.
"Bakugo is relentless!" Kaminari exclaimed.
"But Akira's defense is impenetrable," Jiro observed, her voice tinged with awe.
"As expected of someone All Might personally praised. Akira is on another level," Iida remarked, adjusting his glasses.
"Apprentice?" All Might chuckled awkwardly. The title still felt strange, given that Akira hadn't explicitly accepted him as a mentor. Nevertheless, he felt a swell of pride watching the young man's performance.
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On the field…
"You're tough," Bakugo admitted, his lips curling into a sharp grin.
Akira met his gaze, his voice steady. "With your current strength, you can't break my absolute defense."
The sand shield surrounding Akira wasn't something he consciously controlled—it was an automatic response, a manifestation of his Quirk's instinct to protect its wielder. The shield's resilience would only grow stronger as Akira's mastery of his power increased.
"You think you're untouchable? Let's see how long that defense lasts!" Bakugo shouted, launching himself forward once more, flames igniting in both palms.
The battle was far from over.
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