another union academy: From Weakest To Strongest

chapter 31

Operation calming the storm part 7

As I launched my attack at Hawks, the air crackled with tension, and the clash of our powers reverberated throughout the courtyard. With a swift and powerful blow, I sent him hurtling through the air, his body crashing into the ground with a resounding thud.

But before I could savor my victory, I found myself surrounded by a barrage of attacks from the other heroes. Metal Knight unleashed a volley of missiles, while Aizawa attempted to immobilize me with his Erasure Quirk I don't have quirk you pedophile

I deftly dodged and countered their assaults, my movements fueled by adrenaline and determination.

In the midst of the chaos, I caught sight of Nezu and Ozpin, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. They were orchestrating the battle from the sidelines, strategizing and coordinating the heroes' efforts to bring me down.

But I was not about to go down without a fight. With each strike, each evasion, I felt a surge of power coursing through me, pushing me to new heights of strength and agility. I fought with everything I had, unleashing the full extent of my abilities to keep the heroes at bay.

As Fat Gum and Best Jeanist charged at me, I anticipated their moves with ease, my reflexes honed to perfection. With a quick sidestep, I evaded Fat Gum's massive fist, ducking under his swinging arm to deliver a powerful uppercut to his jaw. The force of my blow sent him hurtling backward, crashing into a nearby wall with a resounding impact.

Meanwhile, Best Jeanist unleashed a barrage of razor-sharp threads, attempting to ensnare me and immobilize my movements. But I was too quick for him, effortlessly weaving between the threads with acrobatic grace. With a swift spin, I closed the distance between us, delivering a devastating kick to his chest that shattered his ribs upon impact.

As Fat Gum struggled to regain his footing and Best Jeanist clutched his injured chest in agony, I pressed my advantage, launching a flurry of rapid strikes at both heroes. Each blow landed with precision and force, driving them back further with each successive hit.

I  unleashed a powerful shockwave of compressed fat, while Best Jeanist unleashed a barrage of threads in a desperate attempt to turn the tide of battle.

But I was ready for them. With a combination of speed and agility, I dodged Fat Gum's shockwave, narrowly avoiding the blast as it tore through the air behind me. At the same time, I deftly deflected Best Jeanist's threads with precise movements, redirecting them away from me and back toward their source.

Best jeanist:Shit he's too fast

Best jeanist swore

I was running circles around them as i was about to deal a blow I caught the leg of another hero

It was Mirko

Mirko:Kid stop this madness enough is enough

I looked at her, did you just try to kick a kid

Mirko's eyes narrowed as she stared me down, her fierce determination matching my own. Despite her words, I could sense the underlying concern in her voice, the desire to put an end to the chaos unfolding before us.

But I wasn't about to back down. Not now, not ever.

With a defiant smirk, I replied,

Me:Sorry, but I don't take orders from heroes.

Before Mirko could react, I swiftly twisted out of her grip, slipping free from her grasp with a nimble maneuver. In the blink of an eye, I was back in the fray, dodging attacks and landing blows with relentless precision.