[comprehensive] flower tone girl

The first round of the four-in-two game, Hong Jiaodong vs Qi Mu Huayin.

A recommended student, with a personality of both ice and fire, the son of the second hero; a special recruit, a rare personality treatment, and a powerful faction whose strength is erratic.

In other words, none of those who can reach the semi-finals is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Teacher Mike was heating up the atmosphere of the audience, and the young boy and girl Qimu who were waiting for the opening were standing opposite each other on the field.

The former still maintains a gloomy and condensed expression, while the latter is still smiling without any sense of tension.

The more so, the more cautious Hong Jiaodong's heart became.

In the entire class A, if it is said that Lugu Izuku's personality makes Hong Jiaodong feel that he must overcome, then even he himself does not know how to deal with the various incomprehensible abilities possessed by Qi Muhuayin.

It was obviously a nationally-focused competition, but standing on the four-in-two arena, the aura of the girl opposite was not much different from the aura they had when they were running together in the obstacle course.

Did you deliberately let people relax your vigilance...

Although she is a girl, but remembering that the girl said that she has the ability to be immune to frostbite, Hong Jiaodong doesn't plan to keep her hand—or in other words, the full blow at the beginning is a must!

Compared with the blow against Sero Homtashi because of his bad temper, the frozen mountain released by the thumping jelly in a calm state is more exaggerated and thick.

However, the girl just ignited the flames, stretched out her palms, weaved a web of flames in front of her, and walked steadily forward facing the ever-growing ice layer.

He even looked so relaxed that he looked like he was taking a walk in the courtyard.

Hong Jiaodong couldn't see it, and the micro-camera was swept away. No one knew what the situation of the girl was.

"Facing the class flower, classmate Hong is merciless! The opening is the big move! Is classmate Qi Mu buried in the bottom like this?!"

The iceberg formed, and there was silence.

Hong Jiaodong stood where he was, not daring to be vigilant at the huge ice body in front of him.This is the maximum degree of freezing he can create so far. The right side of his body is even covered with frost, and even his breathing is cold.

Then, in front of him, the iceberg silently melted into a perfect oval that one person could pass through.

The steaming water vapor lingers like a cave in a fairyland, and the girl Shi Shiran walks out.

Hong Jiaodong thought of the girl's close body technique, and immediately jumped back a few steps to distance herself, and the cold air overflowed her body again.

The girl was not in a hurry to attack.

"Speaking of which, Hong-san wants to be a hero, right? A [hero] who can protect the faith in his heart and those behind him, right?"

"...What do you want to say?" The flames between the girl's brows and hands were still burning, and she dared not relax.

"You may not want to use the left half of the flame for some reason, and I will not force you to use it. After all, everyone has their own stubbornness and obsession."

"Obviously, that is your unique weapon, which can help you approach your life goals earlier, faster and more securely."

"However, the sharp blade is in your hand but you don't sharpen it because of boredom, classmate... If you really encounter malice that half of your strength can't solve, how can you guarantee that your rusty left half is really Can it be your hole card?"

The corners of the girl's lips curled up in a nasty arc, and the bottom of her eyes was indifferently cold.

The heavy killing intent like a blade, like a gust of wind raging in an instant, viciously attacked the inevitable boy!

【will die……】

The boy with heterochromatic pupils opened his eyes wide in horror, but he couldn't make any sound.The flames on the left side burst out uncontrollably, and the ice on the right side began to condense into a defensive form——

"It's really a fragile instinct, Jiao Dong." The girl walked in front of him, smashed the ice wall casually, raised her hand and grabbed the boy's lapel and pulled it towards her, "I didn't grow up like this when I picked it up when I was young." Such a virtuous deed is really hard to see."

"Do you think you are strong? So strong that you only need half your strength to deal with all the evil ones? It's really a blessing to live in this society protected by heroes, Jiao Dong. You don't even know that some things, Even if you try your best, you may not get the results you want.”

"On the field, there is only winning or losing, on the battlefield, there is only life and death."

The girl let go of the opponent's collar, pressed her palm on the boy's chest, and gently pushed the opponent out.

"Wake up...you have already lost."

Hong Jiaodong fell backwards and sat on the sidelines, his hands and feet... his whole body was trembling.

The winners and losers announced by Teacher Midnight, the cheers and discussions in the audience all seemed to be separated by a fog of dizziness, making it hard to hear clearly.

Shortness of breath and stomach churning followed the lack of oxygen.He clung tightly to the clothes on his chest and abdomen, knelt on the ground in embarrassment and vomited out.

Just like when I was overtrained by my father ten years ago.

No, it's not the same.

He raised his head, only to see the girl's condescending eyes with a little sigh and disappointment in her indifference.

Suddenly, he overlapped with his mother who was a few years ago.

Gentle and crazy.

It was the first time he accepted the double training of spiritual pressure and murderous aura that transcended common sense, and the boy's eyes went dark.

Huayin raised her hand to grab the boy's back collar, so that the boy wouldn't fall on top of her vomit, blinding that scalded but handsome face for nothing.

"Qimu, this is..." Even though it was announced that Hong Jiaodong fell off the sidelines and Hanyin was qualified to advance to the finals, facing Hong Jiaodong's strange state, the distance is very close, so he also felt the amazing girl just now The coercive and trembling Midnight asked with a dignified expression.

"I'm overwhelmed by my aura, just go back to sleep and wake up." Huayin casually mentioned this half-grown boy who was much taller than herself, and the princess easily picked him up, "I'll send this child to Rest in the infirmary, and check to see if there are any sequelae."

Anyway, the words just now revealed a lot of information, Huayin simply broke the jar, and her tone was full of the loving and helpless sister-like tone that only treats ignorant junior children.

midnight:……

Auditorium: ...

Silent Studio:  …

Katsuki felt green on his head when he just got a girlfriend: ...

#Lifetime's black history, the hero is frozen#

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As a girl who is also quite literary and artistically sensitive and has a bad past, the best way to deal with this kind of sensitive and self-conscious young man with a wound in his heart is to let him understand in person.

To hold a blade but not to sharpen and train constantly, to hold a rusty sword in your hand, and not to pursue a higher goal when you feel that you have no opponent at the moment, this is simply a waste of talent and an abandonment of yourself.

Maybe everyone has a different definition of being strong in life, but as long as you are weak, you are destined to be swallowed up by those who are stronger than you.

This is inevitable.

From the moment human beings are born and receive education, they have been infiltrated by the people around them and by this society.

Then in the process of continuous resistance and integration and absorption, form your own three views and habits.

—Will it destroy him?

After all, she was impulsive.

Sure enough, it is better not to interfere with others and never set foot in other people's lives...

If this is the case, then she can only return to the original cocoon, and cannot set foot in any world.

Some people wrapped themselves in swaddling clothes and hid themselves in the room because they were too weak.

Some people can only choose to go alone because they are too powerful.

She doesn't want to be alone all the time... Longing for the human race, longing to have more excellent friends like her around her.

[Why are you different from me]

[Forget about life experience, why is your talent not as good as mine? ]

[Obviously having such a powerful talent, but being protected as fragile as a canary in a cage? ]

No matter how much you understand others to seek the best way to get along, facing such an environment, sooner or later, you will be distorted, right?Obviously, for example, the past of Bakugo Katsuki, whom Hanon still doesn't understand, has gone to another kind of distortion because of being too good.

Only when a person faces someone stronger than himself can he calm down and find a way forward.

Who else is stronger than her?

... Do you want to learn from senior Bai Lan?

Can't you have some friends who can fight side by side first?

It is undeniable that he made a rash move when his IQ was normal, which was more or less selfish.

But she is not a saint. Compared with the upright character of the protagonist, her experience, ability, and thinking are more biased towards the villain boss.

Moreover, things have come to this point, she can only believe that the boy in her arms is strong enough.

At least, children of the same age can be as strong as her heart.

If even the best of his peers like Hong Jiaodong can't grow up amid such setbacks, then...

What should she do?

This world, which can't bear even a little temper tantrum, is so hypocritical.

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It's hard to accept Hong Jiaodong's embarrassment, not to mention that after that, Aiko, who was regarded as a personal property by Andeva, was taken away by that girl in the arms of all the princesses... humiliation.

At the same time, there is also a sense of crisis that rare items are about to be snatched away.

Therefore, the appearance of Andeva, who has always appeared on the field as a "parent who cares about his children" angrily, turned around and left, which is also regarded as an understanding of his concern about his child's physical condition.

As soon as Hua Yin put Hong Jiao Dong on the bed in the infirmary, Hong Yansi broke in, ignoring the healing girl's stop, and came directly behind the girl, looking down and questioning: "What did you do to Jiao Dong?"

"Mr. Andeva!" The healing girl was a little annoyed at being ignored.

"Are you sure you want to know?" The girl turned around calmly and pointed out the door, "The space here is too small, let's go out and talk, Mr. Andeva."

"……Humph."

The two went out, and the healing girl immediately slammed the door shut.

This is a dedicated passage for contestants, and no one will pass by except Xiongying's teacher and participating students. Andeva stopped at a corner and waited for the girl to give her explanation.

"I also want to see the scene where Hong is freed from some boring shackles and uses his unique talent to the fullest, so I put some pressure on him." The girl looked up and smiled slightly, "Since it is the top professional hero Ender Senior Wa, you must be able to withstand heavier pressure, right?"

Andeva, a father-a scumbag who treats children as tools.

This reminded her of the scumbag biological father who didn't know where he died, and the even more pitiful biological mother who didn't know where he died.

Really, isn't her experience even worse?

She didn't even give in, so why couldn't the boy lying in it survive this little ordeal?

The girl who was in a state of restlessness and irritability, and was poured with a big pot of hot oil by the existence of the person in front of her, her eyes were faintly red, she didn't know whether it was grievance or anger, and she tried hard to keep her sanity from being ignited.

"... Please give me more advice."

The sharp and sharp Reiatsu that belongs exclusively to the Lord of Swords, silent and heavy, falls here.

The author has something to say: I feel a little sad for Huayin.