Hero Academy: My Personality is the World

Chapter 21

If you continue like this, you will definitely be expelled for being the last one!

When Izuku Midoriya was about to throw the shot put, many people who were taking the entrance exam with him started talking about it.

Mainly during the entrance exam, the punch he threw was really shocking.

But it seems I can't control it.

Just when Midoriya Izuku decided to make a desperate move and bet his performance on this ball, he threw the shot put...

Bang? Bang? Bang?

Without any accident, the mechanical alarm came: "46 meters."

"This, this...how..."

Midoriya Izuku's eyes widened.

Just when he couldn't understand, Shota Aizawa, who was already decadent, heard an unusually cold voice faintly:

"I removed your personality."

Midoriya Izuku and everyone suddenly turned their heads and saw that Shota Aizawa's eyes, which were originally covered by bangs, were revealed.

It was glowing with a strange red light.

"A guy like you can actually enroll in school..."

Shota Aizawa's words were full of dissatisfaction, "You can't control your personality, right? Once you use it, you will be in a situation like the entrance exam, where you have to ask others to save you. That's it. Do you also want to be a hero?"

"Eliminate, eliminate individuality?"

Midoriya Izuku looked stunned and speechless. After a while, he suddenly remembered the information of a hero.

Eliminate the hero, Eraserhead!

After hearing this explanation, Bakugou Katsuki also realized it instantly.

Why did I suddenly feel that I couldn't feel my personality in the classroom just now?

"I, I don't have that idea!"

Midoriya Izuku hurriedly denied it.

"Whether there is or not, others have to come to your rescue."

Shota Aizawa took back his personality and his momentum dropped a lot, "Hurry up and vote, there are still two chances."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me see the power of ONE.FOR.ALL."

Wu An's eyes flashed with impatience and he thought to himself.

In the pitching area, Izuku Midoriya pursed his lips tightly for ten seconds, as if he had made up his mind, and his eyes became determined.

In an instant, everyone saw his hand... No! His pitching finger is glowing!

**Smash!!!"

A white wave of air erupted, and with an momentum that was not inferior to Bakugou Katsuki's just now, the shot put flew out of Midoriya Izuku's hand and shot straight into the distant clouds.

"722.3 meters!"

The machine reports the number.

"Smelly, this guy is smelly!"

Bakugou Katsuki's expression changed, and he suddenly felt that his pride had been stepped on.

"Old, teacher, I, I can still move!"

Midoriya Izuku endured the severe pain that almost crippled his fingers, and said to Aizawa Shota with tears in his eyes.

Aizawa Shota was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.

"Is this ONE.FOR.ALL? It's really..."

Standing on the side of the crowd, unlike the students who were discussing eagerly, Wu An showed secret joy, even a slightly crazy smile, "For you, you really have a better personality, Midoriya..."

"Anjun?"

Eight million people who had been standing next to Wu An were the only ones who noticed the change in Wu An's expression.

She quietly came closer and took the initiative to hold his hand for the first time in several months.

"Everyone, change your clothes and go back to class."

Shota Aizawa only left these words and left the playground.

This surprised everyone again.

What about the agreed-upon expulsion of the last person?

"Stink!"

However, at this time, Bakugou Katsuki was furious and strode towards Midoriya Izuku who was still standing in the pitching area, "How dare you lie to me!"

"What's going on? Those two people..."

Eight million people looked at the pair of Izuku and Midoriya with curiosity, trying desperately to explain to Bakugou Katsuki, and shrinking into a ball at the same time.

"They're sick."

Wu An turned and left.

Indeed, in his opinion, both Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki were sick.

At the same time, he may be a little sick himself.

Seeing everyone's eyes gradually turning around, a blush flashed across his face, but he quickly retracted his hand.

Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki are still performing the story of a broken arm later.

Wu An was walking at the front and happened to see a familiar man.

All Might!

At this time, he remained in a muscular state, and his muscles were about to burst the yellow striped suit on his body.

"I haven't been able to go all out, young man Wu'an! Being enterprising is very important!"

All Might raised his thumbs.

Wu An and All Might looked at each other for a while, then slowly said, "You have a very strong personality, Midoriya Izuku, don't you?"

Eh? "

All Might was stunned.

Just listen to Wu An continue: "If you merge with my [world], you will definitely become the strongest invincible substitute, don't you think so? All Might."

When he said this, Wu An already had a smile of unknown meaning on his face.

A drop of cold sweat broke out in All Might's ears, "Ah haha, okay, it seems so, it's a pity, but most people only have one personality in their lives, hahahahaha

"That's right. It's such a pity."

Wu An smiled and walked past All Might.

"Wu'an boy..."

All Might frowned and looked at Wu An's back until he completely disappeared from his sight.

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35 placebo for men

Except for Izuku Midoriya, who went to the infirmary because of a finger problem, everyone changed back into their school uniforms and returned to the classroom.

Shota Aizawa also explained that the sentence "fire the last one" was just to provide everyone with tension and motivation.

Although it doesn't seem to work for anyone.

It's time for school to end.

Eight million dollars hesitantly looked at his classmates who were preparing to go home, and whispered into Wu An's ear, "An Jun, I made an appointment with Xiangxiang and the others to go home together today, is it okay?

Women are just so weird.

We've only known each other for a day and we're already calling him by his first name?

"I just have to go out."

Wu An responded, put his schoolbag directly in the desk drawer, turned around and left.

Operation?

What it is?

"Bababai, are you related to Wu Jun like that? I found that you guys call each other by their first names!"

Ashido Sanna, who looked like an alien, came up to gossip and asked.

"No, that, no, no, just, just because he saved me, this..."

Eight Million Hundred waved his hands desperately and stammered.

Eh? That is how the matter? Say it, say it! "

Ashido Sanna said excitedly.

The plum rain was blowing, and Toru Ye Yin and other girls also came up curiously.

"However, after seeing Midoriya pitching, his breath became a little strange." Erlang Xiangxiang glanced at the direction Wu An left.

In a slum, in an underground bar.

Yishan was holding a cigarette in his mouth, which was missing a front tooth, as usual, and exhaled a breath of thick air.

Wu An sat opposite Yishan and said with empty eyes: "As an information dealer, you should know, right?

"No,"

Can a personality's personality be transferred? "

Yi Lan pinched the almost finished cigarette in the ashtray and shook it twice to make the spark disappear completely.

"If he had that kind of personality, it would have become big news, right? Or it would have been completely sealed by the Hero Association."

Yilan explained: "In this world, as many as 20% of people have no personality. If there was such a thing, the world would have been in trouble a long time ago, right?"

Since he didn't get what he wanted to know, Wu An didn't bother to stay and stood up to leave.

"Sorry, I can't help you much. I'll take this drink today."

Yilan shook the whiskey in his glass and shouted at Wu An's back.

Boom!

The only response he received was the sound of a door closing.

"Really, you're actually asking this kind of question,"

Yilan, who was left alone in the bar, laughed and said: "Is this really someone who wants to be a hero? It's just like

Questions that only ‘enemies’ would ask. "

Eight million homes.

"I'm back."

Entering the entrance hall, Bawanbai shouted in the direction of the living room while changing his shoes.

No one responded. Does that mean your parents are not here?