Today I Am a Hostage Again

The red blood dripped down the silver blade to the ground, Aizawa Sora's expression was cold, standing still in place.

"Here!" Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the sky blue eyes, and Aizawa's figure disappeared, quietly appearing behind the black mist who appeared again.

"How can it be!"

This is the second time Heiwu said this today.

Aizawa’s attack just now was not so much an ability he used when he saw him appear, but rather an ‘foresight’ to his position in advance and waiting here.

Hei Mist did not have a solid back, a deep and long wound was cut by Aizawa Sora's blade.

Has he seen through his actions?

To be more precise, it is perceived.

Due to the spatial attributes of Aizawa Sora, although he had not tried it before, the battle with Hei Mist today made him feel the ‘space’ more deeply.

This space is not his own space for planting and storage, but another kind of inexplicable and inexplicable feeling.

When the black mist transmits itself and other people, it uses coordinates to locate it, which is also an application of space, to put it bluntly.

That subtle feeling told Aizawa Sora that this would be the place where the black mist appeared.

He followed his instinct during the battle and believed this feeling, and then... caught it!

Below the platform, Aizawa's battle results are also very gratifying.

He himself is a super melee master. Now that his personality has been strengthened and his physical fitness is not to be mentioned, the ordinary strengthening type of personality competition may not be able to rush him. The effect of Baiyu Apple has been shown by Aizawa. Eighty percent.

Most of the enemies he attacked fainted.

The dead handle wooden hanger kept scratching his neck, and the unhealthy pale skin around his neck had already been scratched with a red scratch.

"Heiwu guy, what exactly is there doing there." The dead handle wooden hanger's voice didn't sound much ups and downs, but he could feel his very obvious dissatisfaction.

It was planned to send the students there, but now it is!

"Hurry up, hurry up." Seeing the exit just ahead, the 13th hurriedly urged everyone.

He is a teacher, and he has to lead the students to evacuate first, and at the same time, he has to cut back for the students.

While commanding on the 13th, he was always paying attention to the battle behind.

After a while, the students will be evacuated from usj with safety, and the principal and Oermat will be contacted. It is time for him to return to fight.

There are so many enemies, even if Aizawa's predecessors and Aizawa are not weak, the two are still too few after all. What's more, there are students who were transported away in a certain disaster area now, and they must be found.

Hei Mist evaded Aizawa's attack embarrassingly, but he was like a mage with weak stamina. No matter how much he dodges, he is still scarred by Aizawa.

When his body was slashed with a katana again, the corner of Hei Mist's eyes saw the student of Class A who was about to leave.

Can't let them go out like this!

The plan of the dead handle wooden hanger is not like this.

Thinking of the deadwood hanger when he was angry and irritable, and his lethal personality. And the dead handle wooden hanger, there is also a teacher who is very letting him...

Heiwu was heartbroken, teleporting herself to the gate, and then the ability to teleport was fully opened, opening the teleportation black hole all around the students.

The sound of a ‘pouch’ was the sound of the blade sinking into the body again.

There were bloodstains flowing out of the corners of Hei Mist's mouth, but he didn't respond immediately, but the speed of transmission increased by gritting his teeth.

Booming freezing, Bakugo wins his rank, the last scene I saw before my eyes was the red blood-stained blade that came out from the black mist chest and abdomen.

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"Damn it!" This time an enemy who came to attack Xiongying High School with the dead handle wooden hanger was unable to use his own personality anyway, watching the attack still undiminished, and said harshly: "eraser· Head's personality is so difficult!"

"No, there will always be flaws." Personality is like this. Sometimes the stronger the personality, the stronger the side effects or shortcomings.

Eraser·head is no exception, but they didn't find it.

The dead handle wooden hanger has also been observing, looking for Aizawa's weakness.

The personality that can eliminate the abilities of others can be said to be very powerful and rare, so there are bound to be weaknesses.

"Tsk." Dead handle Muhang frowned and tutted. Because of the shielding of the goggles, they didn't even know where Aizawa had seen too much, whose personality was eliminated by him, and how long he could continue to use his personality.

According to the truth, it is like the personality that is displayed directly through the eyes, and the eyes need to be kept open all the time. But how long has it been, can normal humans stay without blinking?

The dead-handle wooden hanger who has not been in contact with Aizawa Sora does not know that there will still be blue pineapples in this world. After years of enhancement of pineapple's personality, the obvious disadvantages of the past have changed. Although using personality for too long will still make the eyes feel uncomfortable, this "too long time" should be enough.

When the dead-handle wooden sling grabbed his neck and watched once again using the arrest belt to entangle an enemy and successfully knock the person into the air, he decided not to consider other weaknesses.

"Leave his line of sight." The death handle wooden hanger said to the other enemies.

Enemy A: "Surround him, we will always have someone standing in the blind spot of his sight, and then attack."

They said this in front of Aizawa, and they didn't mean to evade or negotiate in a low voice.

This is a conspiracy against the weakness of eraser head's personality.

Even if he heard it, what happened, he still had to face it.

There were so many enemies from the Enemy Alliance this time, even if Aizawa eliminated more than twenty, there were still many people.

These people ran fast, and when Aizawa attacked one of them, they had already surrounded him, forming an encirclement.

Enemy c: "Haha, my old lady's personality can finally be used!"

Enemy f: "It's now!"

Eraser Head's personality is too troublesome, and his melee ability is too strong, so he must be solved quickly.

The enemies are ready to move, and at the same time they are about to attack Aizawa.

At this moment, the black mist that sent the students according to the order of the dead handle wooden hanger finally came back.

"It's too slow, Black Mist." The dead handle wooden hanger looked at the black mist that suddenly appeared, and said to him dissatisfied. When seeing the situation of the black mist at this time, the red eyes of the dead handle wooden hanger flashed with surprise, "How did you become like this."

The intangible mist of the black mist seemed to convey someone's wound, blood was constantly leaking out, and the scarlet blood kept dripping on the ground.

How could he suffer such a serious injury in the situation of Black Mist?

This is as if an uncontrollable bug suddenly appeared in the originally prepared game strategy, which made the dead handle wooden hanger very upset, and the killing intent in his heart continued to rise.

He clutched his neck desperately uncontrollably, and he hated this kind of existence beyond plan.

"One of the students is very special, and his attack can even cause me harm." Ignoring the misted him, he attacked his body.

Hei Mist seemed to be covering the heaviest wound on his body like a hand-like mist, and then said to the dead handle wooden hanger, "My teleportation has no effect on him at all."

In addition to initially teleporting Aizawa Sora's attack, Black Mist actually tried to send Aizawa Sora to several other disaster areas during the battle, so that the enemies who were already there could deal with him.

Unfortunately, this behavior still ended in failure.

That means that it is not the katana in Aizawa Sora's hand that restrains his state, but Aizawa himself.

How can such a personality exist!

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

Hei Mist had just finished speaking. Aizawa Sora, who had been severely injured by Hei Mist before and escaped by him, appeared directly in front of the stairs with his personality after a few hundred meters around without feeling the space.

Looking down the stairs, the position directly in front happened to be the situation where Aizawa was fighting against the enemy.

And the black mist that Aizawa was looking for had already appeared there.

At this moment, behind Aizawa's back, a woman with a double ponytail and using her hair to form an electric drill-like weapon was preparing to attack Aizawa's defenseless back.

Even if you don't say many to one, you are still planning to hurt someone behind your back?

This is absolutely unbearable!

Aizawa Sora instantly appeared behind the woman who was about to attack. With a wave of his right hand, the sharp blade of the katana directly hit the shoulder blade of the woman's younger generation, forming a deep bone wound.

"Ah!!!" It seems that the age is not too big, at best, the double pony-tailed woman in her early twenties let out a cry and fell directly to her knees.

For a second, Aizawa Sora appeared behind Aizawa Kota.

"That person should be the man you saw yesterday." Akita Aizawa and Sora Aizawa faced their backs, their voices low and serious, "He should be the commander of this attack."

"Yes, I know." Aizawa Sora understood what his brother meant in an instant.

This is to beckon him, let him... catch the thief first!

"However, the person with the exposed brain next to him must be careful." Aizawa Sota even more solemnly instructed.

Although this person with all black skin did not take action, but after more than ten years in the industry, his strength has grown significantly, and he has a strong fighting intuition, Aizawa can feel the danger that radiates from this person .

"understand."

While Aizawa Sora was talking with Aizawa Sota, on the other side, Kuro Mizuki was also talking to the dead handle wooden hanging, "Dang, it's this student."

The dead handle wooden hanger recognized it as soon as Aizawa Sora appeared, frowning tightly, "Is that him."

The student he met yesterday...