10 Chapter 10

A month later, the day of the entrance exam for UA had come. I was sitting in this huge amphitheatre hall and the megaphone man was shouting instructions. All the participants are separated into six or seven groups to monitor the large number of participants easily. At the start while we were given identity cards. This card told me I was in C block.

The spectacle guy, Oda or whatever stood up and started shouting at Midoriya(here for sidekick/support course). Personally I wouldn't mind, but his fucking voice was grating in my ear. The fuck kept talking and I snapped, "OI! Kusso Megane-yaro! Shut the fuck up! You are berating him for murmuring but why the fuck are you still talking and disturbing everybody else..huh? In fact you disturbed us more than moss-head over there. So shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down?"

The whole room was quite, some people had shocked expression while others were openly snickering at the four-eyes. Atleast that shut him up...for now. We were given a written test, which was pretty easy and then the participants were sent out of different exits, corresponding to their blocks.

The group I was in was escorted to a huge door, where the test was gonna take place. We changed into the gear we brought with us, I was excited. It was my test drive of my armour and gear, Best Jeanist made for me. Out of everyone in the group I could see only the 'grape-head shorty-pervert', 'cellotape-spiderman' and 'bird-brain' in my group. None I give a shit about. This is gonna be fun.

The huge door opened and I dint wait for someone to say a 'start'. I jumped ahead of the people blocking me and started leaping towards a tall building. First thing in my agenda: vantage point.

I got up a cell tower and scouted for the faux-villains as Mike-head called it. This brought me to the second agenda: villain concentration. There was a huge concentration of assorted robots in the middle of the fake city, test site.

I upped the output of <one for all> to 15% from the usual 5%. I could hold it for more than hour easily. I started leaping from building to building, although it was like normal running. Each time I took a normal running step, the quirk pushed me far so it was like leaping while I was just running.

I made a beeline to the centre and jumped down right on a 2-pointer, I just went through it as if kicking a toy made of legos. I dint stop to look at the result, knowing the robot is done for. It's gonna need a lot of repair to start it up to working condition. I almost felt sorry for UA, well.....almost.

I took out the next one and the next one and the next one. One-pointer, Two-pointer or Three-pointer, everything took only one hit to crumble to pieces.I lost count after my 24th robot turned scrap metal. I dint steal other people's as I knew they were watching, I have to maintain my 'All Might' like image and started saving people.

I knew we get points for saving people, so I had to do it with my biggest genuine smile I could muster. Although they couldn't see my smile, the measage was received.

It was almost time when the Zero-pointers came rumbling down the street. But damn was it fast! The size and its slow movements make it seem slow, but ut was faster the some of the participants. Chance!

I wait and try to look busy fighting the remaining smaller robots till the Zero-pointet was almost on top of the slower participants. I leapt of moving the participants out of the way. But I knew there was not enough to save them one by one.

I yelled at the top of my voice, "Get going! Faster! Those who are fit carry or help the injured! I will buy you time. MOVE!!"

I got a running start and jumped high trying to get some momentum. I interlocked my fingers forming a hammer-fist and brought it down on its tank-like tyres. It broke apart, but its balance was lost due to its only other good leg giving away due to its weight and fell forward.

I did expect this, because that was what I was trying to do. You see, when one tries to (or in my case, seems to try to) go above and beyond their call of duty, it give a great impression of them, on others.

*sigh* Guess I gotta break some bones. I thought to myself and increased my output of <one for all> to never before tried level, 50%.

My hair started glowing red and defied gravity, my skin also a deep shade of red, almost maroon. I was like one of those Super Saiyan, except in red. I concentrated all my power on my feet and and fists and with a roar I jumped straight into the air.

My shoes burst apart, torn to shreds, my sleeves upto my shoulder was now non-existent. I cranked both my arms and punched with not caring what would happen...

*BOOOM*

A deep rumble was heard throughout the testing area. The aftershock my fists created was felt by every participant near the area. The ground shook, the glasses in the building shattered.

The robot was lifted off its foot into the air, albeit only a few metres, and then slowly came crashing down on the other side. At the side I heard the Mike-man shouting that the time was up.

I landed and instantly sat down, the skin under my foot till my knees looked and felt like it was scrapped off with a blunt knife. My knuckles, fingers and my entire forearm were also on the same, if not worse condition.

I had to grit my teeth and growl in pain till I felt a smooch on my head. I turned to an irritated Chiyo. Giving out candies to the participants, She pushed a fistful into my hand and said, "You will not leave until you eat everything."