Stuck x In x A x New x World

Chapter Sixteen

Suddenly, they stopped.

Everyone was so confused and continued waiting for the match to continue. Until they saw Killua's arm.

"Gon, your so stupid! Do you do this on purpose every time?" Killua did not seem to be fazed that his arm was hanging limp on his side.

"Haha sorry Killua.."

And with that, Killua just popped his arm back in.

Mina side eyed Ochako with disgust. Why did that seem normal to them? That was just odd.

Kaminari and Sero just stood in the back of the class trying not to puke while Kirishima gushed about how manly it was.

Eventually, they got back into position and began fighting.

Within the blurs, the students were able to catch fleeting afterimages of their forms blocking each other's punches and kicks expertly with smiles on their faces.

They even heard a few giggles.

Izuku was dumbfounded. Killua was really that strong? He couldn't believe it. And that other boy.. Gon.. he was the one who caused Killua pain. But what Izuku had trouble comprehending was the fact that Killua had explained that Gon blew himself up, but he seemed perfectly intact.

After the fight went on for another minute, Killua decided to turn on his nen to playfully zap Gon and hopefully catch him off guard.

But that didn't work.

Instead, Gon began tickling Killua instead of punches.

They stopped in the middle of the fight and just kept tickling each other and giggling. They had already forgot that they were fighting just a few seconds ago.

Seeing Killua so happy made the class feel uneasy. How did that one person bring out so much good and happiness in Killua?

Aizawa stepped in and stopped the tickle fight, obviously very annoyed.

"With your training, I would expect you boys to know when to play and when to train!"

Right after he said that, both of their faces darkened considerably. Aizawa knew he hit a nerve. Even M*neta understood.

Their training was completely different than normal training.

Completely.

Aizawa cleared his throat and turned towards the rest of the class.

"First, we will start with fifty push ups!"

The class groaned and hot down on their hands and toes. All expect Killua and Gon.

Aizawa was tired of their shenanigans. "Boys, get down and train!"

Killua snorted. "But you said we should know when to play and when to train. This is mere child's play to us. Weaklings." Gon only smiled innocently.

"Alright, then," Aizawa forced out of his client his teeth, clearly agitated. "You teach this class for me."

Killua rubbed his hands together. "You sure?"

Aizawa only pulled up his yellow sleeping bag, zipped it, and rolled away. "Just don't be too loud."

"Ok, peasants! Listen up!" Killua was alreday having a field day. "The old man out me in charge so get up off of your weak asses and let's start warming up! We start out with a 2 mile run, ten thousand push ups, eight thousand burpees, five thousand sit ups, and seven thousand lunges. Get to work and you might get a break!"

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After just about ten minutes, every single student except Killua and Gon were sweating out every single nutrient in their bodies, all collapsed on the floor. They were forced to sprint the two moles which took out most of their energy, and when they got to the push ups, none survived over fifteen.

"Get up, you lazy bitches! Put some work into this! Your gonna be shit heros if you can't even make it to the sit ups!"

"Killua.." Gon said softly. "Aren't you being too harsh?"

Killua snorted. "Gon, if they go out there like this, they are going to get crushed. We both know better than anyone here."

"But they aren't us. They won't have to go through it."

"How can we be sure?"

Gon sighed. There was no way he would be able to talk Killua down from this. He mighht as well let him have his fun.

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Three hours later, they had finally finished their warm ups and got a ten minute break. Many of them had thrown up, but they were still forced by Killua to continue.

It was now time for combat training.

In other words, it was time for Killua to throw around his classmates and criticize them.

Everyone, at this point, were already so exhausted, that they began to pass out. Of course, Killua would use a small zap to wake them right back up, but everyone was half dead.

"Ughhh.." M*neta groaned as he puked even more. "There is no way you actually went through this hellish training."

Killua let out a bark of a laugh.

"Of course I did! And I usually finished the warmups in twenty minutes or so. Combat training took an hour. Then the wrap up was another hour. Of course, I did multiple of these each day and worked up my language and math skills up past college level in my break time. I was able to complete this cycle around five times every day."

The class stared uncomfortably at Killua. Five times? How?

Gon piped in. "I never did any of this! I just wandered around the forest and caught fish ten times larger than me and wrestled bears. I guess I was just strong? But now I can even beat Killua!"

"I would say that," Killua said menacingly, pinching Gon's side.

Everyone just stared. Wrestled with bears? That's straight out of Ohio.

Before the class could ask more questions to keep them distracted, they forced them to continue combat training. They finally finished at 9pm, hours after school ended.

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Lol I'm glad M*neta was throwing up he deserves it 😌

Also, I felt like class 1A should be reminded constantly that they are inferior idek why lolz

But don't worry it's for plot I swear ☹️☹️😣

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