Midoriya Clan

Round Ten (3)

Kirishima yelped, barely got scratch by one of the flame wire.

Shinsou continued to slashed him and at the same time, swing his pole.

"Think buddy think!" He hissed quietly, dodging as fast as he could and could feel himself slowly tired. "What will you do?"

He then widened his eyes, remembering his lesson with Izuku. "If I can't attack him when I'm in the situation then I need to aim below!"

He ducked his body below, pushed himself toward his opponent and punched his stomach as Shinsou choked then fall on the ground.

Izuku blinked at this before secretly smiled, happy that Kirishima remember their lesson together.

Shintaro lifted his eyebrows at this, literally pleased to know that he came out of this situation.

Right at the edge of arena, Kirishima counters with a toss shoulder that slams him out of bounds.

Shinsou just stood up when he noticed that he's near the line, about to lifted himself with wire when Kirishima lifted him over his shoulder.

The next thing he know, he's laying on the ground and staring at the sky.

"Shinsou Hitoshi unable to advanced to the next match," his mentor's voice announced. "Kirishima Eijiro is the winner!"

Audience cheered loudly.

He sighed, stood up and looked up to see his mother clapping, smiling at him with proud gleam.

His mentor is also staring at him with proud and communicate to his mind.

'You may be lose but I am proud of you,' he said through their mind. 'Well done.'

Shinsou could feel himself smiling a bit, happy that he make them proud. He may be lose but he can do it next time.

"Another quick victory!"

"He won!" Mina cheered.

"Way to go Kirishima!" Sero cheered.

Shintaro hummed, lean back against his seat. "If he can't fight him forward then he need to go below to aim," he observes. "Guess the lesson are paying off."