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while the crowd cheered at the excitement of such a off scale in power, yukiko stood back, nibbling on her bottom lip in anxiety.

ochaco let out a deep breath of air, her eyes narrowing at katsuki across from her.

"let the eighth match begin!"

ochaco kept close to the floor, sprinting towards katsuki, who threw his arm back and let it crackle in his hand before sending a strong blast into ochaco's face.

yuko gasped, "oh my god..."

katsuki stood in the midst of the smoke, looking for at least a little bit of movement to go on. and he must've found it, because he lit another spark and forced whatever he saw to the ground.

ochaco approached from behind, her jacket pinned to the floor in katsuki's clutch.

"woah! she flew her jacket over as a decoy! what incredibly quick thinking!"

ochaco reached her hand towards katsuki, clearly trying to touch him to get the match to go her way.

however, katsuki clearly had other things in mind as he sent a ground shaking blast her way, sending her onto the other side of the dueling ground.

"katsuki's so much more powerful since when he was a kid." yuko mumbled, "i wonder when he learned how to do so much."

pushing his way through the smoke, he sent another blast underhand, barreling towards ochaco and expelling upwards.

ochaco made a quick trip out of the way of the blast and around the back of katsuki, a sharp yell of "i got you!" before having a second blast sent towards her.

yuko clicked her tongue, "he's crazy... he gets all that hot headed ideals from his mother." yukiko laughed at what her mother said, agreeing with her with a smile on her face.

no matter how many times katsuki sent those blasts her way, she always found a way towards him. the crowd began to get overwhelmed and skeptical at katsuki's power and ideals.

"looks like she's not resting between attacks despite being exploded. the poor girl." even Present Mic has lost his pep in his step at the sight.

each explosion destroyed the dueling floor, giving ochaco just another disadvantage.

one of the pro heroes in the stands stood up, "this is shameful. listen, kid, you really wanna be a hero? then stop acting like a bully. if you're so good, just send her out of bounds. stop toying with the girl and end this match!"

clearly, katsuki didn't care to listen as he continued on with his explosions.

the audience began to boo katsuki, sending out harsh words here and there. yukiko and her mother immediately tried to silent the crowd, glaring at the people ahead of them, yuko beginning to walk around the railing to fight another person in the seat.

"the crowd is now booing bakugo!" Present Mic announced, "and honestly, i kinda agree with what they're sayin- hey, woah-- what the crap?" a blunt sound was heard over the mic.

"where is the man who started this uproar?" Eraser Head's voice came through, "are you a pro? because if you're being serious, you can go home and hang up your cape. i'd suggest looking into another career."

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