Novel & Cerita Muscle My Hero Academia

Wearing a red robe and holding a sword in his hand, he looked at James and said confidently, “Admit defeat now if you don’t wanna be beaten to a pulp!” “Pfft!” James snickered. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Heriberto. Before he could react, he was sent flying and collapsed heavily to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood. “What?” The crowd was dumbfounded. “He won just like that?” “Damn, he’s strong!” Even the disciples of the academy were stunned by James’ overwhelming strength. “Victory goes to James Caden. He will advance to the next round.” Hearing that, James smiled faintly and turned to leave, heading toward the rest area.

In the past, I used to be scrawny and lanky with a lot of acne on my face, so I was often the target of bullying by the other students in my class. However, Randell would always stand up for me and protect me every time the kids picked on me. Once, I got heavily pranked at school. Someone balanced a bucket of water on top of the door. When I pushed the door open and walked in, the bucket tipped over and poured cold water all over my head and my body. At that time, Randell had grabbed the person who played the prank on me and threw him to the floor before beating him up. And after that incident, I began tailing Randell wherever he went, all the way from middle school to high school.

he hissed, raising his club. I ducked and rolled, ignoring my own shudder at the whirling sound above my head. I sprang to a crouch and lunged forward, just like Burney had taught me and took his legs out from under him. He tried to raise his arm again, but I latched onto it, raking my nails down his skin. He let out a surprised grunt, his winded reflexes sending his pole rolling out of his reach.

Every muscle aches, but I pushed on, driven by one thing only: Ryu. I reached the healing room and paused at the doorway. My hand gripped the frame as I looked in. He was still sleeping, peaceful and pale. My Ryu. I collapsed into the chair beside him, my body sinking like dead weight. I took his hand again and held it against my cheek. “I chose you,” I murmured, voice thick with emotion. “Even if it costs me everything. Even if I never feel whole again.” The tears I had fought so hard spilled out, dripping onto his skin.

The hoop… had definitely been raised by at least 30 centimeters. “YAMADA MIUUUUU!” Takuto roared, waving the honey-soaked rope like a battle flag. “You called~?” Miu peeked out from a huddle of girls, crumbs of honey bread at the corner of her lips. “CEO~ You should know… the working world is cruel~” Takuto retreated to the equipment shed, chalk in hand, drawing a battle strategy map on the floor. “Knowns: Miu has past-life memory She knows all my athletic habits

He blurts out his full name, trying to cover up his embarrassment… “Bien Akihiro Agpalza, Ma’am… You can call me Hero for short… And I’m sorry for the very inappropriate greeting a minute ago.” “Well, thank you for the apology, Hero but no, I can’t teach the class while sitting next to you so I’ll have to turn your invitation down. Sorry, no hard feelings.” Hero hears the class' laughter but is too engrossed with the female teacher to care. Wait, that’s supposed to be my line! Damn, what a woman! He would be sheepishly apologizing to her again after class and he will never forget her answer…

"Remind me to never fight against a wind user again. Alina is crazy powerful, and she didn't play fair." Hayden's lips twitch into an insecure smile. "I honestly didn't think you would win against Alina. She is powerful and older than you. I believe she has had more training, and I was ready to step in at the end. But in the end, you didn't need my help—your powers amaze me." I laugh, although it hurts my jaw. "Yes, I won, but tomorrow my entire body will be black and blue. Alina swatted me into a tree, and it was painful. I think my ribs are broken."

My body instantly stopped attacking Markus, breaking my train of focus, and turned to see who was it. Leaning on a tree with arms crossed in front of him as he gazed at me was my physics teacher, Mr. Jones-I meant Alpha Ace was there, with all his glory. My eyes couldn’t help but trail at his biceps that were protruding, making me see how muscular he is. “Good morning, Alpha.” Greeted Mark, breaking my inner thoughts. He just nodded, eyes still focused on me. I gulped, feeling small at his gaze but then I stood still, not wanting to back down.

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Marcus told us and Misha suddenly became depressed. She is not good with swords! Misha is somehow afraid of swords before. I can see how Misha turned pale. "Hey, you can tell him about your fear of swords." I looked at Misha as if his tongue was numb but he couldn't even react. She lost it. It looked scared as it looked at the swords. "Hey Marcus, Misha couldn't handle a sword. She has selective Aichmophobia, particularly with swords." I promise here. Maybe that's not a bad thing to say, right? Misha looked like he was about to lose his temper while looking at the swords.