"Charge!!"
"Get him!!"
Bakugo, perched on Kirishima's shoulders, roared as he charged towards Kaminari's team. Almost every other group on the field had the same idea, zeroing in on the team holding that coveted 10 million-point headband.
"I'll make you regret that arrogance, Kaminari!!"
"Yeah! It's all about the 10 million points now!"
Kaminari wasn't surprised by the attention—they'd painted a giant target on themselves the moment he took first place. But he remained unfazed, even grinning at the challenge.
"So, what's the plan, Kaminari?" Momo asked, her tone steady despite the incoming chaos.
Tetsutetsu and Kyoka were also waiting, ready to react on his command.
"We make a break for it!"
He raised an eyebrow and smirked at the camera that happened to zoom in on him, broadcasting his face across the stadium and to viewers everywhere.
"But first…" Kaminari extended his hands, placing them on Tetsutetsu, Kyoka, and Momo's shoulders.
"Time to boost your speed!"
With a burst of electricity, the three of them were suddenly wrapped in Kaminari's electric charge, crackling energy enhancing their movements.
"Let's move!"
In an instant, the Kaminari team shot across the field, moving in a blur. Their sudden burst of speed left everyone else scrambling to keep up.
"Don't let them get away!"
Nearby, Hagakure was shouting instructions from her perch atop Honenuki's shoulders. The Class B student activated his Quirk, "Softening," turning the ground beneath them into a viscous, muddy mess. It was a tactic designed to slow Kaminari's team down, but by the time the effect reached their position, Kaminari and his team had already sped past it.
"Whoa! The Kaminari team's moving at lightning speed!"
Present Mic's voice boomed over the speakers. "It seems like Kaminari's ability isn't just for himself—he's sharing that speed boost with his teammates!"
The observation didn't go unnoticed by professional heroes watching the event. Among them was Kamui Woods, who watched with keen interest from the stands, flanked by Mt. Lady and Death Arms.
"Impressive. A Quirk that can provide support like that is rare," Kamui mused. "We could use someone with that kind of utility in our agency."
Death Arms nodded. "I wonder how many people he can charge up like that. If it's more than three, his potential goes way beyond just combat."
"That's Kaminari, right? Midnight-senpai mentioned him," Mt. Lady chimed in, watching Kaminari's display with admiration.
On the field, Kaminari kept his eyes sharp. "Kyoka! Get ready!"
Without missing a beat, Kyoka extended her earphone jacks and drove them deep into the ground to their right.
"On it!"
The shockwave from Kyoka's Quirk tore through the ground, shattering it and creating an impassable terrain for the teams pursuing them. The tremor left Bakugo, Shoji, and other close pursuers struggling to keep their balance, forcing several teams to swerve away to avoid toppling.
"Ha! Nice one, Jiro!" Tetsutetsu grinned, thrilled by their teamwork.
"Feeling pumped now?" Kaminari teased, handing a bag of steel balls to Kyoka. "Here, this'll give us some extra firepower."
Kyoka nodded, securing the steel balls to use for defense.
"Let's keep moving," Momo said, glancing at the other groups catching up from behind. "If we keep up this pace, we'll be hard to catch."
But Kaminari's team wasn't the only one with determination. Across the field, Bakugo was growling with frustration, his face twisted in a scowl as he watched Kaminari pulling away.
"Kaminari, you're not getting away from me!" Bakugo roared. But before he could make a move, Monoma from Class B darted by and snagged the headband off Bakugo's head.
"Too slow, Class A," Monoma sneered, waving Bakugo's points in the air.
"Get back here, you bastard!!" Bakugo exploded, both literally and figuratively, propelling himself after Monoma with a series of fiery blasts.
Meanwhile, Class B had adopted a surprising strategy. Realizing they couldn't keep up with Kaminari's speed, they'd decided to target other Class A teams instead, stripping them of their points. In a matter of minutes, the only Class A teams still holding onto their headbands were Kaminari's, Midoriya's, and Todoroki's.
On the sidelines, Kaminari observed the field with a smirk. "Class B decided to gang up on us, huh? That actually works in our favor."
"Why's that?" Momo asked.
"It means we're not facing everyone at once. We can focus on just a few groups at a time."
As if on cue, Mineta's team charged toward them, Mineta's face set with grim determination as he held a handful of his sticky grape balls.
"This is it! With the other teams occupied, we can just go for Kaminari!"
At the same time, Todoroki's team was maneuvering to cut them off at the edge of the field. Todoroki, riding atop Iida's shoulders, had been watching Kaminari carefully, waiting for the right moment to intercept.
"You've been circling the edge to avoid confrontation," Todoroki observed, "but there's only so much space. You can't run forever."
Iida nodded in agreement. "And with my engine Quirk, we won't lose in a straight race."
Kaminari grinned at the sight of his opponent. "Well, Todoroki, I guess you finally caught up."
But despite the growing pressure, Kaminari didn't flinch. Instead, he looked over his shoulder at the camera focused on him and, in true showman fashion, flashed a confident smile.
"You might be fast, Iida, but you'll have to catch us first!"
The timer on the scoreboard continued to count down, but Kaminari and his team kept moving, their high-speed movements creating a whirlwind on the field. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, their cheers growing louder with each second.
"Will Kaminari's team hold onto their 10 million points?" Present Mic's excited commentary filled the air. "Or will Todoroki, Bakugo, or one of Class B's dark horses manage to turn the tables?"
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