Saiki looked at Sasuke Uchiha, who was also panting, and wiped her nose,

At this moment, Sasuke Uchiha had been pressed down by her back.

"Although it's obvious that you've improved,

Saiki smiled proudly,

"But I still won!"

Sasuke was pressed to the ground by her,

He was so tired that he could only pant heavily,

Although he still couldn't defeat Saiki this time, he was unprecedentedly calm,

"Saiki -"

Xing blinked and let go of Sasuke. Sasuke was so tired that he could only support his waist. "I used to think that you were unreachable."

Saiki looked into his eyes. At this moment, Sasuke's eyes seemed to be unusually bright, even a little scorching. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

"But now I realize that..,

You're actually an ordinary person.., "

Sasuke smiled at Saiki,

"You've regressed."

Saiki put her hands on her waist,

She pursed her lips. "How am I regressing,

It's you who has improved.

Also..,

I've said it several times before,

I've always admired you,

Your talent and effort are things that I don't have,

But you've never listened to me properly. "

Sasuke felt a little absent-minded,

It turned out that Saiki had long recognized his strength,

In fact, it was just that he was too entangled with the gap between them at that time.

"Okay, it's late." Saiki pulled up Sasuke, who was so tired that he couldn't even straighten his back. "We should -"

At this time, Sasuke and Xing realized that there was a problem. When did so many people appear around them!!!???

And just now, they were a little too engrossed in the battle with each other, so they didn't hear the noise around them. Now, the audience suddenly burst into extremely enthusiastic applause, so loud that it made their scalps tingle.

They didn't know how to squeeze out of the crowd. The two of them were silent.

They didn't know what to do to divert the attention of the crowd.

However, just as the two of them were trying to think of a way to escape the encirclement, the crowd automatically parted to create a path for them.

The faces of the students standing on both sides turned red, and some of them even had tears in their eyes.

Their thunderous applause silenced the two of them. They didn't know what to say.

"Well done!" Some people were still cheering loudly.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a hot-blooded battle."

There were also people who began to lament about their youth, showing an expression of vicissitudes. "It's really the new generation. We, the older generation, are not qualified …"

Although Saiki was a person who had seen a lot of things, she felt a little ashamed at this moment. Although Shisui said that she was thick-skinned, the thickness of her skin couldn't stop it from burning red.

She lowered her head and pushed Sasuke forward, but as they walked, she found that Sasuke seemed to be a little flustered. She raised her head and glanced at Sasuke slightly, and found that Sasuke also seemed to be a little off.

He was still the same. When he was flustered, he always looked serious and calm in the face of danger, but the roots of his ears and the back of his neck seemed to be burning.

At this moment, Sasuke was exactly like this.

He also felt very ashamed, but he still had to put on a calm appearance.

Saiki couldn't help but pull Sasuke's hand, trying to give him some support.

Sasuke's palm was already wet, and what Saiki didn't expect was that Sasuke's hand was very soft to the touch, unlike Naruto's.

Saiki couldn't help but pinch Sasuke's palm.

Sasuke hurriedly let go of Saiki's hand as if he had been electrocuted. This was also within Saiki's expectations. After all, Sasuke seemed to be a little mysophobic, and he didn't like to be in close contact with others.

But Saiki suddenly felt that her hand was grabbed. Sasuke let go of her hand, but he held it tightly again.

Although Saiki didn't know what was going on, Sasuke must be very nervous at this moment. Saiki acquiesced to Sasuke's behavior.

Moreover, Sasuke's hand was really softer than she imagined, which was very cute.

Saiki looked at Sasuke with a more gentle and "loving" gaze, plus a little gratification for Sasuke's growth.

However, Chubby wasn't very happy.

'Host, he is taking advantage of you!'

'He's just a child.'

'…' Your wisdom is not as good as his … Uchiha people are very smart! '

'Host, you have to work hard. Look, Sasuke Uchiha's cultivation progress. His strength is almost catching up with yours!'

Saiki tilted her head, as if thinking about something. 'Chubby, I changed my mind.'

'What?' Chubby had a very bad feeling.

'I don't want to be a warrior anymore.'

'You want to be a tank?

Or an assassin? Wait a minute!?? '

'I've decided. I want to be a nanny!'

Chubby suddenly had a premonition that his host might be useless. From a positive and progressive young man, he had suddenly turned into an onlooker. Didn't the host pass the System's Inner Demon Trial???

She was afraid that this was a fake.

It, the System 'Chubby', and its host 'Saiki' — this was definitely the worst class he had ever taught.

"That was amazing …" Midori murmured, taking out a notebook and frantically writing down notes. While he was frantically recalling the process just now, he was quickly writing down notes in his notebook.

"So it's possible to fight such an amazing battle without using one's personality." Iida was a little emotional. He finally realized that this school was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons.

He had always been very confident in his own strength.

But today, he had seen someone even more powerful.

He also realized one thing.

The strength of one's strength wasn't absolute. Having a strong personality wasn't the absolute standard to judge a person's strength. The key was how one used it. One could fight without using one's personality.

Everything depended on oneself.

Midori was completely shocked and moved by the spirit of the two people just now. On one hand, he was surprised by their strength in actual combat. On the other hand, he was shocked by their persistence in defending their dignity and everything they cherished.

'They will definitely become true heroes.'

Eight Million Hundred didn't know why, but after watching the two's battle, she didn't feel as excited as everyone else. Instead, she felt a little lost.

"Iida, Midori, I'll go back first." Eight Million Hundred said goodbye to the two, seemingly a little lost.

Midori was too immersed in his own state, recalling the details just now, so he didn't notice it. Iida, on the other hand, was sensitive enough to notice it, but he didn't say anything.

Because although Eight Million Hundred was easy-going, she wasn't the weak type. Although she didn't show it in many things, Iida understood that as a guaranteed student, Eight Million Hundred's pride was no less than anyone else's.

Eight Million Hundred was a little disappointed.

It wasn't that she wasn't affected by the battle between the two children, but that this battle made her understand her weakest point.

She didn't know much about the business and invention departments, but she knew that most people had a personality that wasn't suitable for fighting.

But today, these two children proved one point — — fighting was their freedom, and it was something they could do.

Eight Million Hundred had doubts before, whether she was suitable for fighting.

Although she was a guaranteed student in their school, and she used to be proud of it, but now she wasn't so sure.

Her ability was creation, whether it was her family, friends, or teachers, they were all surprised by her ability.

And this also made her proud.

She had a reserve of knowledge that ordinary people couldn't reach, and she had also won a lot of competitions.

But Eight Million Hundred had never thought about whether she was suitable for the Hero Department.

Becoming a hero was her dream, but after coming to Xiong Ying, she seemed to have lost all her glory overnight. Her physique, her experience, there was nothing that could make her proud.

Previously, Aizawa Xiaotai sensei's test also made her understand.

Other students' personalities seemed to be more suitable for fighting.

This reminded her of the advice given by her junior high school teacher. "Eight Million Hundred, I know your personality is unique, but, about this guaranteed place, I hope you think about it carefully, I hope you can make a good decision — — are you really suitable for the Hero Department?"

That's right — she used to be a guaranteed student, so she took up a spot in Class A and rightfully became a member of Class A.

But after witnessing this battle, she couldn't help but have some doubts.

Was she really suitable?

There were so many people more suitable for the Hero Department than her, so why was she standing here?

Did the two children understand how much impact their choice today — — to choose the Normal Department and not the Hero Department — — would have on their future?

"Those two little guys are not bad."

Some of the older students had already started to comment — — there was no lack of people from the Business Department. They had all rushed over when they heard this "news" that was worth reporting.

"They are very good. Maybe they are the strongest in this year's Business Department." Some people sighed.

The two students from the Business Department scratched their heads. "We used to be strong in the Normal Department too.

But now?

What can we do? We are only in the Normal Department. "

"Yes, it's a pity for those two children — — their battle was indeed exciting, but their personalities, sigh."

"It's probably very difficult for them to become true professional heroes. Their personalities aren't strong, and their physical strength can't be that strong. It's more suitable for them to become police officers, but as professional heroes, they will find it difficult to deal with slightly stronger enemies."

"It looks like the Normal Department won't do …"

The two students only puffed up their cheeks, looked at each other, shrugged, and continued to record.

"There's nothing that can't be done."

Suddenly, they heard someone coldly throw out a sentence.

"Who is that?

He looks so arrogant. "

One of them smacked his lips and looked at the youth who was walking away. "It's Bombardment Scorch. He's probably the strongest this year — — he's the son of Hero Andre. His strong personality is unprecedented and will never be surpassed …"

Bombardment Scorch was a little irritated. He hated the way those people were content to fall behind and even gloat. Their attitude — — the way they were content to be at the bottom of the mud but were unwilling to tolerate others leaving them — made him irritated.

Moreover, their evaluation of him and their flattery made him feel extremely disgusted.

He hated the so-called second strongest personality that his father had given him.

The strength he had today was all due to his own hard work. Their irresponsible judgment and envy were just a form of mockery to him.

And after seeing the battle today, he affirmed his choice. Personality did not mean everything.

Saiki and Sasuke Uchiha were exhausted today. The two of them had to go to a nearby cold drink shop to sit down. Fortunately, their residence was not far away.

Otherwise, Saiki doubted that the two of them could make it to the subway station instead of sleeping through the station.

Saiki rubbed her legs and watched the ice cream in the bowl melt little by little. She didn't seem to have any appetite — — she just wanted to have a good sleep now.

But Sasuke didn't look tired at all. Instead, he looked a little excited.

Especially when he tasted the first mouthful of ice cream, his eyes widened slightly, as if he was surprised by its texture.

Saiki thought it was a little funny at first. Sasuke, who was always like a little adult, could also be so childish. But then Saiki thought of something.

Sasuke and she did not come from the same world. The era in which Sasuke grew up was not the same as her childhood.

There were many things that she felt were common and familiar, and she didn't think much of them. Even after coming to Sasuke's world, she felt that it didn't matter much even if they didn't exist.

However, the superior living conditions and rich and new things, such as this exquisite high-end cold drink shop, were things that Sasuke had never experienced in his previous world, and it was difficult to enjoy in the short term.

Saiki suddenly felt a little sad.

The world was so beautiful, for Sasuke and for her.

"Sasuke, didn't you say that only Sasuke likes sweets?" Saiki looked at Sasuke's slightly puffed cheeks and felt that Sasuke was really cute at this moment.

Sasuke suddenly put on a straight face again. "Occasionally, it's necessary to try it. It's just that I haven't tried it much.

Of course, Sasuke still prefers sweets. "

Sasuke, who was stubborn, seemed to be even cuter. Saiki began to despise herself. Why did she suddenly love her disciple so much??

She didn't think she was a shota lover.