The day of the entrance exam is finally here. Me and izuku get there side by side. I look at izuku 'he's grown even without a quirk. He might do better than me. He's basically iron, man. The things that backpack of his can do.' I can't help but think with the shake of my head.
'Though he did need a little help from me. Using lazers for almost infinite power isn't exactly easy to figure out.'
I pat his shoulder. "You've got this, so drop the tense face. There's a big chance you'll do better than me. Especially if you rely on your suits, ai." I then walk forward. Leaving him with those words.
"Thanks, oni-chan."
I hear from behind me as I enter the exam building. As we make our way to our seats. A paper exam is done first.
'Is this all?' I think as I see the questions. 'There's not even anything on quantum physics. How are you supposed to predict your enemies moves if you don't teach quantum physics? Unbelievable...'
After that joke of a paper exam we are given are each given a note that tells us a bus to board. 'Pretty simple stuff so far. Very inefficient, I guess this what my past younger brother would call more fun than intelligent. Of course, he pushed me out of a plane with a parachute to prove that point.'
After the bus ride, we filed out of the bus. 'I see mina ashido and Kaminski denki. No one else from class is here. Though there are a couple of people from class b.'
As we are standing in front of the gate, I see it open suddenly. I immediately blast forward explosion, launching out of my feet. 'I took off my shoes.' Using a combination of explosions from my hand and feet, I continue to blast forwards, moving close to the speed of sound. The first thing I spot is a ton of 1 pointers and a 2 pointer. I blast forward my hands in front of me. I turn my body into a bullet piercing straight through their robotic bodies.
'7 points'
I continue moving anything that gets in my way I blow right through. The other contest hasn't even gotten close to me.
'14 points'
'20 points'
By the time the zero pointer shows, I'm at 113 points. 'Well, aren't you a big boy. Ah, what a waste of materials you are, though.' I blast into the air, reaching just below cloud level I then. Free fall for a second, getting my feet and palms behind me, I explode forward. Using gravity and explosions to massively increase my speed, I break the sound barrier halfway down. And my speed is still increasing. As I get just above the zero pointer, I cup my hands and focus the explosion. I make an explosion strong enough to completely stop my momentum.
What's left standing is the dust of a zero pointer and a whole just a bit wider than it that goes down 30 meters or 98 feet and five inches. I land on the edge of the whole.
'That bruised my palms.' Good thing explosion resistance evolved from that. I could probably safely go way past the speed of sound now.' I turn around and see a massive crowd of people staring at me.
"What?" I can't help but ask. It's not every day this many people gawk at you.
"Holy shit dude that was insane. "
"All I heard was this whistling sound and then this huge pillar of light."
"How did you do that? What's your quirk?"
They start to bombard me with comments and questions. 'Was that really all that amazing? All I did was beat a zero pointer. Sure, it's strong but not fawn over me strong.'
Suddenly, an old woman's voice cuts through the crowd. "Excuse me, I need to check for injuries, so if you'll let me through." The crowd parts and a short old lady walk up to me. She gives me a once over and then turns over my hand to seem my palms.
"Nothing that wouldn't heal in a few days." She just gives me this open mouth look. "Honestly, you youngins are too spirited for your own good." She puckers her lips and kisses my left palm.
I watch as my wounds vanish. She seems to study me for a moment longer and then shakes her head in disbelief. 'What? Is it because I'm not tired from her healing me? Is that a bad thing?'
*pov recovery girl*
Watching the spectacle of that boy blow up the zero pointer I expect to see him barely standing when I get there. But no he's just staring at the crowd with an akward look. I get through the crowd of contestants and scan him for wounds. I see his hands lightly twitch as I do so.
I turn over his hands to see 'light bruising? How much has he trained? I can't help but look at him in slight shock. "Nothing that wouldn't heal in a few days."
'I've seen many who push their quirks to the limit and they never come out with light bruises. Which means he was holding back. How much has this boy trained?'
"Honestly, you youngins are too spirited for your own good." I can't help but say as I get him healed up. I look at him expected to see a hint of exhaustion. He just tilts his head in confusion at my stare. 'This boy isn't even close to tired. He could probably launch another 40 of those attacks. Honestly I'm too old for this.' I think with a head shake as I walk away.
'Better report this too the teachers. Let them know what they're in for with this one.'