The next students also perford impressively.
Asui Tsuyu relied on her astonishing jumping ability, kicking straight through concrete walls with clean, powerful strikes.
Sato Rikido, after calmly consuming a small bag of sugar, transford into a towering powerhouse, smashing through cent like a living bulldozer.
Kirishima Eijiro activated his Hardening Quirk and charged forward head-on, pulverizing the concrete as if it were nothing more than brittle paper.
Yaoyorozu Momo created a heavy machine gun without hesitation, turning everything in front of her into a riddled ss of shattered cent.
Of course, there were exceptions.
"Help!!! My Quirk has zero attack power!!!"
Only one person could shout sothing so shaless in broad daylight.
Mineta Minoru.
Though his physical condition was better than before, he still refused to train properly. For the full thirty seconds, he did nothing but scream and flee while being chased by cent pillars, barely managing to survive the ti limit.
To be fair, Centoss hadn't made the concrete especially hard this ti.
This was deliberately done for students whose Quirks weren't suited for direct destruction.
Even so, Uraraka Ochaco and Jiro Kyoka still managed to break several walls through sheer effort alone—making Mineta's performance look even more tragic by comparison.
"Next—Midoriya Izuku!"
Hearing his na, Midoriya quickly closed his small notebook and stepped forward. Ever since childhood, he'd had the habit of recording Quirk analyses, and his classmates were no exception. His ability to summarize and learn was one of the reasons for his rapid growth.
He took a deep breath.
When he looked up, he saw expectation shining clearly in All Might's eyes.
"Go on, young Midoriya."
Midoriya steadied himself, bending his knees slightly and lowering his center of gravity.
"ONE FOR ALL—Full Cowl!"
Green lightning surged across his body as he launched forward with explosive force.
"Not enough… I need to be stronger!"
As he ran, Midoriya recalled Bakugo's overwhelming power from a year ago, the helplessness he felt facing Nomu, and the even greater strength Bakugo had displayed earlier today.
"I want to grow faster than them!"
Sothing inside his body seed to unlock at that mont. The green lightning surrounding him grew brighter, denser—subtly changing in a way even Midoriya himself didn't imdiately notice.
But All Might did.
"That is…!"
Having wielded One For All for decades, All Might noticed the change instantly. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Perhaps… you really will surpass expectations before I retire."
With One For All surging through him, Midoriya punched through cent wall after cent wall, his speed and power no slower than Kirishima's earlier performance.
"This kid keeps getting better and better,"
Kirishima muttered, his blood boiling with excitent.
"If this keeps up, even my strongest point might get overtaken."
Though Kirishima still had a hidden technique—pushing Hardening to its absolute limit for full-body transformation—who could say Midoriya didn't have sothing similar waiting?
"Looks like I'll add another hundred push-ups tonight!"
A true fitness fanatic, Kirishima's Quirk demanded an equally powerful physique.
Ti passed, and Igarashi Masata still hadn't been called.
Bored, Masata casually activated elentalization, switching his fingers back and forth between flesh and magma, quietly entertaining himself.
"The last one—Igarashi Masata!"
"Huh. I didn't expect to be the finale,"
Masata said lazily.
"So the stronger the person, the later they go? Is that so universal law?"
All Might laughed.
"I put you last on purpose! If you lted all the cent first, how would the others take their test?"
"Oh, that makes sense."
Centoss could control cent—even broken cent—but if Masata lted it into magma or fully assimilated it, it would leave Centoss powerless.
"Alright then,"
Masata said with a grin, patting Bakugo's shoulder as he passed him.
"Open your eyes wide, Bakugo."
He walked briskly to the center.
"Okay, teacher—go all out!"
With full confidence, Masata tossed his shirt to Yaoyorozu. His well-built fra flexed naturally, muscles shifting with his movents.
Centoss's expression turned serious.
"Be careful."
This ti, his movents were completely different.
"What's this—special treatnt?!"
Masata shouted as a massive concrete wave, tens of ters high, surged toward him like a tsunami.
"All Might! I protest!"
"Protest denied!"
All Might replied rcilessly.
"Tch. No sense of humor."
Masata's playful expression vanished. Magma began to flow along his arms.
"This is the first ti I've combined full elentalization with this technique…
Teacher Centoss is tough enough. I should be fine going all out."
His right arm fully transford into a massive magma limb. Unlike before—when magma rely wrapped his hand—this ti the entire arm was elentalized. Control and output skyrocketed.
"Big Spitfire!!"
A magma fist nearly five ters wide roared forward, carrying searing heat and crushing montum.
BOOM!!
The towering concrete wave shattered instantly, like an egg smashed against stone. The magma fist continued forward without slowing, heading straight for Centoss.
Cold sweat poured down Centoss's face.
He desperately reshaped the ground beneath him, forming sharp concrete spikes to pierce and slow the magma fist—but it was useless.
Instead, more cent was assimilated by the magma, enlarging the fist even further.
BOOM!!
Suddenly, the raging magma fist exploded mid-air, scattering molten chunks across the ground.
"What are you doing? I could still control that!"
Masata snapped.
There was only one person capable of destroying that attack so cleanly.
All Might.
A powerful gust of compressed wind pressure had pierced the magma fist, forcing it to disperse before it could cause serious harm.
All Might coughed lightly, looking a bit embarrassed.
"…I might've reacted a little too quickly."
He had complete confidence that Masata wouldn't harm allies or teachers—but instinct still kicked in.
"…Alright, everyone,"
All Might said loudly.
"Let's move on to voting!"
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