"Sheryl, how are you?" shouted Cook's vague figure in confusion as he walked toward the place in confusion.

He had one eye half-open, his right hand covering his mouth and nose, and his gaze scanned back and forth in the scattered dust.

"Ahem......" A weak-sounding cough sounded to Cook's right, and although he was a little hoarse from the weakness, Cook could tell for a moment that it was Sheryl's cough.

"It's okay, I haven't fallen out of the ring yet. Sherrel's indifferent voice sounded again, his voice rising and falling, and it seemed that he was not lightly injured.

"When will the ashes be dispersed, the uniforms are almost dirty!" Elaine's dissatisfied complaint voice also sounded abruptly, sounding very bad.

"Snow, I can't stand it, let's admit defeat, we can't win at all with senior sisters!"

Snow's voice didn't sound for a long time, and Cook couldn't help frowning vigilantly, feeling everything around him.

Snow's words had already fainted. Sherrill dragged his tired and heavy body, staggering towards Cook's side, step by step.

Cook, hearing the source of the voice, couldn't help but look away, and in his field of vision, Sherrill was covered in blood, and his waist and right leg were wrapped in white, and he was limping and moving around.

"It's okay? haha, it's good that those silk exercises entangled you at the end. Cook furrowed his eyebrows, looked pleased, walked briskly in front of Sheryl, patted his shoulder, and smiled.

However, what Cook never expected was that under this pat, Sheryl actually snorted lightly, lost the last trace of consciousness, and fell straight towards Cook's body.

"Oh......" Cook was slightly stunned, but he reacted quickly, stretched out his hands, gently supported the scarred Sheryl, and held him in his arms at a loss.

Wisps of cold chill enveloped him, and the goosebumps all over Cook's body trembled at this time, with a bitter smile, Cook turned his head and whispered to Elaine, who exuded a strange aura behind him: "Uh...... Shall I get out of the way?"

"Ah, why, did I say anything?" Elaine said coldly, gritting her teeth word by word, and a full sense of oppression rushed directly towards Cook.

So what kind of jealousy do you eat at a man......

Cook smiled dryly and twitched the corners of his mouth, secretly scolding himself.

At this moment, the rings that had been scattered and split up were unexpectedly moving sideways, and even the bodies of Cook and the others, who were still above one ring, shook slightly.

"The ring is starting to be repaired?, so the other side has surrendered?" said Elaine, frowning as she looked at the stones flying sideways around her.

"So fast?" said Cook, blinking in amazement.

The tournament arena in the Star Energy Pavilion is a large ability item with an automatic repair function, unless it is completely turned into powder, as long as there is enough energy, it can be quickly repaired completely.

It is precisely because of this automatic repair function of the ring that the class competition can progress so quickly, without considering the time and money of the repair.

However, this automatic repair will only be activated after the game is over and the monitoring personnel outside the stadium confirm and control.

Now that auto-repair is turned on, it means that the other party has taken the initiative to issue a declaration of defeat.

But think about it, now the other party is only the red-collar girl, and she doesn't have any aggression at all, and the difference between victory and defeat is obviously distressing.

"But this time it was a really hard fight, and even Sheryl almost lost. Cook touched the back of his head and sighed with emotion, "Will there be more difficult teams in the future?"

"Yes......" Hearing this, Elaine frowned, and her eyes were a little solemn and whispered, as if she had thought of something, and her tone was full of sorrow.

Cook squinted his eyes and sighed in a rather depressed headache: "There really is!"

Elaine nodded slightly, and then replied with a somewhat solemn expression: "The team where the squad leader of our squad is located, although in terms of individual strength, Sheryl and I are slightly better, but in team battles, it is a different matter." ”

"Hmm...... And what about the rest, isn't there any other strong team?" Cook asked again.

"Although there are a few other strong teams, to be honest, they can't threaten us yet, and the only one who really needs to worry is the squad leader's team. ”

"That's right. Cook picked up Sheryl, his eyes rolled slightly, and he responded a little absentmindedly, "Let's talk about these things out, send Sheryl to treatment first, and transfer the venue." ”

Hearing this, Elaine secretly glanced at the unconscious Sheryl, and her eyes were a little complicated.

"Hold on, he's fainted anyway, and he won't know what's going on. Cook smiled playfully at Elaine's wink.

"Hmph!" Elaine just turned around arrogantly and left gracefully without looking back.

"Don't blame me if you regret it later!" Cook's shout came from behind Elaine, but it made Elaine's mood even more agitated, and he quickened his pace and disappeared into the corner of the stairs of the arena, not even riding on the metal disc.

"Alas......" Cook let out a long sigh, wistful.

After sending the seriously injured Sheryl to the medical room, Cook went straight back to his class, but he saw that everyone in the class was in high spirits and was talking about something.

I couldn't help but sit back in my seat, pulled Bell in the front row, and asked depressedly, "What's the situation now? What are they talking about? Why are you so energetic?"

"Actually, it's the beautiful girl transfer student I told you about today, and she came to visit the school before. Bell scratched his big flat head and laughed.

"Just a transfer student, as for what kind of idol topic you are engaged in?" Cook complained speechlessly.

"In fact, the transfer student came to our class on purpose, as if he was looking for someone. ”

"New to our class?" Cook was a little surprised.

"It's not. Bell shook his head decisively and continued, "She's not an alien, she's in an ordinary class, and someone secretly took a picture of her just now, do you want to go and see it?"

"Forget it, not very interested. Cook yawned and said lazily and casually, today's game is really a bit too intense, his ability energy is a little too much, and he is already a little tired.

When will I get rid of this ability? Cook thought to himself with some headaches, although Snow's ability is very powerful, it can still be very expensive to copy, and in the end, the ability is too inefficient.

But it was still won, so it was four wins.

The drowsiness gradually hit, Cook squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Bell one last time with a tired face, and said weakly: "I'll sleep first, and call me when school is out." ”

Bell twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Cook who fell asleep directly with envy, and sighed with emotion.

The foreign aid invited by the school is different, and you can sleep so confidently after a sleep.

In Dixing High School, in the principal's room, a middle-aged woman with majestic and meticulous glasses handed a document into the principal's hand expressionlessly, and then stood quietly aside, without saying a word.

After receiving the information, the principal carefully browsed it with a smile, and seemed to be full of interest in this information.

"Well, is this the new transfer student? I see, the grades are really good. ”

"Yes. The middle-aged woman looked awe-inspiring and said indifferently, "Betty's grades are very good, and there is no problem in moving to our school." ”

The principal remained silent, just maintaining a warm smile, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the desk beside him, making a crisp "da-da" sound.

"With all due respect, Headmaster!" the middle-aged woman frowned and said quickly with a somewhat displeased expression, "Only by confirming the results can you judge whether a person is excellent or not." ”

"Yes, Betty's test results are indeed excellent. The headmaster chuckled softly, his face warm.

"Can you please not deliberately deflect the subject?" the middle-aged woman's eyes sharpened, "You know what I mean." ”

"Ah...... That's it. The principal stretched out his right hand helplessly, pillowed it behind his head, and smiled bitterly.

"Any transfer to another school, without going through the actual test, is full of water, even if the school invites foreign aid!"

"If you just need to be at the top, with the various reputations of our school, you can recruit a lot of outstanding people, but the people you invite now, with all due respect, can't see any results!"

The middle-aged woman looked solemn and spoke sharply, and the surging sense of oppression made the principal look a little embarrassed.

"Don't say that, he's won four straight class competitions so far. ”

"That kind of thing, as long as there are Sheryl and Elaine from our school, anyone can do it!" the middle-aged woman replied sharply, her frowning brows revealing dissatisfaction and anger.

"Really, you can ask Sheryl about this kind of thing, right?" the headmaster shrugged, put down the materials in his hand, walked to the window, looked at the vast playground in the distance, and smiled slightly.

"With the confirmed facts, there is no need to ask again!" to the principal's words, the middle-aged woman responded directly and awe-inspiringly.

"Confirm the facts?" the headmaster hung his head bitterly, his helplessness making him a little tired.

After all, you didn't even ask for it, did you? You just relied on your own judgment to confirm it, right?

"But, have I seen what will become of Dixing High School in a month and a half?" Don't you look forward to it?" the principal turned around from the window and looked at the middle-aged woman, revealing a mysterious and peaceful smile.

The middle-aged woman frowned slightly, and looked at the principal in front of her with some puzzlement.