A fierce war that lasted for half a year began.

The second-year students launched wave after wave of challenges to the third-grade students.

The battle was extremely fierce.

The picture is extremely bloody.

The roar shook the universe.

The second-year students, like inexhaustible warriors, charged towards the apex again and again, fell and rose again and again, and swore their longing again and again.

Third grade is not easy to play.

Maybe one of the classes, the second class can easily hang, but if more than two of them join forces, the second class is not an opponent.

What's more, in the face of the provocation of the second grade, the third grade classes, who felt humiliated, put aside their contradictions with each other and kept going out, ready to teach the juniors a deeply unforgettable lesson.

If you want to defeat the third grade, you must integrate the entire strength of the second grade.

There is no problem integrating five ordinary classes, but classes one and three are not very interested in beating the third grade.

Or rather, they don't want to work hard and end up in the limelight in the second shift...... Even if the second class started this war in the name of the entire second grade.

Arduous.

It was extremely hard at first.

It can be described as "hard work".

Even the strongest second squad suffered heavy losses without fighting, and the battalion was full of wounded soldiers, so it could only turn from attack to defense, barely resisting.

The third-year coalition forces are not so easy to give up, and after finding that the lower grades are significantly more abusive than their peers, they begin to be full of interest in ravaging the weak, and they never tire of it.

The five ordinary classes in the second grade were brutally tortured.

Zhou Ming's second shift barely maintained self-preservation.

The situation is critical.

If the first and third classes do not help, the second grade, which has been severely suppressed, is likely to be defeated by the whole line.

Zhou Ming had to send persuasive personnel to do the work of the first and third shifts, and invited them to face the challenge together.

The first and third classes were ignored.

Zhou Ming had to put down his body and personally go to the squad leaders of the two classes to persuade him personally.

"Aren't you very good in the second class, and what other helpers do you need?" said the third class leader mockingly.

"I'm sorry, this is your war, not ours. Nan Zhen, the leader of the first squad, hugged his hands and said expressionlessly.

Persuasion is ineffective.

Zhou Ming, who was helpless, had to adjust his tactics and adopted the "point pulling strategy".

The so-called "pull-out strategy" is to concentrate about 30 elites in their hands to form a core fist force, and then rely on this force, starting from the weakest class of three years and eight classes, until the first class of three years, one after another, and teach the eight classes of the third grade one by one.

The difficulty of this tactic is how to seize the opportunity, form a one-on-one situation, and defeat the opponent before the opponent's support arrives.

And how to get out quickly after winning?

This requires a strong role to be in charge of the break-off work.

This work can only be undertaken by Zhou Ming.

So under the "pull-out strategy", within a month, from the eighth class in three years to the first class in three years, eight classes, all Zhou Ming's second class was beaten violently, suppressing the arrogance of the third grade.

But the third grade is not vegetarian either, and in a fit of anger, the eight classes are completely united, ready to bring down the second class!

They gathered more than 400 people and surrounded more than 40 people from the second class on the rear playground.

10 to 1 number of people.

The second class is inescapable.

Zhou Ming also encountered the most critical situation, although his individual strength was very powerful, he could break a hundred, but what if two or three hundred people dealt with him?

Moreover, in the previous eight battles, he had consumed a huge amount, and his aura and spiritual power had been depleted many times, and this time he had only recovered a small half.

Of course, with his skills, he can fight his way out of the encirclement and choose to escape.

But the brothers are here......

"Ma Dan, I'm afraid I'm really going to fall this time. ”

One punch knocked away an opponent, but Zhou Ming, who was hit twice in the back at the same time, stumbled and felt a fishy sweetness in his throat.

There are fewer and fewer teammates around.

Chen En fell.

Takeichiro fell.

After Lu Qingchen got up many times, he was also pressed to the ground by a group of people.

can still stand, only Zhou Ming is left.

Around him, there were nearly 200 people.

"Zhou Yuan, aren't you very powerful, this time we are going to abuse you fiercely!"

"This kid is so hateful, at least he can't get out of bed for half a year!"

"Hahahaha! This monster is finally going to be subdued by us!"

The ecstasy and noise of several third-grade students were exchanged for Zhou Ming's fists and kicks, and each one flew away.

"Damn, him!"

"Fight to the death!"

"I don't believe I can't suppress you!"

Nearly two hundred people, like high-density zombies, sandwiched Zhou Mingbao.

compressed his fighting space, restrained his fists and feet, and finally like a huge net, he wanted to control his monster, and then torture and humiliate him wantonly.

It was at this last moment.

There was a shout of killing all around.

Reinforcements from five ordinary classes rushed over.

Reinforcements from the first and third classes also rushed over.

Wait for the earth-shattering and dark fighting to end.

Next to Zhou Ming, standing was Nan Zhen, the leader of the first squad, and He Sifang, who vowed to defeat him.

At this moment, both of them were covered in bruises, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, their skin was blue and their faces were swollen, and their clothes were dirty and tattered, like beggars.

Zhou Ming, who was embarrassed and his image was not much better, laughed and said: "Didn't you say that you couldn't come to help? Why did you come here in the end?

Nan Zhen glanced disdainfully at the corner of his mouth: "Don't be kidding! I just don't want to see a character beaten into shit by that group of third-graders." ”

He Sifang also smiled coldly: "Self-imposed amorous fools, those third-year people are too arrogant, I just want to teach them a lesson, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Hahaha!"

Zhou Ming looked up to the sky and smiled, his expression was very weak: "I knew that you would definitely come at the critical moment, if you were a character, you would not stand idly by!"

It turned out later that Zhou Ming's words did have a lot of self-inflicted sentimental elements, and the first and third classes were not inspired by his spirit and bowed to his heroic deeds.

It's the people in their respective classes, a few of them were bullied by the third grade and were beaten violently for no reason (because of the successive losses, the third grade, who was embarrassed and angry, guarded the school gate, and beat the second grade students when they saw them, causing a lot of accidental injuries, and the pot had to be carried by the second class), because they were unhappy, so they took action.

But no matter what, after the end of this big war and the active forces of the first and third classes joined, the third grade, which was hit hard, was completely at a disadvantage.

The next three major battles ended in fiasco.

After entering the second semester, considering the factors of going on to higher education and the need for a safe cultivation environment, the third year took the initiative to propose a truce and recognized the hegemony of the second class of the second year.

In this way, the goal of dominating Huanluan Middle School in two years and two classes has been successfully achieved!

The enthusiasm of the secondary two students has received the most expected response.