Standt's muttering was so low that no one around him could hear it, but everyone around saw the freshman chief assistant walk into the ring.

Most of them couldn't help frowning.

They thought Stalter was too irrational.

"Still too young!"

Quite a few people have made such exclamations.

The rest of the people were looking in the direction of the ring with anticipation, and these people in wheelchairs and covered in bandages couldn't wait to see the rout of the freshmen.

The same is true for the fourth-graders standing in the ring.

The battle in front of me is just too boring.

Not a little challenging.

"It's time for it to end!"

The fourth-grader looked at Standt, who was standing in front of him with his head bowed, and said slowly.

As for Maika, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground?

Fourth-graders don't bother to look at it at all.

If the fourth-grader had taken a cursory look at Maika, he would have seen that the chief assistant to the freshman, who had fallen to the ground with a serious injury, was looking surprised.

Maika found out that something was wrong.

As a friend who eats, sleeps, and attends classes with Stalter since the beginning of school, and is with her almost all the time, Mika discovers Stalter's anomaly at this time.

However, at this point, Maika was unable to explore what was going on.

It was as if he could only watch as the fourth-grader's fist landed on Stilt's body...... It is the same as a three-meter-tall body.

Three meters?!

Mika was stunned.

The next moment, his eyes widened as he looked at Stant, who was like a little giant and had a strong body.

The punch that was enough to kill ordinary people and seriously injure the 'eater' hit the muscular body, not only did it not bring any attack effect, but the fourth grader himself was shocked and retreated.

Pain came from the palm of his hand, and shadows hung over his body.

The fourth-grader looked at Stalter in disbelief.

If it weren't for such a change happening in front of his eyes, the fourth-grader would not be able to imagine the appearance of an ordinary person turning into a giant, and the shock and incomprehension in his heart appeared like a tide, but immediately, the fourth-grader reined in his mind, and the huge palm was already grabbing towards him.

The fourth-grader wanted to dodge, but the stumbling footsteps during the shock, as well as the suction from the huge palm, made the opponent's body unable to dodge at all, but fell into the huge palm with great cooperation.

Severe pain spreads throughout the body between the palms of the hands.

Then, it was the fourth-grader who felt the world spin and shake.

While shaking, a deafening roar sounded.

"Roar, roar, call Baba!"

When the roar sounded, the fourth-grader immediately fell into a state of tinnitus, coupled with the previous whirlwind, the other party was completely stunned.

What's going on?

What happened?

Why is it called Baba?

The questions in his heart kept appearing in the bottom of the fourth grader's heart, but such a stunned look made Stantt lose patience.

He pinched the other and threw it into the audience like a discus.

Suddenly, those who were already in wheelchairs and wrapped in bandages were smashed and turned on their backs.

Screams of pain immediately rang out.

However, no one pays attention to them.

All eyes were on Stalter.

Or be undecided.

Or a little guesswork.

"What kind of talent is this?"

"This class of freshmen is really scary!"

"There are actually two talent eaters!"

"Two?"

"I'm afraid you've forgotten that the two of them are also deputies, and the real chief student is someone else, right?"

"Monster!"

"What a monster!"

……

The sound of discussion came from the audience, and in the ring where the second, third, fourth, and fifth graders stood closer, everyone looked solemn, including those chief students.

"An unexpected opponent!"

'Thai' looked at Stalter and sighed.

As the head student of the fifth grade, he is well aware of the strength of the fourth grader.

Although it won't be his opponent, you want him to withstand the opponent's punch unscathed, and then easily defeat the opponent?

Again, impossible.

He's not good at such fights.

The other party's body is really terrifying.

Don't get close to each other!

Otherwise......

The consequences are unimaginable!

The inner thoughts of the fifth-grade chief students are the thoughts of the people around them at the moment, who are staring at the body that is completely made of muscles, and they are secretly swallowing saliva one by one.

The only difference is that the fourth grade is the chief student.

Renata looked at the vague shadow of Stalter and a playful smile appeared in her eyes.

"Do you have a special physique?"

The fourth-grade chief student said softly.

"Are there any challengers?"

"If not, the new students will get two places in the big ring!"

Seniore asked in a loud voice.

All the seniors shook their heads in unison.

After witnessing the fiasco of an elite fourth-year student who had no power to fight back, even the fifth-grader was reluctant to feel uncomfortable in the ring.

Maybe the professors are getting paid well.

But for the sake of those rewards, it's not worth putting yourself in.

Look at the 4th grader just now!

Although the rescue was timely and there were no deaths, it was necessary to recuperate in bed for at least half a year, which is still the premise of full treatment without counting consumption.

For fifth-graders graduating soon, it's completely unworthy.

As for the fourth-grader's classmates?

They don't want to follow in the footsteps of their classmates.

You know, they are about to be promoted to the fifth grade, and if they lie in bed for half a year, the previous four years of hard work will be in vain.

They can't afford to do that.

The fourth and fifth graders don't speak, the second and third graders don't say anything, and no one has a hobby of masochism.

Surely, the Chiefs might have a chance to win?

But the remuneration of those professors is not enough to make the chief students excited, not to mention, each chief student has their own dignity.

Let them shoot at the new students?

That's impossible.

It's definitely not because the freshman chief has beaten them before.

The silence of the senior made Seniors announce loudly—

"Maika and Stalter have qualified to enter the big ring!"

"Win!"

"We're going to win!"

"Not only is the chief so powerful, but even the two assistants are so powerful?"

"No wonder the Chief chose them as assistants!"

"Is that the reason?"

……

After Senior's announcement, the freshmen immediately cheered and boiled, and some things that they usually didn't understand were also solved.

In fact, there was some discussion among the freshmen about why Qin Ran chose Maika and Stalter as the chief assistants.

It's okay for Maika, after all, Maika's strength is obvious to all.

But for the mediocre Stant?

Inevitably, freshmen will have some guesses.

There will inevitably be some malice.

However, at this moment, whether it is good or malicious, it all disappears.

Strong strength is enough to win everything.

This includes, but is not limited to, respect

Stant, who was standing in the ring, suddenly rolled his eyes again, and after shaking his body, he looked around blankly.

Under the lights, cheers filled my ears.

Who am I?

Where am I?

How did I seem to have somehow reached the pinnacle of life?

Stant's confusion did not disappear as he helped Mika to the ring, but only became more and more confused.

He already knew what had happened from his friend's mouth.

He was sure it wasn't him.

Even, the memory of that period does not exist.

"Do I have a split personality?"

Standt began to doubt himself.

"You're not going to have a split personality, are you?"

Maika asked directly.

"Probably not, no."

Stalter replied hesitantly.

"Do you think about where you go, and when you encounter something, it often comes to mind, I seem to have been here and encountered something like that?"

Maika asked with a serious expression.

"Hmm."

"I happen a lot."

"Could that be the experience of my other personality?"

Salter's expression became solemn.

"I don't know."

Mika shook her head.

"Don't know?"

"Then why are you asking this?"

Standt looked at his friend dissatisfied.

"I just want to test if you're you."

"Based on the test, I can be sure that you are you."

"If it was the guy from before, I should have been sent flying by this time."

Maika explained in earnest, and this was exchanged for a raised middle finger from Stente.

And while the two were discussing in a whisper, the remaining few places in the big ring also appeared, the fifth grade accounted for the vast majority, the third and fourth grades were a small part, and the second grade was wiped out because of the unexpected appearance of Stalter and Maika.

Everyone applauded the students standing in the big ring.

The good old professor stepped down from the audience and took the microphone from the master of ceremonies.

"I'm glad to see the change."

"Teorit itself is a product of change, and its rules are based on mutual, positive change, and I am glad that such change is happening to you."

The good old professor said, his gaze swept over Stantt and Mika.

"So, I'm going to give you an extra 100 credits privately."

After a pause, Professor Good Old said.

Professors can give students credits, but they are not unlimited, such as a professor of the level of a good old professor, only about 300 credits in a semester, which is equivalent to the value of a bento exchange paper.

And the students who can get on the big ring will each get 100 credits, plus the extra 100 credits given by the good old professor, which is already two-thirds of the bento vouchers.

There was envy in everyone's eyes when they looked at Stalter and Mika.

But there was no jealousy.

Because, the strength of the two is obvious to all.

Needless to say, Mika, a freshman who has some rumors in his own right, and Steat's performance is amazing.

Although he was dazed at the moment, the applause was still given to him.

And this applause did not subside with the passage of time, on the contrary, the applause became more and more enthusiastic.

The hot-field is over!

Next, it's time for the 'food battle'!

It is also the most anticipated program of Teorit's anniversary.

All students are open to participation without restrictions.

Through battles again and again, the strongest of the six groups of ABCDEF will be determined, and then these six strong players will wait for the big ring to fight.

The winner will have the chance to get a meal-level meal at a fraction of the price.

In fact, as long as you reach the Champion level of six rings, you can exchange it for a bento voucher at a tenth of the price.

Leonard pushed up the huge box, which contained the entry slips of all the contestants who had signed up for the 'Food Fight'.

After the drawing, they will be in each of the six rings.

The process of drawing was random, and no one knew who and who would be in the ring, so Dahler kept praying.

The second-year leader didn't want to be drawn with the other leaders.

Although he didn't admit it, the second-year chief knew very well that there was a certain gap between him and the rest of the chiefs.

And among the remaining three chief students, the fifth-grade chief student 'Tai' didn't care with a face, for him, as long as Qin Ran didn't participate, whoever he fought with would win a win.

After the two chiefs, Renata and Gemmala, glanced at each other, and they became as usual, and their fighting spirit boiled.

The two of them can't wait to fight.

In fact, it is not only these two chief students.

Among the remaining students, many of them looked at each other and then went their separate ways.

There are both usual discords.

There are also those who want to transcend in their hearts.

At this time, it blooms completely.

"The draw begins."

Seniore announced.

When the good old professor stepped forward, he had to draw lots - the good old professor would draw lots, and it was completely the result of the students' spontaneous voting.

Not only because the character of the good old professor is loved by the students, but also because the good old professor has been recognized by the students for his fair handling of the usual.

The good old professor raised his hand and reached for the lottery box.

But just as the good old professor's palm was about to touch the box, flames appeared on the box.

Call!

A single breath of flame turned into a raging fire, engulfing the entire lottery box in an instant.

The sudden accident made the guards in charge of the guard nervous, and the dean Ron Musi, who was sitting in the audience, frowned.

Immediately, though, the old dean discovered something.

He looked up at the roof of the gymnasium.

Above the bright lights, a dark shadow stood there.

The already dark figure, under the contrast of the strong light, becomes more and more profound.

The old dean's movements attracted the attention of the people around him, and people looked up one after another.

People with good eyes also found the dark shadow.

However, the face is not clear.

Therefore, when the figure jumped from a high place with the sound of the hunting wind and landed on the large ring that had been emptied for the time being, everyone who used it let out an exclamation.

Especially those who are freshmen.

"Chief?!"

They looked at the black figures in the light, and they were all puzzled.

It's just that this incomprehension only existed for a second, and then it was replaced by the excited shouts of the new students.

Because, Qin Ran, who was standing in the big ring, said word by word-

"Lottery?"

"No!"

"Those who signed up for the competition, you guys should go up together, I'm in a hurry."