The yelling of the new students made the gymnasium quiet.

Professor Thales and Dean Ron Muls in the stands looked at each other with surprise.

"This year's freshmen are a little different, huh?"

On the occasion of the anniversary, Ron Muth, who had changed into the dean's uniform, felt a little uncomfortable, and he whispered while tugging at the horns of his robe.

"Hmm."

"After all, there's a different chief student."

Professor Thales said with a smile.

"2567?"

Ron thought of the maverick freshman, and he couldn't help but think of his old friend Smith, who had disappeared, and then he had a headache.

"2567 is different from Smith."

"Perhaps, 2567 is acting a little radically, but he's a good boy."

When the good old professor saw Ron Musi's expression, he immediately defended Qin Ran.

"Good boy?"

Ron Hearts glared at the good old professor, he didn't know where the other party came to such a conclusion, but he couldn't think of anything that the freshman chief had anything to do with the word 'good boy', it was completely different!

Looking at the good old professor, who still wanted to explain, Ron Muth waved his hand and pointed to the other side of the stands.

There, a group of neutral professors and the professors in charge of the lab sneered head-on.

"Childish!"

"I'm still too young!"

"I hope I won't be beaten too badly for a while!"

Strength will not be increased by roaring.

Facts don't change because of ideas.

They really want to see these new students still be able to scream when they are faced with the harsh reality.

And some students in the second, third, fourth, and fifth grades who had already received special orders and were ready to go, at this time, after secretly glancing at each other, a third-grade student couldn't wait to jump into the empty small ring, and with a contemptuous smile on the other side, he raised his right hand, palm up, and beckoned in the direction of the ring where the new students were.

Mika didn't hesitate to play.

Stalter is about to follow.

But he was stopped by Maika.

"I'll be enough for one person."

Maika said.

Once, in the freshman orientation class, Maika wanted to challenge the third graders, but an unexpected appearance made him have to stop.

However, he was about to get his wish.

Although the third-grader in front of him is no longer the waste third-grader that appeared at that time, he is the elite of the third-year, but he is not the same as he was in the original guidance class.

After eating the 'fit' food, he had already undergone a drastic change.

Not only is he stronger, faster, and stronger, but he also has a strange talent.

And this will be his chance to win!

Maika jumped into the ring and stood in front of the third-grader, a defiant smile on her rebellious face.

"I'll break your limbs!"

"I was going to make you cry!"

The third-grader said word by word.

Although the order he received was only to teach this group of freshmen, as long as no one died, the scope of this lesson was up to him.

Is it to knock the opponent out of the ring neatly?

Or do you make it difficult for the other party to heal from serious injuries?

Everything depends on his mood.

And at the moment?

The third-grader was in a very bad mood.

It's just a freshman!

It's not that monster again!

Dare to provoke him!

He wants to teach the other party a good lesson!

The third-graders, who had this in mind, rushed straight towards Maika as soon as Senior, who was acting as the referee, started.

No strategy, no tricks.

It is simply relying on physical strength to suppress people.

Freshmen, although they have eaten the first food that 'fits' their bodies, but a fast-food level food is not enough for third-year students who have eaten at least three servings of the same level of food.

So, the third-graders are ready to defeat Maika as quickly as possible.

The third-grader who rushed in front of Maika raised his hand and punched it.

The punch went straight to Maika's cheek with a vicious wind.

Woo!

Mika's hair was blown and swayed around, but Mika's eyes were staring at the opponent's fist without blinking, and there was no intention of dodging.

Seeing this scene, people who had heard the rumors of Maika's victory over the second-graders and had some expectations shook their heads.

"There's no suspense anymore."

"He's a little too big!"

"There is a fundamental difference between a third-grader and a second-grader!"

"I hope he won't be beaten too badly!"

Dalla sighed.

"Really?"

"I don't think so."

"This freshman is going to surprise you!"

Renata said with a smile as she clasped her hands around her chest.

"He will win!"

Rarely, Gemala echoed it.

Looking at the third- and fourth-grade chiefs who were standing on the same front for the first time, the second-grade chiefs couldn't help but be stunned, and almost instinctively looked at the fifth-grade chiefs.

"Read on, and you'll know."

'Thai' said with a smile.

When the second-year chief looked at the ring again, he was surprised to find that Mika, who had not dodged, had blocked a punch from the third-year.

No!

It's not blocked!

It was the wrist that grabbed the third grader!

Maika's hands, under the light, glowed with a faint metallic luster.

One hand blocked the third grader's fist, and the other firmly grasped the third grader's wrist, and, before the other party could react, he twisted violently.

Gaba!

With the crunch of bones, the third-grader's wrist was twisted and broken.

"Ahhh

Screams rang out, but Mika showed no mercy.

Just as the other party will not have any pity for him, Maika will not hesitate at this time.

Bang, bang!

The fist that flashed with metallic luster, like a heavy hammer, hit the third-grader in front of him at a rapid speed, and after only one round, the opponent was paralyzed in the ring, and the bones of the whole body did not know how many were broken, and the breathing of the whole person weakened rapidly.

"Medical team!"

After signaling to the medical team on standby, Seniore turned around and said, "Freshman Maika wins!" ”

"Win!"

Cheers immediately came from the ring where the freshmen were standing.

The second-year chief looked at Maika standing in the middle of the ring in disbelief.

"Awakened talent?"

There is no explanation for that kind of physical abnormality other than 'talent', but it is really surprising that a freshman awakens his talent.

Such a freshman should be the chief of this year.

As soon as I thought of the second-year chief here, I immediately thought of this class of real novice chiefs.

Suddenly, the second-year leader shrank his neck.

Although the other party is a freshman, he is also a monster.

It's still the kind of monster you can't mess with.

"Only a monster like that can have such a talented person act as a deputy, right?"

The second-year chief muttered softly to himself.

Although the voice was very soft, it was clear to several chief students.

"Of course."

"What's so strange about that man having such a subordinate?"

The fourth-year chief said with a smile.

"The strong will be followed."

The third-year chief said coldly.

Listening to the words of the two, the second-year chief was a little dazed, he didn't know when the two of them, who were incompatible, became so harmonious.

Then, the second-year chief, who suddenly thought of something, asked directly.

"You just thought that this Maika could win, it wasn't because he was the monster's subordinate, right?"

"Of course."

"Hmm."

Faced with the same answer, the second-year leader's face fell.

At first, he thought that it was because the two of them were far more observant than he did, that he noticed the difference.

Who knew it would be like this?

Then, the second-year head looked at the fifth-grade leader.

As a fifth-grade leader, you shouldn't be the same, right?

When he saw the fifth-grade chief holding up a teacup to hide the expression on his face, the second-year chief's heart was desperate.

"What observation, what analysis, is it just intuition?"

"What's the difference between that and guessing?"

"Moreover, it's even more unreliable, isn't it?"

The roar in his heart, the second-grader didn't roar, he pretended to be indifferent and turned around and looked at the ring at the moment.

After defeating a third-grader, Mika, who qualified for the big ring, did not step out of the ring and took the initiative to challenge the fourth-graders.

Suddenly, the people, who were still immersed in surprise, looked at Maika again in shock.

Including the new students!

Stalter looked at his friend worriedly, not knowing what to do.

Teorit students will have two watersheds.

The first is the third grade.

The second is the fourth grade.

To some extent, students who enter the third year and complete their first secret realm can truly lose the title of 'freshman'.

And when students enter the fourth grade and have completed many secret adventures, they can be called Teorit's reserve strength.

In fact, most of the auxiliary members of laboratories and research laboratories were selected during this period.

To put it simply, there is no comparison between a third-grader and a fourth-grader.

The latter, regardless of strength or combat experience, can throw off the former a few streets.

Maika knows such things too.

However, he wanted to try.

He can't achieve what the Chief has done to beat all the Chief Students, but he will try to catch up.

Otherwise......

He himself would look down on himself.

Giving up when encountering setbacks and hiding under the wings of others is not his style.

Taking a deep breath, Maika looked at the fourth-grader in front of him with a warlike expression.

"Teach him a good lesson!"

"Let the other person know how ignorant their arrogance is!"

In the stands, in the ring where the seniors were, such shouts came and went.

But this did not affect the fourth graders at all.

The other party looked at Maika calmly, and his body naturally put on a vigilant posture, and many secret adventures had already let the fourth-graders know that when facing an opponent, even if the other party seemed weak, they had to do their best.

Any contempt will cost you your life!

Fourth-graders with such a mentality, after Senior's start, quickly grasped the initiative on the field and occupied the absolute upper hand.

Maika is like a canoe in a storm, under the opponent's fists and feet, left and right.

It's not that Maika isn't strong enough.

It's that the other side is stronger.

Moreover, he has more combat experience and skills.

Bang!

Mika took a defensive stance, but the fourth-grader's punch deftly bypassed Mika's erected arms and landed on Mika's chin.

Under the heavy blow, Maika's feet lifted off the ground and fell heavily to the ground, and the metallic luster on both hands became sloppy.

Seeing that the long-awaited scene in the ring finally appeared, the neutral professors smiled one after another, and the good old professor gestured to Senior's 'stop the fight at any time'.

The good old professor doesn't want any surprises.

"Mika!"

And in the freshman ring, Stalter exclaimed.

He was desperate to check on his friend's injuries, but he knew he couldn't get into the ring.

Because, once he steps in the ring, it means that he has to fight the other party.

Fight the 4th graders with his strength?

There is no chance of winning at all!

Only by organizing a team of five people to fight each other according to the rules can there be some possibility of victory.

However, intellectually, although he told Stalter that it was right to do so, emotionally, Stalter still couldn't accept that he watched his friend fall to the ground with injuries and did nothing.

The fourth-grader standing in the ring clearly watched Stalter's entanglement and struggle.

The other party, who had investigated clearly in advance, knew that in addition to the chief assistant of the freshman who was knocked down by him, the person on the other side of the freshman was also worth caring about.

As long as Standt is also defeated, the freshmen who are not in the chief will be directly defeated.

So, the fourth-grader spoke.

"Are you the one who planned the freshman float parade?"

"I've heard of you, and they call you the chief and most competent deputy."

"But, in my opinion, you're really bullshit!"

"I usually hide under the wings of that chief, and live in Teorite in peace, but once I leave that person's wing, I can't do anything!"

"Look at your so-called float parade!"

"What the hell is it?"

"At such an age, you still believe in naïve things like school legends, do you still wear diapers when you sleep at night?"

Vicious words rang out from the fourth grader's mouth.

The words were vicious, but they did not give way to rebuke.

Because, as everyone knows, this is just a 'verbal attack' by a fourth grader.

It is not too much to provoke and ridicule opponents with words, and even, in the second year, there will be special elective courses.

The fourth-grader had a high score at the beginning.

Moreover, the fourth-grader now thinks that he has gained an absolute advantage, and he only needs to work hard to get the victory.

So, why not make the effort?

Therefore, the other party's next words became more and more excessive, especially against the campus rumors that Stalter had always believed in, and he kept verbally attacking.

Such words stung Stant, and he clenched his fists, and was about to rush forward to fight with the other party, but was stopped by the new life and death around him.

"Calm down!"

"Don't be fooled!"

The freshmen said.

Call! Call!

Stant let out a heavy breath, he stared at the other party, he wanted to remember the humiliation at this time, and then ......

Standt suddenly rolled his eyes and his body went limp.

But, right away, Stalter stood up again.

As soon as he waved his arm, the freshman who grabbed his arm felt an unstoppable force gushing out of that arm, making them involuntarily let go of their hands and watch as Stalter walked to the ring.

Finished!

The hearts of all the new students sank.

But some of the freshmen noticed that something was wrong, because, as Stalter walked along, muttered to himself.

"He scolded like this......"

"Boom...... I'm not happy. ”

"Boom...... I'm going to teach him a lesson! ”

"Boom...... Let him kneel down and call Baba! ”