While Ai Li was talking to Shi Xingyun, the first competition had already begun.

There are three types of military training competitions: a 1,000-meter obstacle course, a shooting competition and a fighting competition.

Before Ai Li came just now, the school leaders had already introduced the rules of the game, and Ai Li just missed it.

Shi Xingyun explained for Ai Li: "In every competition, five classes of students disrupted the competition. Each person's ranking will get the corresponding score, and the higher the ranking, the higher the score. For each competition, there are individual awards and class awards. Individual awards naturally look at the individual's own score, and the class award looks at the total score of the whole class. ”

"Ai Li, you have to be careful, if you drag the whole class back this time, the head teacher will make it difficult for you, and the other students will hate you."

Shi Xingyun kindly reminded.

Who knew that Ai Li didn't take it seriously at all: "They didn't like me very much in the first place." And Shi Xingyun, you tell the truth, do you hate me too? ”

"This ...... No, I just don't like you. ”

"Nonsense, you've been caught by me since the beginning of school, and it's no wonder you don't hate me. The reason why I am so kindly reminded now is also to show goodwill, so that I will not slander you again, right? ”

Shi Xingyun didn't expect Ai Li to speak so directly: "You are too direct to speak......"

Ai Li patted Shi Xingyun on the shoulder: "It's okay, it won't be long before you find out what I'm good at." Brother is very kind. ”

Shi Xingyun thought to himself: Kind wool, what has I been squeezed into since the beginning of school for a month.

As he spoke, the first round of the competition had begun.

In the 1,000-meter steeplechase, five classes will compete with two people at the same time.

This 1,000-meter obstacle course is a 1,000-meter steeplechase with a three-metre high wall, ditches, railings, ropes, 20-metre high cliffs, holes in the walls, a five-metre wide pool, and even a laser net. You have to drill, crawl, and jump through the laser net.

As the referee rang out the starting gun, ten students from five classes rushed out at the same time.

Climb walls, jump over ditches and railings, climb ropes, rappel off cliffs, drill through holes in walls, jump into pools and swim to the opposite side, and finally slowly walk through the laser net.

In the end, among the five classes, the students in the second class were the fastest, taking only 5 minutes, and the students in the other classes were all around 6 minutes.

The students of Class 2 cheered in unison.

In the stands around the venue, the school leaders, sponsors, and leaders of other departments all showed approving expressions. Completing the whole course in 5 minutes is already very good, even if it is placed in the results of previous competitions.

After all, the time of military training was too short, and the students had only practiced fighting and shooting before, and they had no time to practice a 1,000-meter obstacle run.

For the rest of the day, these classes did not give in to each other.

However, two hours later, the results of the first and third classes were already much ahead of the other classes.

At this time, the results of the training of the dog leftovers to the third class that are strict to BT are reflected. Although none of them had practiced the 1,500-meter steeplechase, after a month of 15,000 and half a month of latent training, their willpower was much stronger than that of the other classes. So the results are naturally better than theirs.

The first class is because they have a beautiful head teacher in charge, and those boys are like chicken blood, desperately trying to behave in front of the beautiful head teacher.

Of course, although they have more class sizes than other classes, the school averages the scores of these students to everyone in the class through a very advanced calculation method, which is very fair.

At this time, the first class temporarily received 31,020 points, and the third class received 31,030 points, which was only one point higher than the first class.

In the 1,000-meter steeplechase, there is only one final round left.

Each class put their best quality students in this round to do a sprint, Li Honglong, a level 7 talent student in the first class, and Lin Hao in the third class are in this last round.

However, what made everyone feel a little discordant was that Ai Li, a level 0 waste wood in the third class, was also in this round.

"What's going on? This round should be the finale, and they should all come up with the strongest students, how did the third class put this waste wood in this round? ”

"I went, and the third class is now only 10 points ahead of the first class. Lin Hao's strength is not much stronger than Li Honglong, if nothing else, the two will be the first and second place respectively, the first and second place, and they will get 600 points and 599 points respectively, only one point apart. The results of the two of them are not much different, and the rest depends on the results of the others. At such a critical time, how did the third class throw that waste firewood up? He is ironclad and last, if he is the first to last, he only gets 1 point, and then the third class will lose a lot. ”

In fact, Mr. Zhang, the head teacher of the third class, was also very helpless, in order to maintain the same score as the first class, he basically sent the students with better quality. I thought that if I could open up the score of the first class as soon as possible, and finally go to Lin Hao, then it didn't matter who was on the other place.

But I didn't expect that the first class was also very strong, and now it is only 10 points more than the first class. And except for Lin Hao, the other students in the class have already compared. If you don't go to Ai Li, you won't even have the last point.

Teacher Zhang hated in his heart: Was this kid sent by God to play with me? Alas......

The students in the first and third classes were all a little depressed.

They fought all morning, but in the end they still had to lose. They all looked at Eri with hatred.

"Waste wood, I said it a long time ago, let him get out of the logistics. It's good now, not only is it dragging its hind legs, but even its middle legs are dragging its legs. ”

"Level 0 talent, don't come to the Warrior School to be embarrassed. What kind of place is the Warrior School, how can an inferior race like a level 0 talent get in? ”

"Alas, this level 0 talent is placed in our class, which is simply a shame for us."

"Although he ran 15,000 and was okay, this is an obstacle course. I heard that he had been paralyzed for three years by a strange disease, and it was just right. This is going to be played, our class is ironclad pills. ”

The more the students of Class 1 and 3 talked, the more hateful they felt that Ai Li was, and they couldn't wait to slap him down and step on 10,000 feet.

But when the students of the first class saw Ai Li at this time, they were like seeing an angel without wings.

"This waste wood is simply sent to us by God."

"Yes, our class might have lost, but now it's a miracle that this scrap wood runs to the bottom tenth. As long as he plays, we will be the first in the class. ”

"On the day of school, I saw that he had a few words with our head teacher, could it be an undercover agent sent by the head teacher to the third class." One student joked.

"What are you kidding, even if there is such an undercover agent, we don't want it. Level 0 talent, if I were him, I would have been killed by a headlong crash, how can I still see people? ”

Ai Li just laughed at these discussions, and stood on the starting line with the other nine people.

Lin Hao glanced coldly at Ai Li next to him: "You dare to drag our class back, I can't spare you!" ”

"Hehe, as long as you don't drag your feet." Eri responded with a smile.

When Li Honglong heard Ai Li's words, he sneered and did not speak. He didn't bother to talk to Eri at all.

The other players also ignored Ai Li, because in their eyes, Ai Li would not pose any threat to them at all.

Waste wood of level 0 talent, even if he is promoted to a second-level warrior, he will not be able to rise to level four in his life. Haven't you been trampled under our feet in the future?

In the midst of everyone's disdain and ridicule, Ai Li suddenly smiled strangely, and said with a smile to the other nine players, including Li Honglong and Lin Hao, who were level 7 talents:

"Are you here to fight for second place?"