Chapter 1560 Taking the Stage

Stelter's muttering voice was so low that no one around him heard it, but everyone around him saw the freshman chief assistant walking onto the ring.

Most people couldn't help but frown.

They thought Stelter was too irrational.

"Still too young!"

Many people made such sighs.

The remaining people looked expectantly in the direction of the arena. These people, sitting in wheelchairs and covered in bandages, could not wait to see the defeat of the freshmen.

The same goes for the fourth graders standing in the ring.

The battle in front of me is really boring.

Nothing challenging at all.

"It's time to end it!"

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

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

The fourth graders didn't even bother to take a look.

If the fourth-year student had taken a brief look at Micah, he would have noticed that the freshman chief assistant, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, had a surprised look on his face.

Micah noticed something was wrong.

As a good friend who had eaten, slept, and attended classes with Stant since the beginning of school, and was together almost all the time, Micah discovered something unusual about Stant at this time.

However, Micah was unable to explore what was going on at this time.

It was as if he could only watch helplessly as the fourth grader's fist landed on Stant's body... a body that was three meters high.

Three meters? !

Micah was stunned.

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

That punch, which was enough to kill an ordinary person and seriously injure the 'Eater', struck the muscular body. Not only did it not bring any attack effect, but the fourth grader himself was shaken back continuously.

Pain shot up from his palms, and a shadow enveloped his whole body.

The fourth grader looked at Stant in front of him in disbelief.

If such a change had not happened in front of his eyes, the fourth grader would never have been able to imagine an ordinary person turning into a giant. The shock and confusion in his heart appeared like a tide, but immediately, the fourth grader calmed down. , that huge palm was already grabbing at him.

The fourth grader wanted to dodge, but the staggering steps during the counter-shock and the suction coming from the huge palm made it impossible for the opponent's body to dodge. Instead, he fell into the huge palm with great cooperation.

Severe pain spread throughout the body as the palms were closed.

Then, there was a shaking that made the fourth grader feel dizzy.

While shaking, a deafening roar sounded.

"Ho ho ho, call me Ba Ba!"

When the roar sounded, the fourth grader immediately fell into a state of tinnitus. Coupled with the previous spinning, the other party was completely confused.

what happened?

what happened?

Why call it Ba Ba?

Doubts kept popping up in the fourth grader's heart, but such confusion made Stelter lose his patience.

He pinched the opponent and threw him towards the audience like throwing a discus.

Suddenly, those people who were sitting in wheelchairs and wrapped in bandages were knocked upside down.

Shouts of pain immediately broke out.

However, no one pays attention to them.

Everyone's eyes turned to Stant.

Or confused.

Or a slight guess.

"What kind of talent is this?"

“This freshmen class is really scary!”

"Two gifted eaters actually appeared!"

"two?"

"I'm afraid you forgot that these two are also the deputies, and the real chief student is someone else, right?"

"monster!"

"What a monster!"

…

Discussions came one after another in the audience, and on the stage where the second, third, fourth and fifth graders stood nearby, everyone looked solemn, including the chief students.

"An unexpected opponent!"

'Tai' looked at Stant and sighed.

As the chief fifth-year student, he is very aware of the strength of the fourth-year students.

Although he won't be his opponent, but you want him to be able to withstand the opponent's punch without any damage, and then easily defeat the opponent?

The same is impossible.

He's not good at fighting like this.

The other party's body is really terrifying.

You can't let the opponent get close!

otherwise……

The consequences could be disastrous!

The inner thoughts of the fifth-grade chief student were the thoughts of the people around him at this moment. They stared at the body made entirely of muscles and swallowed secretly.

The only difference is the fourth grade chief student.

Renata looked at the vague shadow on Stant's body, with a playful smile in her eyes.

"Special physique?"

The fourth-year chief student said softly.

"Are there any challengers?"

"If not, the freshmen will get two places on the big stage!"

Senior asked loudly.

All the upperclassmen shook their heads.

After witnessing the tragic defeat of a fourth-year elite student who was unable to fight back, even the fifth-year student was unwilling to feel uncomfortable in the ring.

Maybe those professors are paying well.

But for those rewards, it is not worth putting yourself in it.

Look at that fourth grader just now!

Although the rescue was timely and there were no deaths, he had to stay in bed for at least half a year to recuperate. This was without counting the consumption and on the premise of full treatment.

For a fifth grader about to graduate, it's totally not worth it.

As for that fourth-grade classmate?

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

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

They cannot afford such a result.

The fourth and fifth graders didn't speak, and the second and third graders didn't know what to say. No one had a hobby of being abused.

Of course, the top students might have a chance to win?

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

Let them attack the freshmen?

That is impossible.

Definitely not because the freshman chief had beaten them.

The silence of the senior students made Senior announce loudly——

"Micah and Stant are qualified to enter the big ring!"

"Won!"

“We entered to win!”

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

"No wonder the chief chose them as his assistants!"

"Is this the reason?"

…

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

In fact, there was some discussion among the freshmen as to why Kieran chose Micah and Stant as his chief assistants.

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

But for the mediocre Stewart?

Freshmen will inevitably make guesses.

There will inevitably be some malice in it.

However, at this moment, whether it was good intentions or malicious intentions, everything disappeared.

Strong enough to win everything.

Including but not limited to respect.

Standing on the ring, Stanter suddenly rolled his eyes again. After shaking his body, he looked around with a blank expression.

Under the lights, cheers filled my ears.

who I am?

where am I?

Why do I seem to have reached the peak of my life inexplicably?

Stanter's confusion did not disappear when he helped Micah walk to the ring. Instead, he became more confused.

He already knew what 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?"

Stelter began to doubt himself.

"You don't have a split personality, do you?"

Micah asked directly.

"Shouldn't, no."

Stelter answered hesitantly.

"Think about it. Wherever you go and when you encounter something, it often pops up in your mind. I seem to have been here before and encountered similar things?"

Micah asked seriously.

"Um."

"It happens to me all the time."

"Is that the experience of my other personality?"

Stanter's expression became solemn.

"have no idea."

Micah shook his head.

"have no idea?"

"Then why do you ask?"

Stanter looked at his friend dissatisfied.

"I just want to test whether you are who you are now."

"Based on testing, I can confirm that you are who you are."

"If it were the guy from before, I should have been beaten away by now."

Micah explained in a serious manner, which earned Stant a raised middle finger.

While the two were discussing in low voices, the remaining few spots on the big stage also appeared. The fifth grade occupied the vast majority, with a small number of third and fourth graders, and the second grade due to the unexpected appearance of Stelter and Micah. The whole army was destroyed because of it.

Everyone applauded the students standing on the big stage.

The good old professor walked down from the audience and took the microphone handed over by the emcee.

"I'm glad to see the change."

"Theorit itself is a changed product. Its rules are based on mutual and positive changes. Now that such changes have appeared in you, I am very happy."

The good old professor said and glanced at Stant and Micah.

"So, I will personally give you an extra 100 credits."

After a pause, the good old professor said this.

Professors can give students credits, but they are not unlimited. For example, a professor at the level of the good old professor only has about 300 credits per semester, which is equivalent to the value of a lunch voucher.

As for the students who can get on the big stage, each one will get 100 credits. Plus the extra 100 credits given by the good professor, this is already two-thirds of the lunch coupons.

Everyone looked at Stant and Micah with envy in their eyes.

But there is no jealousy.

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

Needless to say, Micah, a freshman who has some rumors in his own right, Stan's performance was amazing.

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

And this kind of applause did not subside as time went by. On the contrary, the applause became more and more enthusiastic.

The warm-up is over!

Next, it’s the ‘food battle’!

It is also the most anticipated program of Special’s anniversary celebration.

All students can participate without restriction.

Through repeated battles, the strongest of the six groups of ABCDEF will be determined. Then, these six strong men will wait to fight in the big ring.

The final winner will have the opportunity to receive dinner-grade food at a very low price.

In fact, as long as you reach the champion level of the six arenas, you can exchange for bento coupons at one-tenth of the price.

The huge box was pushed up by Leonard, which contained the entry forms for all the contestants who signed up for this 'food battle'.

After the draw, they will be on six stages.

The selection process is random, and no one knows who will be in the same ring with whom, so Daler kept praying.

The second-year chief didn't want to be drawn with several other chiefs.

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

Among the remaining three chief students, the fifth-year chief student 'Tai' looked indifferent. For him, as long as Qin Ran didn't participate, he would definitely win no matter who he fought.

Renata and Gemara, the two chiefs, looked at each other and then became as usual, filled with fighting spirit.

The two of them can't wait to fight.

In fact, it's not just the two chief students.

Among the remaining students, many looked at each other and then started fighting each other.

There are those who are usually at odds with each other.

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

At this time, it fully bloomed.

"The drawing of lots begins."

Senior announced.

The good professor took a step forward and was about to draw lots - the good professor drew lots, which was completely the result of spontaneous voting by the students.

Not only is the good professor's character beloved by the students, but also the good professor's fair handling of things is recognized by the students.

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

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

call!

A little flame turned into a raging fire in a breath, swallowing up the entire lottery box in an instant.

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

However, immediately, the old dean discovered something.

He looked up toward the roof of the stadium.

Above the bright lights, a dark shadow stood there.

The originally dark figure became even more profound under the reflection of the strong light.

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

People with good eyesight also discovered the black shadow.

However, the face cannot be seen clearly.

Therefore, when this figure jumped down from a high place with the sound of hunting wind and landed on the temporarily cleared large arena, everyone let out a cry of surprise.

Especially those freshmen.

"chief?!"

They looked at the black figure under the light, each one full of confusion.

However, this confusion only existed for a second before it was replaced by the excited shouts of the freshmen.

Because, standing on the big stage, Qin Ran said word by word——

"Draw lots?"

"No need!"

"Those who signed up to participate, please come together, I'm in a hurry."