Everyone was not optimistic about Zhang Fan's scumbag class.

Zhang Fan didn't care and turned around and said to the students behind him.

"If anyone loses, don't mess with me. I can't afford to lose this person."

The six students behind him nodded at the same time: "Yes!"

If the students who asked them to challenge the scrambled class before, I'm afraid that the other five people, except Zhuge Liang, would not have any confidence.

But now it’s different. After the experience in the Colosseum, they have not only been promoted to level 2, but also made great progress in will and beliefs.

Especially in actual combat, their slag class is far ahead of those students who are still training with wooden weapons.

"Wang Dong, you go first."

Zhang Fan glanced at Wang Dong.

Wang Dong's body trembled and he was a little nervous habitually.

If it were before, I would probably be scared to pee if I heard this sentence.

Compete with someone?

So many people are watching around?

It would be strange if he didn't urinate.

But now, his inferiority complex has been weakened a lot by Zhang Fan, and his self-confidence has been greatly enhanced.

Although his body trembled for a moment, he quickly recovered and nodded: "Yes!"

After fighting with zombies, will you still be afraid of a human student?

And when in the Colosseum, there were thousands of people watching in the stands.

How can he be scared by a few hundred people around now?

With such thoughts, he strode to the center of the venue.

At the same time, the Rocket Class has sent their students.

He is also a level 2 quasi-warrior, Hong Zhenxiu.

Level 2 vs. Level 2, it seems nothing wrong.

But the teachers around quickly saw the problem.

"I have seen Wang Dong, a 551st place in the entrance exam in the slag class, ranked 5th to the bottom in the whole grade. Moreover, due to his family background and talent, he is too inferior and will not be able to become a great man in the future. Although he has just been promoted to level 2, Hong Zhenxiu, a student in the Rocket Class opposite him, has been promoted to level 2 for more than half a year. Everyone should know that the newly promoted, who is weak and has no opponent at the same level. Therefore, Wang Dong is afraid that he will lose."

"It's not that 'are afraid you're going to lose', but that you're going to lose 100%.

"Yes, they have been promoted to level 2 for half a year. He has just been promoted. How could he be Hong Zhenxiu's opponent?"

"What's more, when Hong Zhenxiu was in the entrance examination, she happened to get 200. As a Level 2 Qualified Warrior, he was able to get into the top 200, which shows that he is strong. How could this Wang Dong, who had 551, want to defeat Hong Zhenxiu, who had 200?"

"So, this first game, the scumbag class will lose."

These are what is said explicitly.

In fact, these teachers knew in their hearts that although Yu Deliang said on the surface, he had already taken it.

Compared with the students who have been promoted for half a year, Zhang Fan has just been promoted, this is obviously taking advantage.

Zhang Fan naturally had already seen this, but he didn't care.

Sitting directly on the chair next to the court, he looked like he was not caring at all.

At this time, Hong Zhenxiu held a wooden sword in her hand and looked disdainful: "The teacher actually asked me to compete with the fifth place last. How could I use a knives to kill a chicken? I just sent a level 1 quasi-warrior to come over and settle it."

Just as he was talking about this, Wang Dong pulled out the long knife in his hand.

Knock-

A crisp sound of a long sword came.

Then carefully checked the blade body and handle.

After checking, I confirmed that there was no problem, and then nodded slightly, and with a choking sound, I sent it back to the scabbard.

"I'm ready, let's start."

Wang Dong said seriously.

But Hong Zhenxiu subconsciously took two steps back, and a gurgling sound in her throat, pointing at Wang Dong, looking scared: "What are you...what are you going to do?"

At this moment, he no longer had the previous disdain on his face.

Instead, he looked panicked.

Wang Dong was also stunned and said, "It's a competition."

Hong Zhenxiu looked at the long sword in Wang Dong's hand with fear again.

"Where can you use a real knife in the competition?"

Then, fearing that Wang Dong would take action, he took two steps back and then turned to look at his class teacher.

"Teacher Yu, how can he compare with him with a real knife?"

The hundreds of people who watched the competition were also in an uproar.

"Yes, in order to ensure that students are not injured, we use wooden weapons when training. How can we use real swords?"

"This teacher Zhang Fan is too unruly. He actually asked the students to compete with real swords. What if they hurt the other party?"

"Not to mention hurting the other party, even if it hurts themselves, it will be difficult to deal with."

Yu Deliang's face turned pale and looked at Zhang Fan: "Teacher Zhang, in the competition between students, what if they use real swords, what if they accidentally hurt their opponent?"

Zhang Fan looked indifferent and smiled faintly: "Our class has always been trained with real weapons. If you don't accept it, you can use real guys. I don't mind."

Yu Deliang's face became more serious and looked at Zhang Fan: "The college stipulates that wooden weapons are used during training, and you are obviously violating the regulations."

"oh."

Zhang Fan suddenly realized and nodded.

Then he shook his head indifferently: "If this is a regulation, then our class will not violate it for a day or two. It doesn't matter if there is such a day. Also, this broken regulation should have been changed long ago. Students train in order to kill zombies and monsters in the future. Students are not allowed to practice real swords and guns, and become familiar with their performance early. Is it too late to suddenly switch to real swords and guns after graduation?"

Yu Deliang was speechless.

In fact, everyone knows that it is harmful to students to always use wooden weapons during training.

But everyone knows that if you switch to real swords and guns, no one can bear this responsibility if something happens during training.

So for the past century, I have been trained with wooden weapons, and no one has ever questioned it.

Unexpectedly, this mere teaching assistant did not abide by the regulations and directly asked the students to use real swords.

And when he used a real knife during the competition, this guy was too brave.

Then, Zhang Fan added: "Why, I dare not compare with real guys? Then clean up and leave quickly. Our class still needs training."

As he said that, he waved his hand, as if he was sweeping garbage.

Yu Deliang's face turned from ashen to black and blue, and he gritted his teeth: "A real guy is a real guy!"

As he said that, he said to Teacher Liu in the crowd next to him: "Teacher Liu, come and take a few real weapons."

Teacher Liu was stunned and could only smile bitterly and said, "Okay, send a few students to come with me."

In a short while, Teacher Liu brought two students from the Rocket Class and brought a bunch of real guys.

There are knives and guns, there are sticks and sticks.

Yu Deliang picked it out, checked some, and handed it to Hong Zhenxiu: "This sword has a good texture and is of moderate softness and hardness, so use it."

"Ah...ah?"

Hong Zhenxiu was stunned, but she didn't expect that the teacher would really let herself use the real sword.

"But……"

"It's nothing, but one day, you will use a real knife. It's better to come early than to come late and take it to the competition. It's the same as in daily training."

"Oh...yes..."

Hong Zhenxiu hesitated for a moment before taking the sword.
Chapter completed!