There are ten classes in each grade of the National Pojun Magic Academy, among which Class D and E are the two classes that are most disliked by each other, because the comprehensive assessment of magic skills of students in both classes is obviously "C" level, but the treatment is very different.

Because the dividing line between top students and poor students starts just after Class D, the first five classes are top students, and the last five classes are poor students.

As a result, the mentality of the two classes changed subtly.

Class D: I am a top student, it’s great!

Class E: They are all C-level ratings, why are they top students? Damn it! Don’t accept it!

With this mentality, the two classes disliked everything. What Class D hated the most was that Class E said that their talents were all C-level ratings; Class E was the most dissatisfied with the face that Class D said that he was in the ranks of top students.

It’s okay to be bullied by the previous class, but why should you be looked down upon by Class D, who is also rated as C?

Isn’t it just that the magic theory scored a little bit... It’s true, I’m not convinced!

Although the relationship between freshmen has become much more harmonious this year, the atmosphere of open and secret struggle between Class D and Class E has reached its peak in this autumn sports meeting.

"His grandma Li Yunzhong actually dares to cheat me, grass!"

Yang Cheng, the head teacher of Class D, cursed and said, "I actually injured Liu Xun in the obstacle course and couldn't participate in the eight-kilometer relay race, damn it!"

"There are Zhou Xi years, Zhou Xi years, Zhou Xi years? Haven't you come yet?"

"Here's here!"

Chen Chong grabbed Zhou Xinian's wrist and ran over: "Old classmate, I'm bringing you here!"

"Xian Nian, it depends on you in our class." Yang Cheng put his hand on Zhou Xinian's shoulder: "As long as we win this relay race, our class will win more times in Class D, so, don't let the teacher down, I'm disappointed."

Yang Cheng was very confident about Zhou Xinian. Zhou Xinian's performance since he entered the school was too impressive. If it weren't for the fact that there was a Su Xiao, he would be a campus celebrity!

Especially from the ranking battle at the end of last month, Yang Cheng felt that he understood one thing: my student Zhou Xiantian had the resources of a wise man!

Even the geniuses in Class S can defeat a few. Zhou Xinian was so satisfied with him, and the overall level of the students in Class D this year also made him feel like teaching seriously for a long time.

Zhou Xinian looked at Yang Cheng and called me over with a rush to make me a firefighter.

"But I didn't sign up for a track and field event," said Zhou Xinian.

"What's the matter? Someone can't let others replace him if he gets injured? It's not the Olympics, it's not that strict."

"Okay."

"Then you go and change your clothes quickly. The fourth stick will be handed over to you. You must defeat the squad leader of Class D." Yang Cheng hugged his shoulder and pointed to the young man who was warming up not far away: "Are you confident?"

"I'll try."

"No!" Yang Cheng's voice increased several decibels: "You have to defeat him and surpass him, otherwise I will peel you!"

Zhou Xinian rolled his eyes: "How much do you hate Teacher Chen in the old class?"

"Hate? That's not to mention his grandmother's face, he was just unhappy with the face he was in class D. What's so great about? Bastard!"

"Forget it, hurry up and go and warm up, surpassing that Lu Liangcai!"

"Oh." Zhou Xinian nodded and took his clothes to change.

When he walked out of the locker room, many girls exclaimed. Zhou Xinian, wearing short-sleeved shorts, looked like a slim figure, undressed with flesh, perfect arms, and strong legs, made the girls' expressions confused.

"Wow, you have a good figure."

"I didn't expect his figure to be so good. Isn't it several times better than Chang Qingshan in Class S?"

"That's right, this is the perfect figure. A black and strong muscular man doesn't look good at all!"

"I really want to touch his arm. By the way, Zhou Xinian is quite good-looking..."

Listening to the whispers of the girls around him, Zhou Xichan frowned slightly. These girls are too hungry, have you never seen a man before, so why? They are not ladylike at all.

Zhou Xinian was not in a hurry to go to the track, but it was the last bat anyway. It was not too late to wait until the third bat was about to finish before playing.

Zhou Xichan came to his brother and covered part of his body, so she didn't want the group of lustful women to keep looking at him.

"Brother, would you please get the first place?"

"Look." Zhou Xinian said indifferently: "The teacher just made it surpass Class D."

He looked like he was lacking in interest. He was originally a firefighter. He had no interest in the docking competition, and he was not proud of him... Now, no one can fight except the orcs of the Xiaozhi Empire on the runway. It would be more interesting if Su Xiao also participated.

In the stands, Su Xiao, who was about to leave, sat down again. Dan Tai Qianyue looked at him in surprise: "I won't leave again?"

"I'm a little interested in this game." Su Xiao said.

"Why?" Dan Tai Qianyue bent her legs, her chin was pressed against her knees, and her two long white legs in shorts were extremely dazzling.

Su Xiao glanced at her, silently took off her sports jacket and threw it on her legs.

Dan Tai Qianyue smiled with a pursed smile, and a little pride flashed in her light green eyes. Then she also drilled her hands into her coat. Except for a small piece of her calf, the other parts of her legs were covered tightly.

"Senior brother, you are quite good at caring about people." Dan Tai Qianyue looked at Su Xiao, who was left with white sleeves on her upper body: "Are you cold?"

"Yes, why don't you give me your coat back and I'll take your clothes over?"

"Just just praised you, you went back again!" Dan Tai Qianyue wrinkled her nose: "It's so unlovely!"

Su Xiao shrugged her shoulders, and Yu Guangzhong suddenly saw a figure wearing a shoulder-off dress and tskated: "Today's eight-kilometer relay final is over, and tomorrow is the final of you and President Bei Ming."

"Hmm." Dan Tai Qianyue didn't notice Nan Qiyue. She looked at Su Xiao with a smile: "You will be the referee of the starting order and the timer tomorrow, right?"

"What?" Su Xiao pretended to be alert: "You want to bribe me and ask me to modify your grades and let you get the first place?"

"What nonsense? So many people are watching you, you dare to lie with your eyes open... Bah Bah Bah Bah!" Dan Tai Qianyue reacted: "What does it mean to let me get the first place? Do you think I can't compare to Bei Ming Zhiyao in love?"

"Uh... Senior sister, do you think you can compare?"

"Of course, I am very capable!" Dan Tai Qianyue snorted: "I will let you see how I won the first place tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah." Su Xiao nodded repeatedly and looked at the eight-kilometer relay race that began.

This is the final of the eight-kilometer relay race, with eight classes, four contestants in each class and one contestant runs two kilometers.

"What is currently in progress is the final of the eight-kilometer relay race. The eight teams entering the final circle come from different classes and grades, and one of them is the overseas student team of the Akatsuki Empire."

Hu Yanxue's sweet voice spread through the loudspeaker: "It's worthy of being an orc, starting from the start, surpassing the distance of the second place ten positions......"

"In this final, our radio station specially invited the fastest boy from our school, senior Zhao Shiran from the third-grade Class S, to sit for a special commentary guest."

"Schoolmate Hu, if you can, I hope you can add the word "run" to the fastest, otherwise you will be misunderstood."

"Senior Zhao, you are not allowed to say astringent words."

Hu Yanxue chuckled and asked, "Senior, why not predict the outcome of this final?"

"I personally think that the chances of international students win are higher. After all, their physical fitness is better than those of our school students." Zhao Shiran said in a gentle voice: "The first step is that they sent Tu Quan, who is the Rain Rabbit, and they suddenly opened the distance. If they keep this speed, I think there is no suspense in the championship."

"But..." Zhao Shiran's voice suddenly changed: "It does not mean that the students in our school do not have a chance. As long as the first three sticks do not fall too much distance, there will still be a chance for the last stick."

Hu Yanxue glanced at the last hit list of contestants: "It is indeed all famous students in our school who are good at speed system magic. Among them, Lu Liangcai, who is in Class D in the first grade, has no worse speed than his seniors."

"Indeed." Zhao Shiran sighed: "I haven't noticed before. Our school has a lot of talents. Liu Kuang, the second-grade E class, also surprised me."

Hu Yanxue took over the topic: "Everyone has a brilliant side."

"Yes, you can't underestimate everyone."

Su Xiao listened to the conversation between the two people laughingly: "Senior sister, do you think this is the order of President Beiming, or do they flatter President Beiming themselves?"

"Speaking is so ugly, how can it be called flattery?" Dan Tai Qianyue gave him a blank look: "This is called unswervingly moving in the direction guided by President Beiming!"

Su Xiao immediately applauded: "I am worthy of being the Minister of the Ministry of Information. The summary is incisive and wonderful."

Dan Tai Qianyue raised her chin and looked down: "The last blow is coming soon. Who do you think of?"

Su Xiao looked at the eight figures who had already walked on the runway. Putting aside the last blow from the Ice Wolf Clan Lan Jun, the other seven people were the best in speed system magic.

Cao Yunjian from Class S in Grade 3, Ma Zheng from Class C in Grade 2, Ji Hongyu from Class E in Grade 2, Lu Liangcai from Class D in Grade 1, and Zhou Xinian from Class E in Grade 1.

Only these five people can compete with Lan Jun.

Lan Jun grabbed the baton that was passed, but he did not rush over directly, but turned his head to look at the other person who was taller than him, and grinned: "I think it's good to be fair."

"Yes." Cao Yunjian smiled slightly: "But you won't give in to you just because you're young."

Lan Jun snorted: "When speaking big words, you will flash your tongue."

So, the last bat turned into a two-kilometer racing race of eight people.

"Come on Zhou Xi Nian! Come on Zhou Xi Nian!"

Chen Chong shouted loudly, Zhou Xinian felt the change in the momentum of the people around him and also became interested.

He sent a "V" gesture to everyone in Class E, with a calm and calm expression, and extremely firm confidence.

Eight figures rushed out with a "swoosh", and the entire playground seemed to be silent. Everyone's eyes gathered on the two first-places who were moving forward together, and their expressions gradually became astonished.

One of them is Lan Jun. This is not too surprising to everyone, but the one who is equally matched by him is Zhou Xinian of Class E in the first grade?!

What international jokes are you making?!

Zhou Xinian's legs with excellent muscle lines were like a pair of wheels, running like the wind. The green wind magic power poured into his legs, causing a blue stream of light to rise, and his body was running like the strongest wild horse!

As for Cao Yunjian and others, they were two behind, gritting their teeth and following closely, but they could not shrink the distance, but instead tended to gradually widen.

Lan Jun and Zhou Xinian were flying back and forth on the runway. Zhou Xinian knew that Lan Jun had not done his best, and Lan Jun also knew that Zhou Xinian did not use his full strength.
To be continued...