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Embracing the girl's slender waist, Liang Yue yawned as she looked at the students around her who were gradually becoming serious. It had already been some time since they had left the city gate, and the queue gradually grew larger.

The current team was much larger than when they had left the city gates.

The Hetton Mar team walked out from Hetton Mar's south gate, and the other teams from the academy city left from the main city gate and the two gates. The group from Hetton Mar's team left from the south, and the other teams from Hetton Mar left from the main city gate and left from the two gates.

As freshmen of the academy city, they naturally looked forward to the annual long journey into the forest. It had to be said that the freshmen who had entered the academy for two months had great confidence in their own strength, which was the same for all the students of the academy. They had entered the academy for the sake of a better future, so it was inevitable that they would increase their strength.

However, the gathering of the team was not necessarily a good thing. Hedonmar Academy's study system was rather closed, and there were usually no interactions with the other academies. Even if there were some external affairs, they would still be left to the lower level members of the Student Union to handle, with the exception of something as important as that ball, they would invite Liang Yue, the executive member of the External Affairs Department, as well as the representative of Selia, Xi Yue.

At the same time, it also made the freshmen of the other academies unable to realize the true strength of the examinees who were together with them at that time. Therefore, for the freshmen of the other academies and the freshmen of Hetton Mal Academy, there would always be some small conflicts during the journey.

As hot-blooded young men, everyone naturally had to be impulsive, otherwise Liang Yue wasn't really a young man. He looked very young, not even twenty years old, but before coming here, he was also a person who wanted to enter a society where even hard work might not be of any use. In that society, only the simplest things could get one's best efficiency.

Embracing Selia's slender waist and enjoying the fragrance coming from her nose, Liang Yue had a face full of enjoyment.

Except that the bumpy horse's back made his butt a little numb.

The sounds of arguments came from the back of the group. From the moment all the academies gradually gathered, this small dispute had never stopped, and the freshmen from the various academies would dislike each other, because this long journey had been for the sake of the academy's ranking. If the lower academies were able to suppress the higher academies, they would be able to obtain even more resources.

The teachers of the other academies had never expected that not even a single teacher had come to the team this time. The entire department was led by the students of the academy, even though these teachers clearly knew that the ones who really controlled the students in the Hetton Mal Academy were the top student unions, where the teachers merely taught, and did not even participate in the operations of the academy.

But it was really very arrogant …

"I'll fucking kill you!"

Other than the leaders of the various academies, most of the students were on foot. It was very normal for them to have friction with the students at the intersection of the academies, but this time, it was no longer a verbal dispute.

As a youth, hot-bloodedness and impulsiveness definitely existed, not to mention that the team over there seemed to be from the Combat Department. Those people were a group of hot-blooded idiots …

The Combat Department specially recruited students to play Wind Bell. The students of the Combat Department had all sorts of schools, but in the end, they were mainly warriors who used their bodies to fight through the training of their fists, legs, shoulders, knees, and other parts of their bodies. Even if they were Qi Masters, they also had bodies that were trained for a long time.

The hot-blooded idiot's punch was not that thin. Although he did not use any abilities, just his strength alone was enough to knock that student down.

The students on the other side were in an uproar. They stopped their steps and started making noise.

"Why did you suddenly hit me!" The classmate of the student who was knocked down helped him up, pointed at the student from the Combat Department, and said. I want you to give us an explanation! "

"Aren't you going to make it lighter?" The person beside him whispered in his ear.

The name of the student who beat him was Abel. Randy, one of the freshmen in the Combat Department, and the guy next to him who said he hit too hard was called Jeff Ivan, the freshman in the Combat Department.

Randy points to the man who is coughing and holding his stomach and says somewhat angrily, "That bastard said something he shouldn't have said."

"You're lying!" The student who was hit stretched out a finger and pointed at Randy, furiously saying, "I didn't say anything at all, it's just that you didn't like me and that's why you hit me!"

"Why should I hit you? Are you even stronger than me?" Randy asked.

"What are you arguing about!" The argument here had already affected the progress of the team, and was gradually expanding. Originally, the argument between the two had only been a dispute between the two, but in the eyes of the other party, it had naturally become provocation. The students of the Combat Department and the students opposite them had all surrounded the other party, giving each other unfriendly looks.

The teacher jumped off the horse and walked in front of them to look at the student who was beaten up. His face was somewhat ugly as he turned around and said unkindly, "Give me an explanation!"

"If you don't give me an explanation today, I will propose to the other academies that you are disqualified."

Randy looks at the teacher and says, "Why?"

Ivan tugged at Randy's clothes, motioning him to back away, then Ivan walked up and said, "He said something he shouldn't have, or Randy wouldn't have hit him. Why should we apologize?"

"It's just a sentence, shouldn't it be so heavy? Don't tell me that those words can't be compared to this punch!" The teacher looked displeased. These students actually dared to refute him. Didn't they know that they didn't even have a teacher today?

"What did he say?" Ivan suddenly turned to Randy behind him.

Randy's face suddenly turns red, and he looks a little embarrassed. He says, "I can't say this. Just let that person say it."

Ivan and that teacher both looked at the student who was beaten up and asked, "What did you say?"

That student curled his lips and glanced at the front of the group. He disdainfully said, "They are so good-looking. Don't tell me they aren't allowed to say?"

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