The next day.

Hikari The Lion calmed himself down and walked into the classroom. He bumped into Bombardment Scorch who was walking towards him. The red-white haired youngster stopped in front of him. The two of them looked at each other calmly, and the lively atmosphere in the classroom gradually quieted down.

The youngster stood in front of Hikari The Lion with a tall and straight posture. The youngster's different-colored pupils reflected a tiny flame, as if he was looking at a target far away through Hikari The Lion, "Next time, I will be able to defeat you even without working together with others."

Hikari The Lion said indifferently, "Let's wait and see."

The few girls in the classroom who were watching gradually gathered together and whispered to each other. Sana Ashito patted her chest with a fearful expression, "Why do I feel that this atmosphere is so scary? Will they start fighting?"

Mei Yu tapped the corner of his mouth with his index finger and comforted, "I don't think so, the two of them aren't the impulsive type."

Ye Yin nodded her head in agreement, although other people couldn't see that she was nodding her head. "Yes, yes, if it is Takeshi, then it will be hard to say!"

"Yes, yes!"

"There is a sense of deja vu between two big shots, right?

Tsk tsk, our class's hierarchy has been formed just like that! "Minoru Mineda tried to blend into the girls' conversation as if nothing had happened.

"Fengda-chan, Lion -chan is behind you …" Mei Yu reminded innocently.

Minoru Mineda turned his head and was startled by Hikari The Lion's expressionless face. Oh my god, he is really here!

He subconsciously felt guilty, after all, he was talking about Hikari behind his back. However, he still tried his best to stick out his chest. How can he be a coward in front of girls?

Mei Yu tilted his head and looked at Hikari who was pretending to be calm. He looked down, ah, my calves are shaking …

Hikari The Lion's gaze swept past Minoru Mineda and looked at Eight Million who was behind the girls. He pursed his lips and said, "Eight Million, I'm sorry, I wasn't in a good mood yesterday and neglected your feelings. Also, thank you for speaking up for me after the training ended."

Eight Million was a little surprised. "Ah, it's okay.

I was just speaking the truth. Lion's strategy was indeed very good. I should be the one apologizing for not being able to help you. "Her hands were clenched into fists.

When she was frozen, she panicked because of her lack of experience. She didn't manage to create a heating machine in time, which led to the Lion King fighting alone. She couldn't take it lying down. Her mistake had implicated her teammate.

Minoru Mineda looked left and right and fell into deep thought. Hmm, I seem to have performed quite well!

Frog Blowing Mei Yu knew what Grape Head was thinking when he saw the smug expression on his face. He said bluntly, "Hengda-chan, it doesn't seem to be of any use."

Minoru Mineda insisted, "Who, who knew that the battle would end so quickly? I didn't even have time to show my prowess!"

Frog Flattering Mei Yu: "Then you can perform well now. There will be a rescue class in a few days!"

Minoru Mineda was confused. Rescue class?

Then there should be no need to fight, right?

That's great!

He patted his chest and said, "No problem, wait for me to show my prowess!"

(Enemy Alliance: I'll be waiting for you to send me off.)

After class, Kota Aizawa announced that he would be electing the class monitor. As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the class became very lively. Almost everyone started to recommend themselves and raise their arms high.

Hikari The Lion voted for Tenya Iida. There was no reason other than that this person had the face of the class monitor in his heart.

Unfortunately, Tenya Iida only got one vote when the votes were tallied. In the end, the class monitor was Midaya Dehisa. To him, the result was not bad.

After class, Kota Aizawa asked him to go to the office.

Hikari The Lion's heart skipped a beat. In his impression, being called to the office by a teacher was never a good thing.

When he arrived at the grade office, Kota Aizawa sat at his desk and said lazily, "From today onwards, I will be tutoring you."

Hikari The Lion: "Huh?"

He immediately began to think. He seemed to have passed all the tests recently.

Kota Aizawa explained, "It's not about cultural studies. It's about close combat skills, or should I say, combat skills. You were too weak in this area, so when someone got close to you, you couldn't do anything."

Hikari The Lion asked hesitantly, "Then why me?" Could it be that Ormet specifically asked him to do it?

But the two of them didn't seem to have a good relationship.

Kota Aizawa said bitterly, "That's because the students in Class A have more or less learned close combat skills. Other than you, you are probably the first one who dares to take the Xiong Ying test when you know nothing about it."

Hikari The Lion didn't dare to say anything.

"Summary, remember to stay after school every day.

Okay, you can go. "Kota Aizawa waved his hand and continued to work.

After Hikari The Lion left with a sullen face, the other teachers in the office surrounded him in surprise.

Mike, who knew his good friend's lazy personality, asked curiously, "Did the sun rise from the west today?

There's actually a day when you take the initiative to work overtime? "

Midnight came over with an ambiguous smile on his face. He raised his pinky and teased, "Don't tell me you like that student?

Although he's a boy, he's quite good-looking. The girls in the other classes have talked about him before. If it's Mr. Aizawa, I won't fight with you. "

Kota Aizawa narrowed his eyes and pushed the two teachers away. He picked up the documents on the table and said, "Hikari The Lion is different from the other students. He has never had any combat experience or systematic training. Although these things will be taught in the later classes, I'm afraid there won't be any room for him to grow."

The content of the documents made the two teachers' expressions turn serious. There was a deep fear and imperceptible fear in their serious expressions.

Chigo Nakamono, PhD in biology, was arrested by Ormet a few months ago. A few days ago, he went missing in Tartaros prison.

— — His whereabouts are unknown.

"So far, only a few people in the world have been able to break out of the prison named after the God of Hell, Tartaros, with its powerful defense."

"And, there are people related to Chigo Nakamono. I don't need to tell you."

The Dark Emperor who personally led a dark era. Just mentioning his name would make people of the same era tremble. Ormet's old enemy.

— — all

for

one

Somewhere in the bar.

This bar was no longer open to the public. Its business record was canceled in the city hall. However, for some reason, it was still open here. The people underground heard about it and avoided it as if they were avoiding a scourge.

Late at night.

The dim yellow light bulb in the bar flickered. In the small space, there was only a bartender with Black Fog coming out of his neck and a skinny young man at the bar.

The bartender dutifully wiped the transparent glasses. Although he knew that there would be no customers, and even the only two young men in the bar did not drink, he still did it out of habit. It was like wearing a bartender's uniform and standing in front of the wine cabinet was how he should do it.

The young man, Phyllostachys Amoena?

T, who was keen on wearing a strange hand model on his face, stared at the map on the bar with a pair of bloodshot eyes under his messy hair, and muttered to himself in a language that no one could understand.

The screen nailed to the wall of the bar suddenly showed a picture. Most of the people on the screen were hidden in the dark. From a small part of the screen, they could see that the other party was wearing an oxygen mask, like a seriously ill patient.

But the appearance of this person attracted the attention of the two people in the bar. Phyllostachys Amoena?

T turned his head and greeted his teacher with joy and respect.

The man responded and asked in a hoarse voice, "Phyllostachys Amoena, how's your plan?"

"It's done, teacher. I will definitely kill Ormet." Phyllostachys Amoena?

T showed a twisted smile, like a child with a twisted worldview, and the ultimate goal of his game was to kill Ormet.

"Of course I believe in you, but you have another mission to invade Xiong Ying this time."

A magnified picture suddenly appeared on the screen. In the picture, Hikari The Lion was still in the petri dish. The young man's face was peaceful and innocent, and he didn't look like a weapon of mass destruction at all.

Phyllostachys Amoena?

T: "What's this?"

"One of my men is about to finish analyzing the weapon.

This was supposed to be my gift to you, but Ormet took it away. "

The man paused for a moment after he finished speaking. As expected, he saw Phyllostachys Amoena.

He tightened his grip on the bar counter, and the entire counter shattered like a piece of rotten wood.

The young man's chest heaved up and down. His entire body was trembling due to his uncontrollable anger. His pupils constricted slightly. "Ou Er, Matt!"

"Teacher, the gift that you gave me was taken away by Ouermet!

Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Ahhhhh! "

A crazy killing intent was released from this skinny body. Black Fog unconsciously took two steps back, afraid that this person would lose control and attack his own people.

"Coincidentally, this is also my trial for you. Take back what belongs to you from that hypocritical hero with your own hands!"

The man sat in the dark and chuckled softly. The deeper Phyllostachys Amoena's hatred for Ormet, the better. This way, the tragedy in the final chapter would be even more exciting.

The screen turned black. The man in the dark gently picked up another picture on the small round table. From the angle, it looked like it was taken from a distance. In the picture, a thin blond man was leading a tall young man into Xiong Ying's school gate. The blond man's face was captured in the picture, and his eyes were filled with expectation as he looked at the young man. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary parent bringing his child to school, personally guiding his child to a bright future.

He gently rubbed the back of the young man in the picture with his finger, and a malicious smile appeared under his oxygen mask.

He knew very well that the more a person had nothing, the more they would want to monopolize what little they had. They would rather destroy it than let others take it away from them.