Huanluan Middle School.

The teaching building area is a classroom in the middle of the third floor in a three-story teaching building near the south.

It's Class 2, Grade 1.

There are 53 students in the class.

There are 50 boys and 3 girls.

In the first class on the first day of school, the students in the class stood on the podium one by one and introduced themselves.

Then, the most important link comes.

Election of class leaders, study representatives, discipline committee members and other class cadres.

Especially for the squad leader, the responsibility is heavy and the role is critical, and the best and most responsible person must be the one who is responsible.

"Let's vote for a vote. Those who want to be the class monitor come to give a speech on stage. Whoever performs the best will vote for whom, and the one who gets the most votes will be the class monitor of our Class 2."

Sitting in the second row, Xie Linlin stood up and said, she was pretty, sweet, beautiful and generous. As one of the only three girls in the class, she had a high impression in the hearts of most boys.

But her proposal was immediately ridiculed.

"What a joke to vote for the squad leader?"

However, He Sifang, who was sitting in the fifth row by the window, put his legs on the desk, and put his hands behind his head and said, "This is Huanluan Middle School, and there is no voting class leader here."

Xie Linlin was stunned and asked him, "Student He Sifang, what do you think?" She had a good memory and only introduced herself, she remembered the names of most people in the class.

"beat!"

"Only the strongest person in the class is qualified to be a class monitor!"

He Sifang shook his head at her and said, "Apart from beating, the squad leader selected by other methods will not recognize any of them!"

"This... how can the fight and kill among classmates be hurt by the harmony?"

Xie Linlin said that when she was in elementary school, she was always a class monitor. She was elected with high votes every time. She really had no choice but to attend Huanluan Middle School and wanted to continue to be a class monitor... But the rules changed, which made her feel a little helpless.

There was a burst of sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the ground.

He Sifang stretched, stood up, walked straight to the door, raised his hand and said to everyone, "If you want to be the squad leader, follow me to the playground, whoever wins in the end will be the squad leader."

"Crash~!"

At this time, more collisions and friction sounded, but the students from Class 1 and Class 3 next door walked out of the classroom and headed to the back playground.

In Class 2, after He Sifang and several people left the classroom, Lu Qingchen, Wu Yilang and others in the class also walked out of the classroom one after another... Zhou Ming was also among the front few people.

Then, with the sound of "slamming", all the people from Class 2 walked out of the classroom and went to the back playground to witness the birth of the class monitor together.

Only Xie Linlin, who left the last time, stood there in tears. If she did this, would she have the chance to become a squad leader?

...

The playground behind the school.

There is a large grassland with an area of ​​hundreds of acres.

More than 400 students from eight classes in the first grade, standing on this large grassland, occupying only eight small places.

Because the venue is large enough, fighting here will basically not cause accidental injuries even if the fight is intense and the shock wave is large, the distance is pulled.

A corner of the playground.

He Sifang in the class had already started fighting with Lu Qingchen, who had a pretty face.

You can also hear the conversation between the two:

"Lu Qingchen, you were the class monitor last semester, and it was my turn to be the one this semester!" He Sifang hit a bullet with a leg.

"It's yours to knock me down." Lu Qingchen dodged sideways and punched He Sifang in the waist.

The two of them went back and forth, both of them used their full strength.

On a clearing area next to it.

The black-looking girl, Zhang Yu, stood opposite her with short hair and expressionless expression, standing on the opposite side.

Zhang Yu is the only girl in the class who participated in the competition for the squad leader. Although she is a girl, she has a high level of cultivation and her moves are tricky and fierce. During the battle, she sometimes attacks Wu Yiro's lower three routes, which makes Wu Yiro panic many times and almost falls into a trap. Then she becomes angry and no longer cares about her. With his man's strength, she knocks Zhang Yu away and vomits blood several times, which causes Xie Linlin to scream with another girl.

Zhou Ming's opponent is a muscle boy in the early stage of Qi refining, named Huang Chao. Huang Chao is a younger brother under He Sifang. The purpose of his match with Zhou Ming was not to be the squad leader, but to stop Zhou Ming from being the squad leader... To put it bluntly, Huang Chao is the cannon fodder to deal with Zhou Ming.

Even so, before the battle began, Luo Xiaopang pulled Zhou Ming with some concern and said, "Brother Zhou, this Huang Chao doesn't seem easy to deal with, you must be careful."

Zhou Ming smiled slightly and said to him: "Don't worry, I can play ten roles like this."

Zhou Ming did not brag. After more than a dozen trial rounds, Huang Chao slightly increased his strength. Within a few moves, he hit Huang Chao for a while before he got up from the ground and nodded and admitted defeat.

After all, the gap in strength in a small rank is there, and it is normal that it cannot be beaten, so there is no need for Huang Chao to fight to the death.

It passed for a while.

After being kicked away by Wu Yilang's cannon leg, Zhang Yu vomited a mouthful of blood, but he had no choice but to admit defeat.

He Sifang and Lu Qingchen had the longest battle, and they also made a little real fire. The two of them punched and slapped each other with their own strength, and their strength was also moving to the extreme. The strong shock waves they produced were blown within a radius of ten meters, making it difficult for others to stand firm.

"Ascending Fire Dragon Fist!"

At the end of the fight, He Sifang suddenly used a trick, and the power of the fist suddenly doubled, which was much beyond Lu Qingchen's expectations.

"boom!"

When Lu Qingchen, who had a fist in his chest, was blown back ten meters and spit out a mouthful of blood. After landing, he stood up with his chest covering his chest for a while.

"He Sifang, but in the past six months, why have you become so strong?" Lu Qingchen looked at He Sifang and asked.

"In order to defeat you, do you know how long I have been practicing this move of Ascension Fire Dragon Fist? How about it, have you felt the power of this move?"

He Sifang held his hands and said proudly.

"Okay~ OK, the position of class monitor is yours this semester, but I will definitely take it back!"

Lu Qingchen had no choice but to admit defeat and pin his hopes on the competition for next year's squad leader.

In this way, only three people were left for the class monitor of Class 2 of Grade 1.

He Sifang, Wu Yilang, Zhou Ming.

Considering that He Sifang had just consumed too much and needed some time to recover, Wu Yiro and Zhou Ming had a fight in the second round of the battle.

After a little effort, after a burst of energy shot out, Zhou Ming defeated Wu Yiro with about a hundred moves and advanced to the last round.

Standing opposite He Sifang.

"A new transfer student?"

He Sifang glanced at Zhou Ming, thought for a while and said, "We'd better stop competing, submit to me, I'll give you the position of deputy squad leader."

Zhou Ming shook his head and said lightly: "Don't have the sub-word, I want to be the squad leader."

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

He Sifang punched, "I will teach you how to be a human being!"

However, after hundreds of rounds, He Sifang found that the new boy was not slid, and felt that it was even harder to deal with than Lu Qingchen just now.

"Ascending Fire Dragon Fist!"

He Sifang had no choice but to use his ultimate move and was ready to use the strongest move to end him like Lu Qingchen!

"Dragon-Suppressing Fist!"

Zhou Ming said three words lightly, and exuded a stronger energy. Its power seemed to be stronger and its destructive power was stronger. It curled up the high-speed gale wind and directly suppressed the momentum of the Ascension Fire Dragon Fist, and then rushed towards He Sifang with the unfinished remaining momentum.

"Boom~"

The shock wave generated by the collision of energy blows the onlookers twenty meters away and they all backwards.

He Sifang was knocked away by the remaining force of the Dragon-Slaying Fist, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground.

All the students were surprised.

He Sifang, who was strong in the class, was defeated by the new transfer student.

However, this transfer student was walking around in the garden, as if he was not injured, and was very strong.

"Boss Sifang, are you okay?"

"Boss, this newcomer is too arrogant. How dare he hurt you?"

"Boss Sifang, should you let your brothers go together and kill that kid?"

Huang Chao and several followers quickly went over and helped He Sifang who was lying on the ground, pointed at Zhou Ming, and said with anger on his face.

"You all give me the position of my squad leader, no one can take it away!" He Sifang said with blood in his mouth and pointed at Zhou Ming opposite him with a ferocious expression.

Huang Chao and others walked towards him.

"Hey! The minimum rules must be followed, right? If you can't afford to lose, you'll be so mean. The squad leader is my brother Zhou!"

Luo Xiaopang stood up and said angrily.

"No!"

Someone next to him immediately explained: "This is the rule of Huanluan Middle School. If one person can't beat him, you can ask someone to help him. You are new students who can't beat him. If you can't beat him, you can't convince everyone. Sorry, the position of the class monitor is still not yours."

"There are such regulations?" Luo Xiaopang opened his mouth, his face unbelievable.

"You must beat everyone up, right?"

Looking at the seven classmates rushing towards him, Zhou Ming raised his fists and rushed towards them, with a smile on his lips and said, "I said, if you are a scattered fish like you, you will still be beaten to death if you come with ten!"
Chapter completed!