Who traveled through time and was forced to inherit the position of young master?

Fang Shaoli covered her face at the edge of the playground and said she was a little crazy, this was the way she was crazy.

Bai Yuefeng looked strange, not knowing how to comment: "Your sister is quite fierce."

Zhong An found it interesting: "It's really smart to be able to unite the forces around you and break the impasse so quickly, but this method..."

It's a bit damaged.

Zhong An changed the subject: "But, can D-level spiritual power make so many people react?"

"No." Fang Shaoli felt funny. His sister was indeed smart and dared to think and do.

"In an already tense situation, the pink-haired girl did use her ability, and the purple-haired boy did help the people behind. As long as a few people take action, the others will naturally be motivated."

“It’s just taking advantage of the herd effect.”

"Moreover, the girl who cast the curse obviously retained a lot of spiritual power." As he said this, Bai Yuefeng suddenly realized something and smashed his fist into his palm. His action was inconsistent with his slightly noble face.

"I understand. Your sister's last words were a complete threat."

Zhong An leaned against the railing and laughed: "He also deliberately drew the hatred value to himself to make these people more motivated. After all, he can beat people up when it's over."

Fang Shaoli didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Indeed."

Someone in the monitoring room also reacted.

Principal Wang slammed the table and said, "That's right, you have to be brave enough to try. This student is good, extra points!"

The situation on the field changed drastically. The Digital Brothers smiled bitterly. The time, place and people were all right. There was nothing they could do.

We can't stop it openly.

Fang Si raised his glasses and said mysteriously, "That's not necessarily true. After all, those two people are still carrying my punishment, and I haven't said what the punishment is yet."

Fang Yi raised his eyebrows: "Punishment?" This statement is quite interesting.

At this time, everyone was almost done, and Fang Zhixin pulled Du Ruo straight to Fang Si.

"Instructor, what are our punishments?"

Fang Si: ...Is the slap in the face coming so quickly?

"… plus five laps."

No, you didn't forget.

Fang Zhixin and Du Ruo gathered their spiritual power and started to sprint. Damn it, if everyone else had arrived but they hadn’t, wouldn’t it be laughable?

Fang Wu said regretfully: "Brother Si, there is no backup plan at all."

Fang Er smiled gently: "These students all come from various families, and they were all favored children when they were young. I didn't expect that someone would be so bold as to lie so openly."

"I haven't experienced the beatings of society yet." Fang Yi lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "Although this method is harmful, it can indeed stimulate people's potential."

Maybe it will be useful in the next assessment.

Fang San took a step back. Judging from the boss’s expression, he felt that he was thinking about something bad.

The other classes naturally followed suit, but those who could enter this school were all geniuses, so how could they possibly submit to others?

Some people tried to integrate the class, but since everyone had just entered the school, their familiarity with each other was limited to self-introductions.

Some people don’t believe that it counts only when the whole class passes the test. After all, the instructor didn’t give any order, right?

The result is obvious. After abusing their innate spiritual power and being tortured by the mechanism, only the members of Class A passed the level.

With resentment at the other party's knowledge, the students of Class A gnashed their teeth and rushed across the finish line, then collapsed on the playground, gasping for breath.

Someone said breathlessly: "Fang Zhixin, you are really...really great."

The person who supported him sat down on the ground, and felt the same way: "This is incredible. Anyone who can enter the first high school in Dongxia and is in Class A must be a genius. How could someone... do such a thing."

Others also echoed with complaints.

Fang Zhixin, by his own efforts, raised the hatred value of the entire Class A.

In the final moments, Du Ruo brought Fang Zhixin across the finish line.

Fang Zhixin leaned on his knees, gasping for breath. No, he needed to improve his physical strength.

"Fang Zhixin!!!"

The sound of wanting to tear her into eight pieces made Fang Zhixin look up.

At first glance, there was a sea of ​​black heads, all with red eyes and panting heavily.

Fang Zhixin's mouth twitched. She was so angry. She glanced at the members of Class A as if she had expected it.

He just sat there and said, "Let's talk about what we mean. The fight is over and the matter is over. We can't pursue it later."

After saying that, he put himself in a space.

He stretched out his index finger and hooked it, encouraging seriously: "Come on, why are you standing there, don't be a coward. It's only a minute."

Du Ruo moved to the side without looking around, but Lu Yuan had already left here.

The members of Class A were instantly furious.

"What the hell is your uncle Fang Zhixin thinking of!"

"Brothers, come on, this is too arrogant."

"Sisters, don't let her go. It's too mean. How could she curse us to have diarrhea?"

As they spoke, all of them raised their fists and went up.

"Bang—"

"Fuck!" Liu Jiajie covered his hands and let out a silent howl, his face wrinkled in pain.

Song Yuxi and her little sisters shook their hands and jumped in pain.

Others either hopped on one leg with their feet hugged, or squatted down and covered their hands, or held their knees.

It was a bleak scene.

"hiss……"

People from other classes gasped and stepped back. Are the people from Class A so miserable?

Fang Zhixin touched his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "Uh, we agreed on one minute. After one minute, you can't pursue it."

"Otherwise, I will bear a grudge and take revenge."

The people in Class A had frowns on their faces and started using local materials, some taking stones, some looking for sticks, and some even ran outside to take brooms from the cleaning staff who were cleaning the office.

Go straight to Fang Zhixin.

The cleaning lady looked at the students walking away, then looked at her empty hands, and shouted, "Hey, students, remember to come back."

Wang Tao, who was carrying a broom, shouted without turning his head: "I know, Auntie."

Looking at the classmates showing off their talents, Fang Zhixin's mouth twitched: "No, big brothers and sisters, is it that serious?"

"As for you, prepare to die!"

All of a sudden, stones, sticks, feet, brooms, and even someone took off his shoes and used them to hit the space block.

Fang Zhixin felt like it was getting dark, and was still thinking in his heart, this group of people didn't spit, they really have high quality.

The seniors took out the melons they had prepared and started eating.

Is this year's Class A so fun?

Fang Shaoli laughed so hard that he fell backwards: "Hahahahahahaha, I thought she had some solution, but in the end she's just waiting to get beaten."

"She is your sister after all, aren't you worried?" Zhong An was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when watching the scene on the playground.

Fang Shaoli rubbed his stomach that hurt from laughing: "It's okay, she calculated that those students don't have spiritual power now, so they can't hit us."

It’s not like everyone can practice on their own and recover their spiritual energy very quickly.

"That's not necessarily true." Bai Yuefeng pursed his lips and motioned Fang Shaoli to look over there. A boy with bloodstains on his face was walking towards the crowd.

"Get out of the way!" Zhang Kai's face was covered in blood, making him look hideous.