"Since y'all are very lively to spat each other first thing this morning, why don't we have a little combat lesson on the combat room right now?"
.......
"What?"
I thought I heard wrong.
Everyone suddenly stopped moving and looked at the teacher at the front. The teacher with the devilish smile on his face became serious and said,
"Meet me at Combat Room F and wear your PE suits in the wardrobe before coming inside. Any questions? None? Alright I'm going."
Professor Qiang walked towards the classroom door and left us dumbfounded in the classroom. A few seconds later, he came back like he forgot something and told us in a frightening tone,
"Almost forgot, anyone who doesn't come in fifteen minutes will be given severe punishment by me. I won't tell you what it is but I advise you to listen to me. Got it?"
And then he left. After the serious declaration, everyone in the class hurriedly went out the classroom and ran to Combat Room F. We were even shouted by a staff member.
"Hey! No running in the hallway!"
However, we no longer have the luxury to listen and apologize to them because of our professor's threat. After arriving inside the wardrobe, we quickly put our dark green full body suit and went inside the Room. Our professor is also there, impatiently waiting for us on the platform.
"Are you guys frickin' turtles? I stood here for 11 minutes waiting for you slackers!"
The students who were going down the stairs to the platform flinched at the sudden shout. There are frowns on the students' faces and their gazes seemed to be asking,
'What do you want us to do? Crawl? We were even scolded for running in the hallway! Moreover, how are you even 11 minutes early before us?'
"Alright, Listen up!"
Professor Qiang angrily shouted at the now quiet crowd of students. The students who were either calm or anxious silently listened to the professor's loud voice. He said,
"It is currently 8:23 in the morning. I was just supposed to introduce myself to you lot and brief you about the curriculum and stuff that you'll be doing with me. But since you are too lively to
start quarrels first thing in the morning, why don't we just spend our energy by doing something more educational?"
The students became more anxious the more Professor Qiang talk. He then
continued,
"For your first activity, we're gonna have a short mock fight. I will be your opponent, and all you gotta do is come at me whenever or however you want. Of course, don't do anything that will
harm you or your classmates."
Everyone inside the platform was baffled by the teacher's statement. Their eyes that are full of confusion and disbelief went from the professor to the perpetrators of the quarrel that caused this mini mock fight to happen. The problem students flinched from their fierce gazes and quickly looked away or bowed their heads. Some of the students even started glaring at me.
Why? I just wanted to stop them too?
"What? You guys gonna say somethin'?"
The students' gazes instantly fell down the floor. Everyone kept quiet, well, except for one person.
"Heeyy! Sensei*! I wanna say something!"
(*sensei-teacher)
All of our gazes went toward the direction of the voice. It was the black-haired student, who was sitting in one of the spectator seats while wearing the school uniform topped with a red jacket. He seems to have not changed his clothes to a body suit as he confidently waved his hand. When he felt that he was heard by Professor Qiang, he quickly put down his hand and started to speak.
"Well, we are well-informed that heroes have different tracks that they specialize in. There are those whose abilities are offense-based, like fighters and tanks, there are support-based like healers
and long-ranged attackers, and defense-based like forcefields and space-like abilities. I believe my ability is a special support type that is pretty useful in large or long-term battles but has a huge setback that prevents me from protecting myself. And if this is the case… Can I not join the mock fight?"
What the… Did he just make a tardy excuse that actually makes sense?
I quickly turned to look at everyone and saw that they all have blank expression on their faces, even Professor Qiang. After a bit of thinking, professor Qiang replied,
"... Alright. You can sit there and watch your classmates. But I'm gonna have to talk to you after this activity in the faculty Mr. Allen."
The black-haired student's face quickly lit up as he thanked the professor back. I, as well as the rest of the class, looked back at the teacher with mixed expressions.
"Don't worry. If you win, I'll introduce you some powerful people I know. 'Cuz as you can see, it's important for heroes to build connections with different figures of society, especially while you're still young. I'll guarantee it's a good opportunity for youngsters like yourselves."
Everyone's gazes changed. No one disagreed with Professor Qiang, as it's pretty obvious that famous heroes have different connections with society's power players, whether a wealthy businessman, a political figure, or a fellow hero. The professor clapped his hands together and spoke,
"Alright, let's stop all this dilly-dally and start ri--"
Before the professor can finish his sentence, a huge chunk of soil quickly shot up and aimed for the professor. Everyone was surprised, but just stood there with their mouths gaping open. A rough male voice spoke at the moment,
"I've been itching to fight already. Can't you just shut up and let us start?"
It was the blonde-haired student. Everyone slowly turned their heads toward the professor who is now covered in dust due to the attack. The dust was suddenly swerved away by a strong wind force and the angry face of the professor could be seen.
"HAHAHAHA! HOW BRAVE OF YOU TO SHOVE DIRT ON MY FACE WHEN I'M NOT FINISHED TALKIN'!"
Everyone had a shocked expression on their faces. But before anyone could react, a girl sneaked behind the professor with her snake-like abilities and locked her arms around his neck.
"Gotcha!"
However, even when the girl tried choking Professor Qiang, he would not move.
'What the... His body's hard as a rock!'
The girl was grabbed by the back collar of her uniform and is tossed across the platform.
"Uwaaaahh!"
Wait, is it fine to just toss a student like that?
There was fear and surprise in the faces of the students. The students then realized that the battle has begun. One student clenched his fists and started to run. He shouted,
"Uwooohh! Let's go!!!"
Everyone started rushing towards the professor, carrying mixed emotions like nervousness, fear, and excitement. The professor laughed like a maniac, opening his arms and loudly shouting,
"HAHAHAHAHA! THAT'S RIGHT! COME AT ME!"