I am the celebration monster of Academy City

During the Dahasei Festival, the teachers were all wearing commercially available sportswear, but Yueyong Xiaomeng was wearing a cheerleading uniform with a light green sleeveless vest and a white short pleated skirt. A standard cheerleading outfit .

It seems that the head teacher who is only 130 cm tall is going to cheer on her students who are sweating and fighting at the Daiha Star Festival in this way.

Just by seeing her attire, one can understand that she is always ready to stand on the front line with her students.

Besides Yueyong Xiaomeng, the other person also didn't wear sportswear, but was still wearing a suit on a hot day.

This is a man that the students in Class 1, Class 7 have never met, a young man who came out of nowhere.

If you think about it carefully, it should be a teacher from another school.What... the teacher of a private elite sports school? After all, the wrestling match that is about to start is a battle between a certain high school and this school.

Teacher Xiaomeng is arguing with this man.

With a domineering appearance, the man who is much taller than Teacher Xiaomeng mocked Teacher Xiaomeng condescendingly.

But Teacher Xiaomeng could only bite her lips tightly, trying to defend something.

"Hey, Yueyong, don't you really think that the trash you teach can defeat my students?"

"Then, those children are not useless, they, they are all studying hard."

"If that's the case, why can you only get that level of grades? I've heard, Yueyong, your class's final grades for the semester's ability test were pretty bad, right?

The only person with great abilities who didn't show up to participate in the test at all?I'm dying of laughter, your usual group of failed works is not only too low in qualifications, even you, the teacher, don't pay attention to it.A student like this, no matter how high his level is, is no different from trash, right? "

"No, that's not the case...Xiao Ganquan is just..."

"In other words, Mr. Yueyong, who will be looked down upon by that kind of trash... you are no different from trash, right? Hahaha."

"Small, Xiao Ganquan couldn't take the test because of his physical condition. And, students can't be judged by failure or success!

Old man, the teacher's responsibility is to teach the students well, to teach the students knowledge, to teach the students the principles of life, how can they label them for their own benefit. "

"Oh, it's hard to believe that this is what you said Yueyong. After all, the world is still based on grades. If the students you teach have excellent grades, then no matter what you say is right. But your students are a group of Trash, what you say like this is more like you are using this kind of statement to whitewash your own incompetence."

While talking, the male teacher suddenly stretched out his hand to Teacher Xiaomeng, as if he wanted to hold Teacher Xiaomeng's head.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here. Last time you made a fool of me in public, this time I want to repay the debt from you in the arena broadcasted all over the world. Let the elite class I cultivated, Beat your bastards to pieces—"

Facing the male teacher's suddenly extended hand, Teacher Xiaomeng took a step back subconsciously.

However, suddenly, when there was nothing behind him, Teacher Xiaomeng bumped into something.The hand that the male teacher stretched out was also grasped by another hand that suddenly appeared.

Teacher Xiaomeng was slightly startled, and looked back subconsciously.

"Small, little Ganquan?"

"Hey, I heard that someone is bullying our teacher Xiaomeng, is it you?"

Without looking at Teacher Xiaomeng, Gan Quanyou said to the male teacher with a smile on his face.

In contrast, the male teacher's face gradually became ugly.

He swung his hand desperately, and finally pulled his wrist out of Gan Quanyou's hand.Looking again, there were slight bruises on his wrists.

"Hey you--"

The male teacher clutched his wrist and yelled at Gan Quanyou angrily.

However, before he finished his next words, he was interrupted by Gan Quanyou.

Gan Quanyou, who was protecting Teacher Xiaomeng behind his back, still had a gentle smile on his face, but his fingers kept poking the chest of this self-proclaimed elite teacher, causing the teacher to back away uncontrollably.

As a student, it is extremely disrespectful to make such provocative actions towards the teacher.But there was no one else around, so no one would know.

"Elite? Trash? Your statement seems very interesting. Please allow me to correct you a little bit. Of course, don't get me wrong. I won't say that other students who haven't met are trash. I mean It's you, you are a waste. I usually don't bother to deal with people like you. "

The male teacher originally wanted to ask Gan Quanyou who it was.After all, judging by Gan Quanyou's attire, it should be no problem for him to be a student.

But inexplicably, he suddenly felt a kind of panic, so that his question was blocked in his throat and he couldn't ask it out.

Instead of poking the male teacher's chest, Gan Quanyou actually carefully arranged the slightly messy suit for the teacher.

"There is only one reason for me to appear here. That is, you offended me. You said just now that you want the class you train to beat us to pieces?

OK, that's great.Then give it a try and see who beats whom.

No, I was wrong, just watch how we crushed those poor children you are proud of If you get up, you can only crawl underground forever!At that time, you will hate yourself now. "

"What, what is it?"

Without any momentum, he said a harsh word.

The vicious male teacher ran away in a hurry.He was obviously just a student, but he, who was an elite teacher, felt something was wrong, and a particularly weird feeling lingered on him.He ran away without even asking Gan Quanyou's name.

The gentle smile on his face faded, Gan Quanyou couldn't help but click his tongue slightly.

"Tsk..."

Suddenly, Gan Quanyou felt his clothes being pulled.

Gan Quanyou turned around with a smile on his face.

"Xiao Ganquan, why did you appear here?" Teacher Xiaomeng said to Ganquanyou with some anxiety.

"Yes, if the other party pursued it just now..."

"Is there a reason to appear here? Just the fact that Teacher Xiaomeng was bullied is enough to make me... no, it made us act."

"us?"

Gan Quanyou's voice fell, and the students of Class 1, Year 7 who were hiding and eavesdropping and peeping all came out.

Miss Xiaomeng, who didn't expect that all her students were watching and listening, stood on the spot blankly.

Fortunately, the notification of the start of the game at this time broke the embarrassment of Teacher Xiaomeng.

"Are you ready to crush the opponent?" Gan Quanyou asked with a smile.

"of course."

Kamijou Touma put his palm on his fist.

"Then—we should go."

Chapter 220 The sixth fierce ghost strikes

Misaka Mikoto is at the cheering seat for the students.

Unlike ordinary guests who use cheering seats, there is no tent here to block the sun.It's just a blue plastic sheet on the ground, not even a chair.

If Tokiwadai was preparing for it, then the refueling seats would probably be similar to the audience seats in a general concert hall, but Tokiwadai is not open to the public even during the Daihasei Festival, so I just feel that way.

For a young lady like Misaka Mikoto, this kind of preparation due to insufficient conditions has a wild and fresh feeling.It looks like a banquet table for cherry blossom viewing.

Misaka Mikoto had met Kamijou Touma in the morning, and then he made a match agreement with Kamijou Touma as soon as his brain got hot.

Misaka Mikoto also has her own event to participate in, and there is a danger of missing Kamijou Touma's game when she comes over to watch Kamijou Touma's game.But she just cared about it, and she had already appeared here when she found out.

At the refueling booth, Misaka Mikoto also met a silver-haired nun who often stayed with Kamijo Touma. The silver-haired nun seemed to be starving to death as if she hadn't eaten enough.

Tired and dealing with the silver-haired nun, the school radio finally sent the signal for the players to enter the arena.

The first competition is the wrench match.

At the moment when the game was about to start, the entire stadium suddenly became noisy, and the sound was much louder.

But the more this happened, the more people could feel an inexplicable sense of tension, making people feel that this was indeed a formal event that attracted worldwide attention.

Forcibly ignoring the inexplicable voice of "Tum... stomach, I'm so hungry" coming from my ear, Misaka Mikoto focused on Kamijou Touma's opponent.

Misaka Mikoto found the name of the other school in the guidebook, but she had never heard of this school.I didn't realize until now that I saw the other side playing. This seems to be an elite school that focuses on sports.

"Ah... this is a little troublesome. No, it should be luck. It seems that a school that has no personality and is very ordinary can't beat a school that specializes in sports."

The players entering the arena are doing simple warm-up actions, and just this action can make people understand that they are professional.

At the same time, looking at their expressions, it should be clear that they are used to converting moderate tension into athletic power.

Compared with this group of elite sportsmen, Kamijo Touma attended a school that Misaka Mikoto had never heard of, so it was not a good school from the introduction.

It is literally characterless and extremely general.Misaka Mikoto really couldn't imagine the possibility of victory for the school Kamijo Touma belongs to.

Thinking so, Misaka Mikoto looked towards the other side of the stadium, where Kamijou Touma and his class played.

While looking over, Misaka Mikoto suddenly noticed that most of the cameras seemed to be focused in that direction.

After all, this is the first wave of games, so TV cameras are indispensable.But basically it's still a school sports meeting.

The introductory commentary for the TV broadcast is held in another studio.But the point is not this. Instead of focusing on athletes who are used to competitions, but focusing on a group of ordinary guys, something must have happened.

Suddenly, Misaka Mikoto thought of something...

It was such an unremarkable high school, why would there be an opponent like Kamijou Touma that she couldn't beat at all, and why would there be a monster like Yu Ganizumi?

This thought flashed through my mind without even using it up for a second.

Then, Misaka Mikoto knew the reason why so many cameras focused their shots.

The Qinghe boy with a white scarf tied on his head walked in the front, followed by three boys with a hedgehog head, blue hair and squinting eyes, and a man with golden hair and sunglasses, and then the rest.

The youth Qing He who was walking in the front was a bit lazy at best, but not decent at worst.What's even more frightening is that the people following behind have followed suit, exactly the same.

Compared with the elite athletes who are training in an orderly manner, it seems that it is difficult for them to even stand in a good team.

However, the scary place is not here.

The scary thing is the aura emanating from this group of people.Misaka Mikoto at the refueling seat seemed to see a group of red-eyed hungry wolves who were drooling and waiting to tear their opponents apart.

But it was only for a moment, Misaka Mikoto shook her head vigorously, and threw this illusion aside.

"It's just a competition...you don't need to be serious about it...those guys..."

His gaze swept across Yu Ganizumi, who was leading the way, and Kamijou Touma, who was one step behind.

After thinking about it, Misaka Mikoto glanced at Motoharu Tsuchimikado next to Touma Kamijou.If she remembered correctly, this guy was a magician?

So in this mediocre, extremely ordinary school... why are there so many demons and ghosts!

It is a wrench match, of course the wooden stick must be erected first.

The official conflict has not yet begun, and it is now in the stage of arranging tactics and erecting wooden sticks. There are wooden sticks lined up all over the stadium, which look like long guns held by the regiment.

This process didn't last long, and slowly, the two teams began to approach.

Misaka Mikoto clenched her fists unconsciously.The momentum of Kamijou Touma's team was so terrifying, it made her feel a little uneasy that she might lose.

But on the other hand, Misaka Mikoto's rich experience told her that something explosive might happen next.

She has already started to get excited.

The two teams stood still, and the distance between the two sides was about [-] meters, which was a distance that could be reached within a few seconds as soon as the match officially started.

Stopping at this distance, you can see Gan Quanyou suddenly spread his arms towards the opponents.

The cameraman of the TV station is indeed a professional, and he shot the camera at Gan Quanyou when he was moving.

Gan Quanyou alone occupied the large screen of the gymnasium with simultaneous broadcasting images, and Gan Quanyou could see a cold and cruel smile on his face with his hands outstretched.

"Is it convenient? Have you prayed to God? Are you ready for us to kill you?"

"Hey... Hey hey!!"

Misaka Mikoto's pupils shrank slightly.

At the end of the distance of [-] meters, Gan Quanyu turned around nonchalantly, leaving his back to his opponent.

He shouted to everyone in his camp.

"The enemy has come, what do we need to do!"

"Kill it!! Knock it down!! Let it rot!!"

The majestic shout flew through the sky and flew across the sky.Facing Gan Quanyou's questioning, everyone raised their fists high and responded with louder shouts.

"What will happen if you don't do this!"

"It will be killed!! It will be knocked down!! It will be forced to rot!!"

The elites who specialize in sports seem to be just like clouds in front of them.

"Yes, that's it."

Turning around again, looking at the opposite group of opponents who looked at each other and seemed to be shocked, Gan Quanyou's smiling eyes were full of ferocity and cruelty.

"Victory is the only way, trampling the enemy will be the only reason, no one can do things that violate the reason. No one can! God, devil, me, you can't!!"