The Theory Academy has basically decided that the game is lost. Seeing Yi Jiamu walking towards the pick-up area, the others basically didn't pay much attention.
Even Sangbei just pretended to be passionate and said "Come on" to him, and then nervously turned his attention to the throwing area where the situation was one-sided.
When Yi Jiamu walked over, the person opposite happened to throw a ball over. He picked it up and weighed it in his hand thoughtfully.
But it was just such a momentary pause, and the Battle Academy was already impatient.
Someone yelled at him from a distance: "What's going on with the theoretician, pick up the ball and send it back quickly! This is unbearable, and have you started to use the tactics of delaying time?"
Although the morale of the theory school was inevitably a bit low, but when I heard them say, I suddenly felt a little unhappy: "What is it, I didn't say it or not! Don't you just rely on your ability to know a few abilities, open and close your mouth? It's a theoretical student, who do you look down on?"
The opposite side laughed: "Who do you look down on, don't you know?"
After a few words, the anger on both sides was inevitably ignited again.
In the blink of an eye, others began to roll up their sleeves.
If it weren't for the fact that the physical fitness teacher was still standing next to him, he could fight at any time if he disagreed.
Every student who chooses to come to Chongxing Theory College is full of belief in the field of supernatural powers, and as a result, they enjoy the treatment of "third-class citizens" as soon as they start school, and everyone is angry. What's more, there are still a few passive-type abilities among them, and they feel a little unbearable even to provoke the next one.
Yi Jiamu looked at the chaos in the distance from a distance, and did not have the slightest sense of being the fuse. Instead, he focused his attention back on the task of picking up the ball.
He lifted the metal ball in his hand, weighed the force, and threw it out so calmly.
After the metal ball slid out a graceful arc in the air, it landed right near the throwing line of the Theory Academy.
After rolling twice, it happened to stop at the feet of the student who was in charge of throwing the ball in the theory school.
After a while, the talents on both sides who were battling each other had some aftertaste.
There was a slight silence around.
Wait, what just happened
Yi Jiamu saw from a distance that his classmate who threw the ball was still in place, and reminded: "Hurry up, or they will say that we are delaying time again."
The freshmen of the battle academy were petrified on the spot, and suddenly they heard such a sentence, no matter how plain the tone was, it was inevitable to hear a bit of provocation, and the expressions on their faces suddenly became more and more twisted together.
But looking at Yi Jiamu, who was still standing still and didn't move a step, they had to accept the reality - this student of the theory college actually threw back the ball they threw with his supernatural ability!
The physical fitness teacher next to him also looked a little stunned. He opened the roster in his hand and compared it.
The student's remarks of this student named Yi Jiamu are indeed correct for ordinary theoretical students.
An "ordinary" theoretical student with a normal physical fitness comparable to the battle academy level
This Omega is a bit ruthless.
Yi Jiamu himself didn't realize what was wrong.
After the strange silence in the audience, seeing that the mutual throwing continued, he stood quietly in place, casually carrying out the task of picking up the ball.
Every time a ball is thrown from the opposite side, he picks it up and throws it back to the classmate who is throwing the ball in his class.
As the opponent throws farther and farther, he also continues to pull the distance slowly, but the only constant is that no matter how far the distance is, he can always throw the ball accurately and without error. to the feet of your classmates.
Unconsciously, when the Battle Academy looked at him, it gradually turned into a ghostly expression.
Under such a sight, Yi Jiamu scratched his face blankly: "?"
In Tower Star, he has been learning ancient martial arts with his grandfather since he was a child. To be honest, the props they used when they practiced were much heavier than this small metal ball. Moreover, the freshmen of the battle academy haven't been able to fully utilize their abilities. In his opinion, such a distance is really nothing.
Time passed unknowingly, and the music of the next get out of class sounded leisurely, and Yi Jiamu didn't even have much fluctuation in his breath.
He slowly picked up the last ball, this time he didn't throw it back, just held it in his hand, and walked slowly back to the meeting point of his class.
Sang Bei almost threw himself on him: "Yi Jiamu, you are too strong!"
The battle academy solved 90% of their classmates in half a class, but Yi Jiamu alone managed to survive the second half of the class in one breath, isn't it strong!
Yi Jiamu took a step back quietly, quietly avoiding such excessive enthusiasm: "It's nothing."
The victory came a little too suddenly, and the students in the theory college felt a little stunned. After a long while, they recovered and cheered.
In comparison, the battle academy no longer had the arrogant arrogance before, and the atmosphere was low.
In such a silence, one of them walked out of Alpha and came to Yi Jiamu: "Classmate, do you mind having a match?"
Sang Bei was admiring his roommate so much that he saw that he was so embarrassed to come, he couldn't help sneering: "What's the matter, I would like to admit defeat, but I'm still not convinced?"
"It's true that we lost this time, and we will take back our unrealistic evaluation of the School of Theory and go to the forum to post an apology." While speaking, Alpha's eyes always fell on Yi Jiamu, "However, now it's me. I hope I can formally compare the throwing distance with this classmate."
Obviously, losing to the theory academy was such a shame, even if the battle academy had to admit it, it still wanted to find some way back.
Sang Bei was directly smirked: "You, a student of the Battle Academy, asked us to compare your physical fitness? Can you make some face?"
Wei Lanbing originally stayed to organize the venue, but noticed the situation here and came over: "I'm the squad leader, you can talk to me if you have anything."
"This is my personal request, and it has nothing to do with the class." Alpha dismissed him lightly, looked at Yi Jiamu and repeated it solemnly, "So, does this classmate mind playing against me?"
Provocation means too strong.
Wei Lanbing frowned and said nothing, and looked at Yi Jiamu.
Yi Jia Mu stood there with nothing to do with himself, and the topic was thrown again, with almost no hesitation: "Me? Of course I mind."
He is not very busy, so why should he compare himself with others
Alpha obviously didn't expect such an answer. After a moment of silence, he finally said again: "You really don't have a sense of collective honor. Is this the way of the Theory Academy, is it a runaway?"
Yi Jiamu looked at him strangely: "Isn't it your personal request, I refuse it from a personal standpoint, what does it have to do with the academy?"
Alpha: "… "
Sang Bei smirked: "Did you hear me, I don't like to pay attention to you!"
Alpha gritted his teeth: "How do you want to compare with me?"
Sang Bei lost his temper by his stalking appearance: "Hey, you're not finished yet, are you?"
At this moment, Yi Jiamu suddenly asked, "Any conditions?"
Seeing that he seemed relieved, Alpha was overjoyed: "Yes, as long as it can be done, any conditions will do."
Yi Jiamu thought for a while and smiled at him: "In this case, how about a month's meal card?"
Alpha: "Huh?"
Sang Bei: "?" What kind of condition is this
Yi Jiamu said, "Fill me a month's meal card and I'll compare with you."
After speaking, seeing the other party froze in place for a long time without any response, the corners of his lips lowered a bit in disappointment: "If you don't want to, forget it."
Alpha finally came to his senses when he saw that he was leaving, and hurriedly stopped him: "Okay, just a month's meal card!"
The special metal ball in Yi Jiamu's hand has not been taken away, and he is happy to hear him agree: "Then I will throw it away first."
As he spoke, he moved his muscles and bones, and threw it in the direction of the distance.
The metal ball swept an incomparably beautiful arc in the air, and then, far away, far away, flew out of the field of vision of the No. 4 training ground... and disappeared.
Enough distance to kill.
The physical fitness teacher just hasn't left yet. Looking at the distance, he roughly estimated the distance, and said with admiration: "Even if it is based on the grading index of the senior year, this score should be almost a full mark. That's ok, classmate!"
"Thank you, teacher." Yi Jiamu politely smiled at the physical fitness teacher, turned around and saw that the Alpha was still petrified in place, and reminded, "That... If you want to throw, I can only trouble you to pick up the ball first, classmate. "
Alpha's originally confident expression has long since froze completely: "..."
At this distance, what else could he cast? Is it shameful to throw it out
Yi Jiamu obviously did not intend to stay and wait for the other party. Before leaving, he did not forget to take out a pen and paper from the storage space in the necklace, and quickly wrote a series of numbers and handed it to the other party, with a sincere attitude: "This is mine. Meal card ID, don't forget to recharge after the vote, thank you."
"..."
Alpha looked at the small note in his hand, and couldn't help but cover his chest, so that he didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Now he reasonably suspects that this Omega's unwillingness to compare just now is completely deceitful. I am afraid that he has dug a hole long ago and is waiting for him here? !
And he was really deceived by this innocent looking angel face!
Not a theory student, what kind of monster is this? !
The author has something to say: Invisible pretending is the most deadly.
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