In order not to be pressed to upgrade, Sao Nian

"The heroic god of war once said that if anyone invades my territory, I will destroy it."

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"The Great Immortal God once said, I linger in the humiliation of failure over and over again, but as long as I live, I will continue to yearn for victory."

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"The wise Mao Moumou once said that when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we pursue;

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"By the way, someone in the Celestial Dynasty once said that victory and defeat are unpredictable, and it is a man who endures humiliation."

"...(╰_╯)#"

"kindness?"

"What are you talking about? It's not like your master has been raped."

Sitting on the lawn beside the Bingsheng stream, Wan Yang snapped his fingers imitating a certain daffodil classmate. The brand with intertwined red and black lines suddenly lit up on the back of his hand, and small clusters of fire bloomed at his fingertips.

Ever since he left Bingsheng Middle School last night, he has been sitting there, and had a wonderful long conversation with his pet that came overnight. Thinking about it, Wan Yang burst out laughing. Recently, his pet has become more obedient , um... also become more talkative.

"I will lead the people of the Heizu to hunt down Kenya Ogawa, before any other demons arrive."

"I hate those black crows."

Looking at the black and red flames dancing on his fingertips, Wan Yang carefully divided them into two clusters, divided the variegated flames into two clusters of pure colors, and restored their original appearance.

"I will win, I will win. Then, successfully complete the ultimate mission that the system has hidden for so long, and then, go back."

"Finally want to fight, master?"

"Do not."

"Heh... Is it just to win master? Do you give your all for this?"

"what."

Standing up, moving his limbs that were paralyzed from sitting, Wan Yang patted his face to wake up, and returned according to the way he came from.

"I'm going first, please be careful."

"Ala, don't worry, I'm strong~"

Back at school, the bell for the afternoon class rang just in time, and when he walked into the class, there was no one there. Wan Yang looked at the class schedule on the blackboard.Well, physical education class?

Walking down the stairs at a leisurely pace to the playground, Wan Yang squinted his eyes comfortably facing the warm sunshine. On the playground, the teacher stood in front of the neatly lined students, opening and closing his mouth constantly, talking about something, nothing happened. After a while, he took out a handful of red cloth belts from the bamboo basket under his feet, and the students dispersed with a clatter, and went to the teacher two by two to get a red cloth belt.

Among them, Tsunayoshi, who was alone on the ground with his toes on the ground, was a little conspicuous. He looked at the physical education teacher in front of him, and scratched his fluffy and soft brown hair awkwardly. , Sure enough, physical education class is the most annoying thing.

"Yo! Good morning!" Wan Yang said hello to Gang Ji who was trapped in his own world.

"Hey, it's Wan Jun." Good morning, it was the same as last time, Wan Jun always greeted indiscriminately without the concept of time.After Gang Ji finished complaining silently, he seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up looking at the boy, he opened his mouth, and his eyes darkened again.

——If you are in a group with Wan Jun, it will drag Wan Jun down. My image in Wan Jun's mind is already useless enough, and Wan Jun will definitely not want to be in a group with him... Ahaha, the kind of Wan Jun How can people play with them on two or three legs? Don't think about it.

...However, even if you will be rejected, give it a try.Like Yamamoto, Tsuna tried his best to pull out a cheerful smile, "Well, Wan Jun, we are going to have a three-legged match soon, can I play with you?"

Not answered.The already awkward smile on Gangji's face froze completely.

As if he hadn't heard anything, the young man looked past Gang Ji and landed on the red cloth belt in the hands of the physical education teacher. His eyes were full of nostalgia. When he was still in high school, the school organized a competition. A red cloth belt bound not only two people, but the whole class.

Standing with an unnatural expression, Gang Ji walked up and down in embarrassment, suddenly wanting to stay away from here.

"Hey, where are you going? Don't you have to wear a belt to participate in the competition?" Wan Yang stepped forward, put his hand on Gangji's shoulder, and pouted towards the physical education teacher.

"Huh?" Gang Ji turned around in a daze, but the boy had disappeared, only the residual warmth on his shoulders remained.

After trotting all the way to the physical education teacher to get the red cloth belt, Wan Yang trotted all the way back, "Ala Ala, little rabbit, come on! No.1 must be ours!"

"Ah, um." Gang Ji continued to look at the boy in a daze, with a smile on his small face bit by bit.

When the atmosphere was just right, a tall, thick, and thick boy next to him let out a snort, and grabbed his companion beside him with one hand, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up, "Hahahaha, little rabbit, the title of waste material gang is quite suitable for you." Hey!"

The companion who was wearing a cloth belt next to him was also shaking his body, and he could see half of his flushed face with a smile when he raised his head, and he followed the boy's words in a strange way, "Waste chai Gang, still thinking about No.1? Are you doing it?" Daydreaming, it’s up to you, don’t be the last one, it’s pretty good.”

——Hey, I seem to have gotten a little too carried away.but……

"Hey, boy, do you know how to be polite?!" Stuffing the red cloth belt into Gangji's arms, Wan Yang strode up to the two boys, bursting with murderous aura, "You called the waste material gang? Calling is also uncle calling!"

The body trembled uncontrollably, and the two boys could not help but soften their bodies under the great pressure.

——However, there is an inexplicable sense of satisfaction to see Wan Jun angry for himself.

Gang Ji's warm brown eyes were full of joy, he stepped forward with joyful steps, took the boy's arm, and dragged it to the red rubber track, "Well, Wan Jun, leave them alone, the competition is about to here we go."

Unprepared, Wan Yang was dragged away by Gang Ji and came to the runway.Gang Ji squatted down, tied cloth belts on their ankles, stood for a few minutes, and the physical education teacher walked up to them with a gun, "One lap, finish the assembly! The last one is punished to run! Did you hear that?" !"

Hearing the sparse echoes from the students, he raised his hand decisively and shot into the sky, "Boom!"

Immediately, the students in pairs spread their feet and ran forward. Of course, some of the best students fell into the mud as soon as they took the first step.

Wan Yang and Gang Ji, who moved forward with the main force, were very harmonious. Their steps were neither big nor small, and they were completely consistent. Gradually, it didn't take long for them to surpass other groups and squeeze into the first place.

...and just momentum.Gang Ji's title of "Waste Material Gang" is not for nothing, he is very good at flat wrestling and the like.I saw that it was a very uniform pace, but suddenly he kicked the toe of his right foot to the heel of his left foot, and his whole body clattered to the ground.

Like a drowning man grabbing at the last straw.When Gang Ji was about to come into close contact with the ground, he grabbed the young man's robe with his left hand. After stopping the falling momentum, he also grabbed the young man's hand with his right hand, and stood up with the support of the young man's body.

"...What a special wrestling." With an exclamation of unknown meaning, Wan Yang pulled Gangji up, "Are you all right?"

"En." With his head lowered, Gang Ji stared at the joint between his left hand and the young man's right hand, then suddenly raised his neck, blinked his big warm brown eyes that were foggy, and looked at Wan Yang stupidly, stupidly. "...But, it seems that my ankle is twisted..."

"Eh." Looking at Gangji's wrinkled face, Wan Yang carefully supported him, "Then go slowly."

"En..." A cunning color flashed through his eyes, and Gang Ji held the young man's hand tightly, smiling inwardly, yeah, it's a success, it's awesome~

In this way, the two of them slowly walked towards the finish line with one arm and one support.

"Arnuo, Wan Jun, stay at my house tonight, mom misses you all the time."

"Ala, Ala, Nana's mother is really... well, let's go."

"That's right, Mom really is, she's always nagging me about how virtuous and capable Wan Jun is."

"As long as the latter adjective is enough! The first one can be omitted!"

"Well, I'm just paraphrasing~"

"Humph."

"Wan Jun, have you brought a change of clothes?"

"No, I don't need it, I still have a robe."

"Um, are you only wearing robes again... But, it's also possible." As if remembering something, Tsuna suddenly blushed.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, Wan Jun, let's go, let's go upstairs~"

"But—don't we still have penalty runs?"

"Eh!!!!!!!!!"

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