The Language Of My Youth Was Very Unusual

Stake fighting, also known as inverted pole race.

Although it is used as an entertainment competition in most schools, it is not a manifestation of war in history.

As Biqigu said, the disadvantage of numbers can be extremely detrimental to our side.

After all, it is a competition that requires all members to participate, and there are only 14 boys in class F plus Stove Gate Cloud, which has a natural disadvantage for those classes with nearly 20 boys.

The format is a single-group elimination tournament, and Kumo Stove sits in the audience and watches the stake battle that was first played by the first year of Kasugabu High School.

"Ability, tactics, and luck are indispensable." Stove Gate Cloud muttered.

And Biqigu next to him didn't care.

"Hey, do you really want the final victory? In the single-group knockout round, even if we win the championship, we will have almost four matches.

Natsume looked at the rules of the game, thought about it and said.

"Four or one."

Kasugawabe High School Sports Festival Handbook was written in detail about the rules of stake battles.

There are nine second-year teams, including seven from Kasugabu High School and two from Sobu.

The rules are that one team goes straight to the final, and the other eight groups play eight-in-four, four-in-two, and two-in-one.

Stove Men Yun touched his chin, "That is, as long as we are empty, we can directly enter the final?"

Biqigu nodded, "One in nine probability, I don't hope much." It's better to end early..."

Suddenly, Sho Tobe from Class F came over from behind, put his arm around Bijigu's shoulder and smiled.

"Ah, Biqi Kujun, don't be so pessimistic! Although we are small in number, all of us are elite, and we have sent the best luck Tozuka, and I believe that the probability of drawing a round is also very high.

Bijigu turned his head and glanced at Sho Tobe.

"First of all, I'm not called Biqi Bitter! Also, we don't seem to be so familiar with each other, so we put our hands down. "

Well, it's bitter than Qi, Eh, it's really desperate than Qigu." Tobe Sho took a step back, then raised his hand and clenched his fist hard.

"Let's go for it!"

On the other side, Stove Men Yun suddenly stood up.

"I'll walk around casually and come back later."

Watching Stove Men Yun leave the audience with his bag, Natsume also stood up and followed suspiciously.

"Stove door?"

"Natsume, I'm thinking.... Anyway, our goal is to win glory for Zongwu High School, do we want to win all the championships and runners-up in one go?

Natsume looked stunned, and then glanced at Class F behind him, and Class B not far away.

"If it were you, it would be easy to win the championship, then Class B..."

Stove Men Yun smiled, and then opened his handbag.

"Whew! Suffocate me, stove door. Flower

Elf Satsuki flew out of her bag and looked around curiously.

"Is this the so-called school, there are so many humans..."

"You guy, you used to call me Lord Stove, this is a change of words?"

Xiao Yue flew to Stove Men Yun's hand and stood up, "Hmph, Lord Queen said, I am responsible for monitoring you, and I am not your subordinate!"

Natsume looked at the villain in Stove Gate Yun's hand, leaned down, and said curiously.

"Yokai?"

"What a disrespectful human, I'm an elf, not a monster!"

Satsuki turned to glance at Natsume and then turned her head.

"Most of the humans in this world should not see me, stove door, I have to go around!"

Stove Men Yun nodded, and then suddenly showed a smile.

"Satsuki, you'll fly into that box later.... Do yourself a small favor.

Satsuki and Natsume looked at the lottery box next to the referee on the playground at the same time.

“... Stove door, are you wanting? Natsume seemed to understand something.

"Heh, send a favor to Class B, let them take turns to enter the final round, and then we will officially win."

In the B class of Sobu High School, there are only fifteen boys, which is not a large team compared to Kasugabu High School, where the ratio of men and women is unbalanced...

If there is no trump card like Stove Gate Cloud, it is estimated that it will be brushed down in the first two rounds.

Letting Satsuki go, Natsume walked back and sat in the audience waiting for the first-year competition to end.

A burst of cheers came, and the closed eyes of the stove door cloud and Biqigu, who was about to fall asleep, opened his eyes at the same time.

"Are you sleepy too? Yes, what a boring game. Biqigu smiled.

"I'm just adjusting my condition, after all, I'm going to play later." Stove Men Yun said speechlessly.

Biqigu nodded, "I understand, I'm almost resting."

Then the two turned their heads to look at the playground at the same time, they wanted to know what the cheers from the whole school were for?

"The final of the first grade, it seems that the class A of that year is very strong."

Biqigu looked at Class A, who was constantly attacking on the playing field, but his eyes noticed a pair of twins in Class A.

"That is..." Stove Men Yun also looked at the twins.

The handsome face, combined with the black medium and long hair, did not look carefully, and thought that the other party was a thin girl.

However, both of them can see that the twins have contributed to the fact that Class A can achieve such an advantage.

"None!"

"Hmm," one of them suddenly shouted.

Stove Men Yun looked at the pair of twins who suddenly accelerated, and also showed a curious expression.

"One of them is the boy named Shi Tou Wuyi just now. He... It's not easy. Obviously

, the class on the opposite side also understood that the Shi Tou brothers were the trump cards of Class A, so they dispatched five boys to block it in one breath.

Seeing the approaching wooden pole, Stove Men Yun saw that the brother of Wuyi directly blocked in front of the five people on the opposite side, and Shi Tuyun stepped on it hard, and jumped over the heads of several people.

After landing on the ground, he jumped again and had already appeared on the top of the opponent's wooden pole.

The winner of the first grade has been divided, and the winner is the first year A class.

"Hahaha, nice job, there is one, nothing."

In the audience of the second grade, a certain purgatory rushed out and patted the two on the back.

"The next two years of battle will also be the second year A class of our Kasugabu High School to win!"

Purgatory Momotoshiro didn't know if it was intentional or habitual, his voice was not small, at least the two teams opposite Momojuro heard Momotsuro's confident declaration.

"I forgot, that guy is a student at Kasugabu High School."

Biqigu narrowed his eyes.

Stove Men Yun nodded, "Purgatory is very strong, if we meet him, he may still hold me back for a short time." Bi

Qigu glanced at Stove Men Yun, "Why do you say the same thing about yourself as an ace?"

"Am I?"