Victory

By this point in the battle, the Inferior Class had finally caught sight of hope for victory, like a glimmer of dawn before daybreak.

"Drive the formation with everything you have! Use these Golden Armor Heavenly Soldiers to crush them!" the squad leader shouted at the top of his lungs.

The formation operated, and a new batch of Golden Armor Heavenly Soldiers emerged to fill the gaps left by those that had been destroyed. They formed a torrenting army and launched a fierce charge at Class A.

Before long, more Class A students were seriously injured and eliminated, and Class A fell into a disadvantage.

"Are we going to lose?"

"No! We absolutely cannot lose to the Inferior Class!"

The nearly forty remaining Class A students went almost mad as they launched a fierce counterattack.

Ren Fengmang simply gave the order for Class A to abandon the formation and charge at the Inferior Class, turning the fight into a melee. Fighting the oncoming Golden Armor army would put them at a disadvantage no matter how they fought, so there was no point.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Class A students rushed toward the Inferior Class, breaking through the Golden Armor army's defensive line. However, this formation was not so easily broken.

The Inferior Class suddenly changed the way they used the formation. A golden wall appeared before them, seemingly built from golden bricks, solid and unbreakable.

Part of the Golden Armor army retreated to the front of the Inferior Class to block the Class A students' attack.

The battle was incomparably fierce. One side held its ground while the other launched a ferocious assault.

The number of Class A students gradually fell to thirty-three, while the Inferior Class held steady at forty-two.

Ren Fengmang roared and finally led his people in