The boys withdrew from the center of the field in twos and threes.
Their battle has come to an end for the time being.
Next is the netball competition for girls.
Without the thrilling physical collision, the girls' game was more skillful.
The sphere drew parabolas in the air, and Red Team relied on several precise throws to finally take victory into his arms.
"Red Team won again..."
"Isn't the point difference a bit wide now?"
Discussions were happening one after another, and the boys, who were the absolute protagonists just now, were gathering together at this time.
Although Pole Push Competition won, the high-intensity confrontation consumed everyone's physical strength. Many people were taking the time to replenish water or do stretching.
"The next one is Tug of War..."
Hirata Yosuke held the schedule in his hand, frowning slightly, seeming to be thinking about some strategy, "Tug of War, positioning is very important. Generally speaking, the heavier ones are ranked last, and the stronger ones drive the rhythm in front..."
"It's not that complicated, Hirata."
On the side, a boy from Class A interrupted him while unscrewing the water bottle.
"We do have a 'cheating device' here."
Everyone's eyes almost subconsciously focused on the man who was sitting on the chair and looking at the sky with a bored look on his face.
Kazehara Tetsu.
"Don't look at me."
Kazehara Tetsu waved his hand lazily, "Tug of War is a group project. No matter how strong I am, I still have to go through the rope. If the person at the other end of the rope can't pull it, it will be useless even if I break the rope."
Having said that, everyone present could hear the Versailles connotation in it.
If it weren't for the rules and it had to be a class confrontation, with his strange power just now that could even throw people around, if he were to challenge more than a dozen people on his own, it would probably just be a matter of spending more time dragging them away one by one.
"Haha, Kagihara is so humble."
Katsuragi Kouhei Although he had a straight face, his mouth rarely showed a relaxed look, "With you, tactics and so on are indeed a bit redundant. As long as everyone follows your rhythm and work hard, victory shouldn't be difficult."
"Oh... really?"
"Beep..."
The whistle sounded again.
A thick Hemp Rope runs across the center, and a red center mark hangs on the ground.
On the opposite side, the boys from White Team were ready.
Although the defeat just now was ugly, in a tug-of-war event that purely competes for tonnage, with a heavyweight player like Albert in the white team, it still has a deterrent effect that cannot be underestimated.
However, the moment Kazehara Tetsu held the rope with both hands.
The forward White Team standing opposite him even swallowed his saliva subconsciously.
"Are you ready?"
Kazehara Tetsu asked in a low voice. The voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone behind him.
"Oh!"
What responded to him was a low but powerful roar.
"Ready... start!"
There is no suspense.
Even if there is no need for tactics, when the absolute power starts to operate, the Hemp Rope moves irreversibly in the direction of Red Team.
Amidst the thunderous cheers, Kazehara Tetsu didn't even roar like others.
He just leaned back, like an unshakable mountain, and took the victory into his pocket again in an understatement.
It doesn't even feel like a game.
The second round of the Tug of War competition.
The coalition forces of Class B and Class C opposite "White Team" have already lost a bit in terms of momentum.
The students of Class C, looking at Kazehara Tetsu standing at the front of the Red Team team, inevitably recalled in their minds the tragic situation of being thrown away like a sandbag in Pole Push Competition just now.
Fear is a contagious poison.
When the first person hesitated to move because of fear, he had already collapsed.
"Beep..."
The whistle sounded.
No suspense, no twists and turns.
Red Team won the Tug of War competition with an overwhelming attitude.
After a short break, new instructions came over the radio.
Obstacle race.
Kazehara Tetsu stood in the queue of Check-in Area, lowering his head to adjust his shoelaces.
"Yo, Kagihara!"
A voice full of sunshine came from behind.
Kazehara Tetsu straightened up, turned his head, and met a face with a bright smile.
Shibata Hayato.
Class B's sports ace, a young man whose whole body seems to be forever burning with the name "youth".
"What a coincidence, I'm actually in a group with you again."
Shibata Hayato was doing breast expansion exercises while looking at Kazehara Tetsu.
There was no trace of haze from losing the previous game in those eyes, but instead they were filled with the desire to challenge the strong again.
"The reverse stroke and Tug of War just now, you are really eye-opening."
He gave a thumbs up and said in a sincere tone, "Although I lost miserably, I have to admit that your strength is not like that of an ordinary person. But..."
Shibata changed the subject.
"Obstacle Race It's not just about strength. Flexibility and skills are equally important. This time, I won't give in easily!"
Kazehara Tetsu looked at the high-spirited guy in front of him.
Shibata's straightforward personality is really hard to dislike.
"Really?"
"Then I'm looking forward to it, Shibata. I hope you can make me feel even a little bit... a sense of urgency."
"Haha! Let's save the big talk until the end!"
The two walked side by side to the starting line.
Kazehara Tetsu is in the third lane and Shibata Hayato is in the fourth lane.
Following the order from Referee.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out.
Shibata Hayato's reaction is extremely fast. As the main force of the Soccer department, his Explosive Power is already at the top level.
The first obstacle: the balance beam.
This requires a very high sense of balance.
Many Competitor had to slow down and pass carefully with open arms in order to maintain stability.
But Kazehara Tetsu is not slowing down.
He rushed up to the narrow log, and the moment his feet landed, he was as steady as a mountain, and he flew past as if he were walking on flat ground.
Second obstacle: low pile netting.
It requires crawling under extremely low barbed wire, which tests not only speed but also physical coordination.
Shibata Hayato suddenly fell to the ground, using his hands and feet together, and crawled forward quickly with skillful movements.
However, just when he thought he could open up a little gap here.
There was a rapid scraping sound on the ground beside him.
"Shasha..."
Shibata Hayato glanced out of the corner of his eye, and his pupils shrank instantly.
Kazehara Tetsu is not "crawling".
He was almost "gliding" close to the ground.
Every time Kazehara Tetsu's arms grabbed the ground, his body shot forward a large distance as if ejected.
Before Shibata Hayato could climb halfway out of the net, Kazehara Tetsu had already rushed out of the bottom of the net and rushed directly to the next level.
"... It's really fake!"
Shibata gritted his teeth and sped up, desperately trying to catch up.