You Lost from the Start! 12k!

They've made a contribution to everyone.

"However, Yamauchi has not arrived yet either."

At this moment, Ken Sudō said somewhat discontentedly, "Where did that guy go? Is he going to forfeit too?"

Because he was humiliated when he went to Kōenji again, Sudō was somewhat emotionally unstable.

"Sorry, sorry, I went to the restroom." Yamauchi arrived late.

"Yamauchi, you're too slow! We had almost 20 minutes of rest before, why did you only go now!?"

"This..."

"Alright," Hirata in to smooth things over, and everyone returned to their places.

"Shh!"

As the whistle blew, students from both Class B and Class D rushed out at the same time, heading towards the opposing team's flagpole.

Students from Class C and Class A each guarded their respective flagpoles, surrounding them completely.

He used his body to support the flagpole and defend against attacks from the opposing camp.

Katsuragi of the Red team was a very composed person, so he calmly instructed all the students of Class A to stand guard at the flagpole.

This is because it's a safer approach.

But Class C is different.

Under Ryuji Kanzaki's leadership, half of them took the initiative to intercept Class D!

"We don't need that many people."

Ryuji Kanzaki's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Ten people are enough. Too many people will only interfere with us. We just need to keep them outside!"

The flagpole itself is only so big.

Five or six people can form a circle around it.

If there are twenty people, they could easily surround the group three times.

However, in this case, most of the people would be unable to contribute.

However, the attacking side did not have this concern.

They can attack from any direction.

So while Ryuji Kanzaki was on the defensive, he also provided support.

"Ah!"

Sudō Kazuma, moving incredibly fast and instantly leaving his teammates behind. He yelled as he charged toward Class A's defensive line.

Then...

He was surrounded by students from Class D.

What are you doing!

Sudō questioned angrily.

These people have absolutely no sense of rules!

Since Ryuen and his group are on the offensive, shouldn't these Class D students be attacking the Class C defensive line?

"Ken Sudō".

Ryuen Kakeru glanced at Sudō and winked at the boy next to him.

Then...

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a boy from Class D slapped a handful of sand he had secretly grabbed at Ken Sudō's face, forcing him to scream and close his eyes, his hands instinctively covering his eyes.

The next second, the students in Class D seemed to have completely ignored him.

He pushed him to the ground and started punching and kicking him.

To outsiders, it looked like an unintentional trampling incident.

"Walk."

The whole thing happened in less than half a minute. By the time the other boys from Class B arrived, Ryuen waved his hand and led the students from Class D towards Class C.

"Damn it!"

Sudō clutched his stomach, curled up on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of mud and sand, his heart filled with anger.

It's always like this.

It's always the same.

Are these the only tricks those cunning guys in Class D can use?

"Sudō, are you alright?!"

Hirata ran to his side and asked him with concern.

"Damn it, even so!"

Sudō struggled to her feet, her gaze fixed on the distant flagpole. "Even so, I will win!"

Sudō roared as he got up and rushed towards Class A's camp.

All he could see was the flag; all he wanted was to push the flagpole down.

They will win!

Those treacherous guys in Class D beat him up because they were afraid of his strength, weren't they?

So, as long as he can win!

"Get out of my way!"

With a roar, Sudō forced back all his Class B and Class C classmates who were near him.

Then he charged straight toward the flagpole that Katsuragi and the others were guarding on the opposite side.

Faced with the crazed Sudō, Katsuragi and the others also had solemn expressions.

Having become a regular member of the Basketball Club within a week of enrolling, Ken Sudō's athletic prowess is truly terrifying.

"Shh!"

But then the whistle blew again.

At this moment, Ken Sudō had just rushed to Class A's defensive line.

Clearly, it wasn't him who won.

But the game was already over.

Looking back, the White team's flagpole had already been pushed down by Class D.

The expressions of the students in Class B and Class C, including Hirata and Kanzaki, were not very good.

Ken Sudō is undoubtedly a monster.

However, Albert from Class D was no less impressive.

Even in terms of strength, Albert could take on three Ken Sudō!

Just now, Albert broke through Class C's defenses like a tossed chick.

They couldn't even muster the strength to resist!

In the first game of the cue ball competition, the White team lost.

Fortunately, this match was a best-of-three series.

So they still have a chance.

"Damn it, if you guys could have kept up with me just now."

As Sudō helped the overturned flagpole back up, he grumbled and complained with some resentment.

"It's all because you rushed too fast, Sudō!"

"We simply can't keep up! What can I do?"

"And then, after we finally got here, you told us to get lost again..."

"You..."

Sudō was so angry he couldn't speak.

Although he did rush a bit too fast, the others in Class B couldn't keep up with his speed.

However, it's true that the people in Class B chickened out.

When Sudō was surrounded by the students from Class D, many students from Class B instinctively stopped in their tracks.

Even though Hirata appealed there, it had no effect.

There's a saying that goes, "A wolf leading a flock of sheep can defeat a sheep leading a pack of wolves."

Class D was undoubtedly led by Wolves.

Class B, however, was neither led by wolves nor by sheep.

Instead, there was no leadership at all.

Class B was barely managed to stay together.

Therefore, they are particularly easily swayed.

Once a person wavers or hesitates, they will be defeated.

"My hands are all scraped and bleeding... it hurts so much."

"..."

Sudō was completely speechless.

He didn't scold them to offend anyone; he just wanted to motivate them.

But when faced with a piece of trash, you really can't bring yourself to curse them.

"Sorry." Kanzaki seemed a little guilty. "We didn't expect Albert to be so brave, so we didn't leave so many people to guard the base."

"It's no use saying anything now," Sudō said, sounding quite dissatisfied.

"Shh!"

"Both sides, switch sides!"

At that moment, the referee blew his whistle, raised his right hand, and announced loudly.

So the members of the Red team and the White team each carried their own flagpole and moved towards the other team 'Matoba.

"This time, it's your turn to take the lead."

Hirata took a deep breath and said to Kanzaki.

Class B is not united.

Hirata knew this, he knew it was wrong, but he never thought of changing it.

Because he is Hirata, the 'everyone'.

If it's like the situation in Class D, it's practically like oppressing everyone else.

Therefore, he cannot accept it and can only maintain the status quo.

But Class B like that can't win.

"Good."

Ryuji Kanzaki nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

In fact, Class C bears a large part of the responsibility for their defeat just now.

If they hadn't dispersed their personnel, it would have been possible to keep Albert out.

After all, there are 20 boys in Class C.