To Su Wuming, "Weapon Momentum School" was a new term. It was his first time hearing it.
In short, from what he had heard, the Power Type was weak, and compared to the Animal Type, it was even weaker.
Both were types that relied on brute force, though some Animal Type Spirit Martial Practitioners were at least somewhat connected to the Element Type.
Like Qin Ming.
But that fact would be rewritten today.
"Class monitor, it seems you don't know much about this," Lei Ze asked quietly.
Su Wuming nodded and replied in a low voice, "Don't worry about such details. Our class has schools you don't know about too."
Lei Ze: ?????
Since when did the Animal Type have schools too?
Birds? Beasts?
Just as he was thinking, the referee announced that both sides had one minute to prepare.
"Damn, Class Monitor, I almost forgot. The tactics we used against us last time won't work on Class Seven. Two or three people charging over won't break their formation."
"Even if I go?" Su Wuming asked, unconvinced.
"You'll understand when you look at their formation." Lei Ze pointed across the field.
Class Seven had formed a triangular formation. At each corner of every formation stood a student armed with a weapon, specifically responsible for close combat.
Li Yuanba stood in the very center of the triangular formation. His pair of heavy hammers rested beside his feet, while his arms were folded across his chest. He looked calm and composed, without the slightest hint of tension before a major battle.
Seeing this, Su Wuming understood their intentions. They clearly knew how Su Wuming had defeated Lei Ze and the others earlier.
With this formation, no matter where Su Wuming led his people to attack, they would immediately be besieged by students