He Was Actually Just a Test Subject

That afternoon.

Homeroom teacher Su Yingxue led all the students from the advanced class to the training grounds.

There simply was no arena large enough to accommodate a chaotic brawl among more than three hundred students. They could only fight on the training grounds.

Nearly all the teachers from every class had come this time.

They were the referees for this match. If any student encountered danger, they had to step in and stop it.

With so many people fighting at once, one referee certainly would not be enough, so everyone had simply come together.

When Su Yingxue arrived, a group of teachers greeted her.

"Hello, Teacher Su."

"Teacher Su, you look especially beautiful today."

"Teacher Su, once our class's students enter the advanced class, you can't treat them differently."

These people all believed Lin Feng was bound to lose, giving them a free advanced-class slot.

If a student from any class advanced into the advanced class, that class's teacher would receive quite a few benefits.

Because the school would consider that teacher highly capable.

In a one-on-one match, it would certainly be extremely difficult for students from ordinary classes to defeat advanced-class students.

But one against many was different.

The training grounds were a massive stadium, with spectator stands around them.

Nearly every student in the school had come, all seated in the stands.

Lin Feng's former classmates were seated together.

They chatted while cracking sunflower seeds.

One girl said, "I think A Feng's gotten carried away.

He'll be back in our class tomorrow."

"Yeah. What normal person would suggest fighting three hundred people alone?"

"Looks like you don't know the inside story?"

"Then hurry up and tell us."

"I heard that when A Feng applied for a group battle, only one hundred and fifty people signed up.