Team Fights VI

Chapter Fifty-Nine: Team Fights VI

Sir Zenith went along with class ignoring everything on his mind. It was a theoretical class about another boring topic, he could see the kids itching to run away from their seats.

"Should we finish the class Team Fights toda—"

"Yes!" the whole class chorused without delay.

Zenith shook his head and gestured for them to move out. The class hurried out of the seats, marching to the field. Zenith adjusted his shirt.

Since he wore a sweater today, he might show the students some moves that they could imprint in their minds and use it fighting. He'd do that after they have a winner though so no one would feel cheated.

All the weapons they chose, he'd used it for a short or long period during the war so he knew how they worked. He didn't want to do this before, because he assumed they'd be better in their chosen weapons.