Chapter 112: GRAND F RANK ENTRANCE

Chapter 112: 112: GRAND F RANK ENTRANCE

Everyone panicked at the scene, raising their hands to shield their faces from the violent wind.

Those standing closer immediately began stepping aside as the helicopter gradually descended, preparing to land.

The authorities stared in confusion while one of the female professors immediately held her wig firmly in place. She definitely didn’t want the last situation to repeat itself.

They watched as the helicopter slowly descended toward the arena where it was clearly aiming to land.

"What the fuck are they doing...?" Rayder asked as they watched the helicopter coming down. It didn’t seem to care whether anyone was standing there or not. It was coming in fast.

"Are they fucking coming here?!"

Immediately, the Elite 5 ran for their dear lives. There was no room to play it cool—the helicopter was descending faster than they could even process. Using their powers didn’t even occur to them as they hurried down the arena and moved to a safe distance.

The landing helicopter blasted powerful winds toward them, sending dust into their mouths, noses, and all over their bodies.

Soon, the helicopter finally came to a stop.

"These assholes..." Rayder snapped as they turned toward the scene, coughing while their vision slowly cleared.

"Do they have a death wish? How dare they...?" Luther snapped.

"So embarrassing..." Evelyn muttered as she struggled to fix her hair.

The helicopter was bright yellow and had an F-rank tag boldly displayed on its side.

[F-RANKERS]

[ELITE 5 END PARTY]

The door opened.

Then they stepped out.

June stood in the middle with the others behind him—Nyx, Ryan, Simon, and Kael.

All five of them.

Everyone was speechless at the sight of such a grand entrance. Mr. Ken had a smile on his face, but the Elite 5 were visibly pissed.

The tag was especially offensive to them.

"End party for us...?" Jason glared at them. "Are you being serious right now?"

"Flying on high wings..." Karen scoffed. "Are you really ready to accept your grand fall soon?"

June smiled, folding his arms. "Too much talk for some poor S-rankers who trekked here. Boring."

"..." Evelyn gasped, rolling her eyes. "You pathetic... We have more than you could ever dream of having! We just didn’t want to come with it!"

"Well, I guess all the money you have couldn’t buy you a good personality or a better hairstylist." June raised an eyebrow.

"..." Evelyn was speechless as the entire stadium burst into laughter.

Shame flashed across her face as she ran a hand through her hair and looked around furiously.

Everyone immediately shut up.

Rayder smiled as he stared at June. "The cute Guide is really working hard. You even came with a banner and some new friends..." His gaze shifted toward the others. "I feel bad for you, knowing it’ll all be in vain."

June stared back at him. "No need to feel bad for us. Worry about your reputation when some random F-rankers end it. I hope you can speak Swahili. I’ll pay for your flight there."

"..." Rayder scoffed. "How bold... Bring it on, then."

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The stage was set.

The Elite 5 and June’s team stood opposite each other at different ends of the arena, adjusting themselves while staring their opponents down.

The atmosphere was intense as students watched eagerly from their seats, anticipating the beginning of the competition.

June had pulled off a really strong entrance, and everyone was already talking about it. Now, most people couldn’t wait for their downfall after seeing how confident they were, just so they could make fun of them.

"You know what?" Rayder smiled at June. "If you decide to become my Guide and date me, I’ll consider going easy on you guys. What do you say?"

June smiled back. "You know what? If you kneel before me, lick my boots, and bark like a dog, I’ll consider not sending you to hell early."

"..." Rayder gasped, momentarily speechless. "I guess you sure know how to talk."

"And I guess you don’t know how to bark." June blinked.

"..." Rayder ground his teeth.

"All you know how to do is run your mouth... weakling," Evelyn snapped.

"And all you know how to do is look your worst," June immediately snapped back.

They stood at opposite ends, exchanging words as Evelyn and June continued glaring at each other.

June wasn’t backing down at all. He was coming in hot while the audience’s attention shifted from one side to the other, watching eagerly and anticipating the next clapback.

Even before the competition had begun, June had already attacked them so much with words that some people almost felt bad for Evelyn.

Even Ryan struggled not to laugh out loud from where he stood.

"Enough talk." Jason stepped forward. "Everyone is already watching. Let’s get this competition done with. I am curious to see if your skills are as sharp as your mouth."

June stared at him, struggling to keep his lips shut so he wouldn’t tell him that at least he knew his skills were sharper than Jason’s hairline.

The host stood at the podium, introducing everyone and preparing to officially begin the competition.

But before he could do that, Rayder folded his arms and stared at them.

"You all are only five..."

June stared at him. "Yes. Same number as you. What’s the problem?"

Rayder smiled. "You are all just juniors, so that might be unfair. If we beat you guys badly, it won’t sound very nice or fair. So we’ll be more generous and give you an opportunity to take one more member. The juniors should have more people for a fair fight."

Evelyn nodded. "I also think so."

June stared at them. For some reason, he found their demand suspicious.

"No, we’re cool. We can handle it this way, so let’s get started."

But Jason insisted.

"No. For this competition to continue, take another partner, unless we’ll hand you one. We’re trying to play fair here, so comply."

Karen smiled as he added, "If we beat you mercilessly with the same number, people will say it’s unfair. The juniors should have more members. That’s fair."

June stared at them.

He didn’t know what they were thinking, but he had a bad feeling about it.

"What do you think?" Rayder smiled as he looked toward the authorities above. "Isn’t that fair?"

The Principal nodded with a smile. "Sure. It makes perfect sense! Go for it."

Rayder smiled as he turned back to June.

"So pick. Unless we do."

June fell silent, staring at them. He glanced at Ryan and Nyx before looking back at Rayder.

It was definitely suspicious, but he couldn’t understand what they were planning.

"Okay!" Rayder smiled as he turned away. "Time’s up. Since you won’t pick, we’ll pick for you."

He turned toward the audience and began scanning the area where the freshmen were seated.

"Now, who will be the unlucky one to join your team..."

He scanned the crowd for a while before his eyes finally landed on someone.

"Perfect. You. Come here."

June and Ryan’s attention immediately moved toward the familiar figure Rayder had selected before they slowly turned back to stare at each other. Speechless.