Aella and the guard walked on until they came to an old building.

They stopped in front of the old building. Esen looked at Aella and explained.

"This is the Class F building, used for teaching and practice."

"Thanks for everything Mr Esen."

"No problem, Miss, well, I'll now take my leave now, good luck," he said before turning around and walking away.

After Mr Esen's departure, Aella heard loud noises coming from behind the old building.

She walked in the direction the noises were coming from.

When she got to the back of the old building, Aella saw that there were two groups of students who were arguing with each other. The first group consisted of six boys dressed in flashy uniforms. It was obvious that they were from the other elite classes.

The other group consisted of five students. Two boys and three girls, dressed in ordinary clothes.

"You bastards really think you can do whatever you want to us just because we're F-class students," a tall, thin boy with glasses growled in anger.

Oh, so these are the F-class students.' Aella observed the plainly dressed students.

We will inform the dean that you..." the boy with the glasses said again.

"Hahahaha, you fools," laughed a muscular brown-haired boy in the flashy uniform, "you're all nothing but worthless weaklings.

"Who do you think the dean would be in favor of? You pathetic losers or us from Class Nine, let me remind you that we are one of the most powerful classes in the school," said another student in the same garish uniform.

I see, those in the shiny and flashy uniform are from Class Nine, huh?" Aella muttered to herself.

"We're not asking for much, we just want to borrow Naya, Sara and Kathlyn, the three thieves," said another boy from Class Nine as he looked at the three girls who were hiding behind the boy with the glasses. Two of the girls named Naya and Sara were twins and the other was named Kathlyn.

"Go away," Sara spat angrily, "we don't know what they're talking about, Junior, we haven't done anything wrong," she looked at the boy with the glasses.

"Junior, Adam, I'm being very nice to you, and this is the way you're behaving, what am I going to do with all of you?" The brown-haired boy said with a smile and looked at Junior and the others with an arrogant air.

"Recently some burglars broke into our residence and stole our training weapons, when we checked the video camera, we saw these three girls leaving our building in the middle of the night.... so, what do you think we should do about it Junior, Adam?" a muscular guy called Jean said.

Junior`s eyes narrow, then he looked at Nara and said.

"Nara, Sara, go back to our classroom and call Professor Tony."

He knew that the girls had indeed gone to the class nine building and stolen their weapons. But they couldn't admit it, especially not to the class Nine students.

Besides, the sparring weapons Nara, Kathlyn and Sara had stolen were old. They had been thrown away by those people. These guys are just using this as an excuse to pick a fight with us. After all, we're powerless and easily intimidated in everyone's eyes.

Just as Junior was about to respond to the accusation, Nara shouted at them both.

"You have gone too far. How can you slander us like this?"

"Jean, are you trying to tell me that we are the one who stole your training weapons? Hmph..." a brown-skinned boy with curly afro hair named Adam said, "Even though we F-class students do not have the same privileges as you, we still have our pride, we would never do something as low as stealing from you.

Adam also knew that the girls had indeed stolen the items, but at this point they couldn't do anything more than lie. What was done was done.

"That's right, now get lost, this is our territory, you are in front of our classroom building, how dare you come here with such a lame excuse just to harass and threaten us?" the Junior said angrily.

"You trash, y'all really are stupid. You don't know what's good for you," said one of Jean's classmates.

"Jean, let's give them a good beating so they know their place. How dare they talk to us like that when we're so nice to them?" said one of Jean's classmates.

"I can see you idiots don't understand the situation you're in," Jean said angrily.

At the same time, he raised his fist and with a malicious grin on his face, he charged towards the students of the F-class.

Junior and the others hadn't expected the situation to escalate so much. They panicked when they saw Jean charging towards them, ready to attack.

Jean was famous in the school for his powerful beast fist, a single blow from him could be the downfall of a whole building. So when they saw him coming towards them, they were terrified. All they could do was try to cover themselves from the impact.

The five of them crouched down and hugged each other. They closed their eyes and waited for the impact.

WHAM!

They could hear a loud noise. They felt a gust of wind.

When they realised that nothing had happened to them, Junior, Adam and the girls began to slowly open their eyes.

The first thing they saw were the faces of the boys in class nine, who were in shock at the sight of something, or rather someone, behind them. Then they saw Jean, who was already standing in front of them, also shocked, his hand being grabbed by someone who was standing behind them.

They gulped and slowly looked behind them.