The paranormal group took third place in the competition, while the mecha group took fourth. Wade Kim failed to make a comeback, and the bronze medal remained out of reach. However, everyone directed their anger at Barrett Walker, needing a target for their frustration, especially after the incident with that slap.
Wade Kim knew deep down that the slap from Barrett Walker was not his fault, but rather due to Bird Green's ability to manipulate psychic energy during the race, affecting him. He couldn't speak out, nor dare to, as it would make him the scapegoat for the entire mecha group. What's more, it would only make Bird Green's reputation shine even brighter, the same person who had once humiliated him.
Everywhere Barrett Walker went, he was met with condemnation. In his eyes, these people were simply jealous, envious of his beautiful girlfriend, Julia. Barrett, however, was unfazed by their accusations, as the sprint was too short, and the combat group had already exceeded the 100-meter mark. When he received the baton, the combat group would be victorious, and he aimed for the gold medal, refusing to compete for silver or bronze. When Bird Green used his psychic abilities to probe him, Barrett understood the extent of his power. So, when the slap came, he knew what the result would be. Wade Kim was careless and would always lose.
"Why don't you explain yourself?" Julia and Monica, two of the three most beautiful women at the academy, and both part of the combat group, were with a "traitor" from the mecha group. Julia didn't find it odd at all; instead, she felt a sense of injustice for Barrett. She believed that Wade Kim had intentionally lost to strike at Barrett.
"Why should I explain? How else can I become the center of attention?" Barrett looked at Julia's slightly anxious face, a few beads of sweat on her forehead, her long eyelashes fluttering, and her rosy cheeks. However, a stunning beauty like her would always be adorable, no matter what she did. Of course, you could ask an ugly woman to try to be adorable, but even a lover's eyes would not see beauty, just dirt.
Barrett reached out and lightly wiped the sweat from Julia's forehead, a very affectionate gesture indeed. Wade Kim, on the other hand, was furious to see Barrett still in the mood for romance. He wanted nothing more than to slap him back.
"Are you jealous?" Lorena Browns asked quietly.
"No." People of their caliber never thought of competing for the spotlight in such a group competition. Everything was just plain and simple. They needed to showcase their own abilities and work together as a team to win first place; there was no need to be too flashy.
"Just make sure he doesn't steal all the limelight. Consider it a little revenge!" Lorena, being friends with Monica, was no fool. She knew what was going on and playfully patted Monica on the shoulder, saying, "You're quite ruthless!"
"You're so cruel!" Monica said expressionlessly, then quickly walked away. She had to prepare for the most intense event of the day. However, when she was out of Lorena's sight, a smile suddenly flashed across her face.
"Stop right there!" Wade Kim stood in front of Barrett Walker. If this man wouldn't argue, how could he provoke everyone's hatred? Wade's action drew a crowd, and even Glenn and Singh, the two most unorthodox deans, stepped forward to speak.
"What do you want?" Barrett looked at this "ingrate" and thought that it's no wonder he had abandoned the combat group to join the mecha group. The thought of being a big shot was not wrong, but after becoming one, he still had the audacity to prevent others from achieving the same. That was his mistake.
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"You must apologize to me in front of the entire school, and also apologize to the entire mecha group." Wade Kim looked at Barrett Walker's calm demeanor and longed to give this man a good beating. He was truly despicable.
"Dean, must you let your wild dog bite people like this? It's just a bronze medal, isn't it?" Barrett Walker's words were truly malicious! And he said it directly to Glennia. The day they made up, Barrett suddenly fainted. Everyone suspected that Glennia had something to do with it.
"I'm talking to you! I didn't expect this kid to become so bold. But as an elder sister, you must discipline your little junior properly!" Singh Phoenix poked Glennia's back with her finger. She could clearly see who was at fault in this situation!
Glennia walked expressionlessly through the crowd and said, "It's time for the competition. We can deal with everything after the competition. It's the 400-meter sprint next. If you win the championship, things will be temporarily forgiven. If not, you'll have to deal with it yourself."
"Is this fair? Are you intentionally favoring someone?" Many in the mecha department knew that Barrett Walker was extremely arrogant on the first day of class. Someone even uploaded a video of it online, making the professors in the mecha academy feel invincible.
"This is favoritism! Do you think you can win the championship in the 400 meters? You're dreaming! You won't even get a bronze medal!"
"Do you really think you can win the championship in the 400 meters? These running events are dominated by our combat department!" Mark Smith looked disdainfully at Daven Green. Last time, he made a few sarcastic remarks and ran away. But now, Barrett Walker was even bolder. This was his time to show off in front of everyone!
Barrett Walker looked at Singh Phoenix and suddenly walked over to give him a slap out of nowhere. This was true arrogance! To do this in front of so many people, especially those who were the pride of the combat department! He dared to hit someone, showing his disdain for the combat department. "Enough of your nonsense from now on!"
"FUCK..." Mark Smith wanted to say something after being slapped, but suddenly he was kicked hard in the stomach, and his words were stuck in his throat.
"Oh, you want to say something too!" Barrett Walker kicked Mark Smith to the ground. He was just trying to find an excuse to attack him!
"Brother, be merciful when you can, but don't be too insolent!" The leaders of the mecha department were almost completely won over by Barrett Walker. One from Saint-Harley, one with green eyes. But Saint-Harley hated Barrett Walker the most. He almost got expelled from school, but he mobilized the students to save him.
Barrett Walker looked at the restless combat department. He didn't mind making a big scene ahead of time and defeating all the members of the combat department. So he looked at them calmly and said something very bold: "You're all idiots. I don't need to give you face. If you have the guts, come at me! I don't mind knocking you all down and easily winning the championship."
What does this mean? Is it a provocation, or have they become so arrogant as to be ridiculous? The members of the combat department didn't understand and began to clamor.
"What do you think you are? If it weren't for the competition, we would have thrown you out long ago."
"You're too insolent. Get out of here, or we'll really fight you."
"Has this person lost his mind? So audacious. Do you really think you're something special, challenging our entire combat department? Do you think we're fools?"
"Shut up." Singh Phoenix's smiling face suddenly turned serious as she spoke angrily, silencing the entire combat department. It was clear that Singh Phoenix, the dean of the School of the Supernatural, was more influential in their eyes than the righteous ones. She looked at Barrett Walker with a smile that wasn't a smile. "Go ahead and provoke us. Let's see how long you can keep up this act and offend everyone. I want to see how you handle it!"
Barrett Walker merely felt a sense of boredom and disdain, as he listened to the two sisters, Nancy and Sophie Phoenix, speaking about Singh Phoenix. He was well aware of Singh's demeanor - straightforward, disdainful of pretense, prone to madness; truly a paradoxical figure. Thus, Barrett had no desire to engage in small talk with her, finding it pointless. Without saying a word, he simply turned around, and with a newfound assertiveness, he draped his arm around Julia's shoulder and proceeded towards the 400-meter starting point.