Classroom Of The Elite Fight の小説・ストーリー

Engaging in a fierce fight, both girls clawed at each other, and in the struggle, Petta ended up cutting Faith from her elbow to her hand, causing her opponent to cry out in pain. "You did the same to me; if you're dishing it out, be prepared to take it in return," Faith remarked, as Petta lunged at her again. Faith swiftly flipped and delivered a powerful kick to Petta's back and then her head. Although Faith stumbled briefly, she quickly regained her balance, facing a formidable opponent. I was unsure how Faith would emerge victorious, given the other girl's strength and skill.

Blood spurted from Menar’s lip, and the crowd erupted into frenzied cries. Ella leaned forward in her seat, her silver-gray eyes shining. She whispered to Lucian, loud enough for those nearby to hear: “She’s not just holding her ground—she’s outthinking her opponent. Excellent combat awareness.” The praise carried across the council seats, causing murmurs of surprise. Even the elders, once skeptical, now leaned closer to watch. The fight stretched on. Sweat poured down both warriors’ faces. Menar’s brute strength began to falter against Rina’s relentless tactics. Every time Menar swung, Rina slipped past her guard, landing precise strikes—calculated, efficient, punishing.

The academy has become a battlefield ground though it retains its beauty as the marble floor and painted ceilings flourish like a new day. Students hung around each hallway chatting and running carefully as if a single mistake from them could trigger another war. Some drew back when Elara walked into a room, while others bowed their heads as Jackson went by. A few steadfastly held onto Robert, their devotion unwavering despite their quiet voices. Fractures spread quickly like a glass crack among the students and by the end of the week, two fist fights had broken out in the dining hall and some duel who went too far ended up breaking a classroom window.

Her expressions would remain static, but deep inside she wasn't happy with seeing the kids. She noticed some noises coming from the back of the class and decided to check it out. “Give it to me, it is mine!” Khloé yelled, dragging the yogurt cup with another pupil. “No, it's mine” the latter disagreed. They continued dragging what they claimed was their possession till Ophelia took it away from them, ending the struggle. “Why would the both of you fight in class, that isn't a good thing.”Ophelia Scolded them.

Di and I said incredulously. “I Talon Maximus accept your challenge, with the victor laying claim to the pack and Luna! We will fight in the ancient way,” He grit his teeth with hatred. “Lycan against Lycan!” Baron gasped fearfully and Talon bit his jaw so hard I waited to hear a crack. “Wait just a damn minute,” I said. “I am not part of any bargain between you two. I am not property and by the way, I don’t belong to anyone. Fuck both of you!” I yelled before Di started walking me to the couch to sit down.

“Can you two stop? One more disruption and you two would be sent out of the class, understood?” A noise spread through the entire classroom and I knew that it was mainly because she had mentioned punishing Lennox and Nerissa. They were the top Elites kids and since she was new here, she probably didn’t understand how things worked here. The top Elite Kids were above punishment and one single mistake could cost her job. Lennox’s eyes turned red and he pointed to himself. “You are going to punish who?…” Nerissa stood up, a glint of surprise in her eyes. “Yes, punish who? Do you even know who we are?”

Whoever wins becomes their Alpha and could change the entire dynamic of this pack. After breakfast, as one, we all head outside. Carlos is overseeing the challenges and calls the first contender to face Eli. I stand back, watching. The contender states that he wants a battle of submission, and the fight begins. It doesn’t take long for Eli to have him down and the contender taps his submission. The second fight goes much the same way, but it takes a bit longer for Eli to pin this contender, nearly 45 minutes. The third contender is Christopher. “I want a battle to the death.” He states.

Brittany instantly raged in anger and lunged towards the girl, striking her hard on the cheeks. In an instant, the girl retaliated and a fight broke out instantly as Brittany began to punch her hard and instantly they rushed to go and call their teachers, when several attempts by the students to separate them proved futile. ….. Later that evening, inside the towering executive CEO office of ELLIGATE Holdings, Marcus was not looking well at all. He sat at his massive office desk with a tense posture, and his mind which was a chaotic mess had been completely fractured by the devastating last conversation he had shared with Jules

"I've always known you to be one hell of a confident girl. Why is your esteem injured this morning?" Elora adjusted the stiff, designer blazer of the Saint Jude's uniform. It felt like a costume. "It's a school for the elites, Maya. I'm not going there because I'm an elite-I'm going because I won a scholarship. You know how these rich kids behave. They bully people who aren't of the same class."

The professor entered interrupting the two. Professor: Nursery kids, drop the lame fight. Come with something mature for us to watch. At this the class burped with laughs and giggles. During the entire lecture Elliot kept gazing enviously Mandy and Celia’s growing bond and chemistry. He was thinking of a way to pick a fight and he found a moment when he legged in purposely in Mandy’s way. Mandy tripped down almost struggling for balance. Mandy: You are my friend, better keep it like that.