Chapter 321: Dropping a Class

"What is your name?" the pugilist boy asked after shaking off his confusion.

"Maximus," Damian replied with a smile. "Your..?"

"Karl." He said returning his smile politely before adding, "Why haven't I heard of you? You weren't in the top 25 ranking this year. With your skills, it should've been easy."

"Right? Such unfairness," Damian said shamelessly.

The pugilist boy chuckled after a moment, realizing he was joking. They once again fell into orderly lines, Sam somehow finding his way beside Damian.

"You traitor!" Damian accused, picking up Toph in his arms.

"Hehe… Did you see me? I was so cool," Sam replied, ignoring the accusation.

Professor Bloodedge continued, "Good. That was better than I expected. Some of you are already at a certain level, while others still need practice. But there are many things all of you need to learn. For example, I noticed several of you…"