章 8: The Regretful Third High School!

Outside the experimental building, O'Neill chased after Andrew.

Behind him was Victor. These two were Prospective Fighters, and they gave it their all to chase after him. Their speed was also around 15 m/s. in the blink of an eye, they had arrived in front of Andrew.

"Andrew!"

O'Neill's face was full of smiles as he said kindly, "Andrew, don't mind what Teacher said before. Oh right, when did you become a fighter? Teacher Will is a peak third-grade fighter. He is only one step away from the middle-grade realm. Could it be that you have already reached the middle-grade realm?"

Andrew was too lazy to say anything.

At the side.

Victor also squeezed out a smile and came up to him. "Student Andrew, just now in the experimental building, the head of the Education Bureau and the university teachers were all there. I also reprimanded you for the sake of our school's rules and regulations.