I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School

I Was Forced to Become a Teacher in the Prestigious Fighter School
Episode 28 Arc 1. Teacher Assessment pt. 6


In the morning at 8, a teacher assessment event began in the town square. Matches between the teachers of the class group that were originally held at the school were moved here for a reason. Now their fight will also be witnessed by the general public.


I looked around the arena from the audience bench. It seemed like the surrounding community dominated the seats more than the students. At times like this, crime will be easy to act. Police watched the spectators between the stairs separating the benches. CCTV has also been prepared in every corner, all the movements of the spectators in this arena are well supervised.


"I can't wait to see who will advance to the final round." Sophia who was sitting next to me raised her hand in excitement.


Our sitting position is still the same as before, teachers and students in one class must sit close together so that it is easy to group them.


"The only ones who make it to the finals are 3rd grade teachers again." Stevent relaxed his body.


"Yes, the teacher of another class never made the final. It's only the most far way to the semi-finals." Gita shrugged both of her shoulders while laughing considering how weak the lower grade teacher was.


"Just yesterday's semester teacher assessment, the only lower-class teachers who could enter the semi-finals were Mr. Xander, Ms. Erika, and Ms. Fredrica. On average those in 1st and 2nd grade were defeated by 3rd grade teachers just before the semi-finals." Hakam crossed his arms.


"I hope this time it's different. Erika's mother's defeat made me even more worried about this match" Moka's face grimly.


"Calm down (smile).., I'll win this for you!" I raised my hand that was holding.


The students looked at me in confusion. Soon they laughed.


"Hahahaha, you are indeed fast, but it is impossible to defeat a 3rd class just by relying on speed." Stevent laughed until his glasses almost fell off.


"They, 3rd grade teachers like to play dirty. Don't expect to win." Like forgetting to return the favor.


"Don't act like a knight of truth.., my stomach hurts from your jokes." Moka laughed cheerfully forgetting what I had done to her family back then.


By the way he is still living with his adoptive parents or living contracted?


Of my 30 students, only Sophia and Gita did not laugh. They both already know how strong I am, even they know my true strength.


"GOOD MORNING EVERYONE, THE PEOPLE OF NINGRU CITY, PODOAGUNG SCHOOL TEACHERS AND STUDENTS, INVITATION GUESTS, AND ALSO DO NOT MISS OUR RESPECT FOR OUR PRESIDENT, MR. Ir., HJ. NIKI MANAGI'S. S.pd." Bahar's voice sounded from the loudspeakers in the arena.


The president greeted the spectators from inside the plane which was just above the square.


Bahar's voice continued to sound until about 1 hour, then continued the president to get off the ship and give a speech.


I always forget what they say, rather no matter what.


After the reception, the match will finally begin.


"THE BATTLE RANDOMIZATION WILL BEGIN, THE NAME OF THE 3RD CLASS FIGHTER WILL BE SHOWN NOW."


The names of the 3rd grade teachers who were going against the previous winning teacher were finally seen. I looked in my section column. A name that I should have made the final meal even became my opening menu.


"Your fate is terrible, Mr. Rashid." Stevent held onto his glasses with a mocking smile.


Messages from my phone came, the physical 1st grade teachers were worried about me. It seems like my opponent is indeed really strong, hence he is feared.


Kasuarta Lodo, if I remember she was a skinny old teacher in 3rd grade of magic 2. If he is strong, then I will be the talk if I defeat him. On the other hand, I also have to win to complete the mission from Nova.


'I want to go.'


"LET'S RANDOMLY NAME THE FIGHTER."


The digital board started shuffling names. The names keep changing, but it won't change who we're going to fight.


Board stops.


"Gosh, today is my bad luck day"


I was surprised, I couldn't wait for the audience any longer. I stood up, my disciples could only pray that I would survive.


"May you not go to the hospital again, sir!" Moka prayed to me.


I opened my phone, a message appeared there.


(May you succeed, Rashid. Erika Rahmana's.).


Even though it was just a message, I could see her genuine smile from the writing. I felt happy and walked into the middle of the arena with a blazing spirit.


My mission and my promise will be done.


"So you will be my opponent? Too bad you have to fight me, at least get through the initial round can make you safe." The old man smiled with a condescending look.


"At least I won't hold back," I said honestly while activating my pageblug.


"Of course, you can't hold yourself back in a fight. You'll only have regrets, but fighting you is impossible." He bragged himself while activating his pageblug.


A card-shaped weapon came out of his pageblug.


"THE FIGHTERS ARE READY....READY.....START!!!!" Bahar gave aba-aba.


"I'm gonna play around with you!"


Lodo threw his 3 cards forward. A horde of giant fireballs spun on those 3 cards, the balls spun and walked towards me.


I amplified my water element into my right hand. When the fireballs were near, I struck them with my hand, a giant water needle pierced the vortex and vaporized them.


"Hooh you're great too huh, even though a physical type fighter but you're good at magic too. Rarely does that happen. Then feel this!" Lodo praised me and prepared for the next attack.


He threw 5 cards forward and stood about 5 m away from me. A black smoke shot out from the card, if it was hit it would slow my movement.


I kept quiet on the spot, the dark-type attacks were not very effective when the enemy could flip them with light or if they did not breathe in.


Water magic covered my nose. Invisibly, the water would filter out all the smoke coming into my life.


I went forward and prepared to slash into Lodo. This fight I can't wait, time goes on. 1 minute has passed, now only 4 minutes are left.


I ran through the smoke and through it.


The audience was amazed after seeing my actions.


"What?! How can?!"


I came out from the thick black smoke and appeared suddenly in front of him.


Lodo managed to dodge my attack but was not perfect. His left hand was cut off by a split second.


"Akhhhhh! My hand!!! You fucking teacher! I will finish this quickly!! No more messing around!" Lodo groaned painfully and took out 30 cards that floated around him.


A collection of cards flew around Lodo's body, slowly the cards began to burn and made a huge fire tornado accompanied by gunfire.


"You've been wrong trying to win from me!" Lodo stretched his hand and floated in the middle of the fire vortex.


His severed hand had regenerated. He added another card from his left hand and made the tornado into a black fire tornado.


I ran away to the arena wall. The audience laughed at me thinking I had resigned.


'If this distance is up!'


I gripped my sword with both hands, a shuffle to slash I did.


My eyes glowed blue, a whirlpool appeared around me. The vortex grew and made a huge water tornado.


The audience was shocked and amazed to see it.


"WHAT'S THAT?! WHAT COURSE WILL BE ISSUED BY THIS TEACHER NAMED RASHID. IS HIS JUROR ABLE TO DEFEAT THE ULTIMATE COURSE OF THE LODO KASURTA?"


The entire arena echoed due to the sparks of two tornadoes.


But that tornado wasn't my plan, the water tornado was absorbed by my sword and covered it.


"HYAAGHHH!


I shook my sword and an 'x'-shaped microwave shot towards Lodo.


A black fire tornado and water slashes collided and exploded. The former explosion created an evaporation smoke that covered the entire arena.


"WHAT'S THIS?! WHO WON?!"


Inside the smoke I ran towards Lodo who could not see. Age may be the cause of the teacher's lack of ability to see.


I swung my sword at him.


"Some one's coming!" Lodo realized my arrival.


He threw 3 cards at my hand holding the sword.


My hand broke immediately, but I quickly took my sword with my other hand.


Without delay I slashed my sword with a twisting slash.


He instantly took out 1 card in each palm of his hand.


His palms and the eyes of my sword meet each other.


"Why are you so strong?!"


"I'm not strong. But you're old!"


My sword let out a very fast stream of water and cut off his card.


Lodo's body was bounced against the wall.A slash mark was engraved on the arena wall. Lodo was in the middle of the container and fell.


The arena was again shocked by my abilities.


'When I don't like being glimpsed like this.' I relaxed my hand that had just regenerated.


The spectators were speechless to see the teacher who always won the judgement losing at the beginning of the round.


"WINNER..., RASHID LONDERIK FROM GRADE 1 PHYSICAL 1!!!" Bahar broke the silence.


Teachers and students cheered.


"Finally there's no hardening of the round!!"


"Our class has a chance to win!!"


"I lost the bet!!!"


"May he lose in the next round!!!"


"You're great, Syid!!!"


All sorts of cheers I heard from inside the arena.


I walked towards Lodo who was still lying unconscious to give him a salute and then went out of the arena.


One of the 3rd grade magic teachers met me at the entrance of the arena.


"So that's you? Babu Nova!" His eyes were sharp and crossed his arms.


The censor woman who left me after saying so. He really hated that grandma. He would be happy to destroy me.


That moment, I felt someone watching me.


A group of students looked at me from a distance next to a spectator bench.


"So the teacher didn't match the rumored one, hehehe... It's getting interesting." The student held his glasses and smiled happily.


"Looks like he'd be useful for bait." A haired schoolgirl tied up like a pair of balls stood behind him.


The students went from there.


"Luckily I have data from Anitya. So I can hear anyone from a distance." My voice is soft.


I stared coldly at the place where they were standing.


My life as a teacher seems to be getting more and more troublesome. Destroying 1-2 disciples is okay, right?