Physical performance

The next day, Luan woke up a little sore from last night's training, Alison did not show any exhaustion. They both got ready to go to the classroom, he was an inexpressive person, and a little difficult for anyone to understand.

This time they both went together to the classroom block, no one understood why one of the strongest in the classroom was hanging out with someone like Luan, but at the same time, the boy also didn't know how to talk to him and ask him why he decided to help him.

I preferred not to talk to anyone and watch Alison's back from a distance. He looked like someone very sure of himself.

The whole morning was like that. Until the class started, at which point they got a pink-haired, blue-eyed, slender-figured teacher who was quite friendly and very pretty. She began to talk to them about the expeditions that would be made.

-The expeditions are 3 per year, two are in the country, and an external one with the whole school, generally training, fights, and social services. I am going to teach the class of energy manipulation and history.

With that little introduction she continued the class, writing some information about her on the board, her name was Sahara Marquez, and gave them other information about her subject.

-Well, we started, as you know the war ended about 10 years ago, but there are still organizations on the fringes of society, they are against all nations and did not accept to end the war, and there is still some tension between some countries. What they want is to prepare and train them especially in case of a war against another nation, as well as to educate them, so that they can defend themselves. The best can choose any career. 

He spent the entire class talking about the school and the country. Specifically about the responsibility that students have in school. She seemed to know everything by heart, she never stopped talking.

Luan looked at her and felt she was no older than 20. She looked very young, she looked the youngest of all the teachers. She looked friendlier than the rest, most of them were cold, and serious as if this was a prison.

Being the first week, the classes were short. And the bell rang almost half the time of a normal class.

When class ended, Alison left first, not even waiting for her classmate. He looked rather rushed.

From a distance, Luan, thought about him and why he was helping him and didn't understand. Out of nowhere, his cousins appeared and greeted him. One of them was named Henry, he had brown hair and blue eyes like Luan, and his cousin Hana, like the previous one had brown hair, but yellow eyes and was shorter than him. They forced him to eat together in the cafeteria.

It was quite a large place with dozens of tables and chairs, with shades of color similar to the uniform and predominantly beige and a turquoise blue, there was also a second floor that gave it the appearance of a commercial warehouse.

In the middle of the silence, the youngest of the three began to speak.

- Do you know Professor Sahara," asked Luan.

-It's her second year here, she's almost new compared to the rest of the bitter old men," answered Henry.

-And...here...do they bother a lot?

-Luan, I think you will have to get used to it, I don't know why they sent you to classroom two, although I also find it strange that they accepted you too, but you wanted to follow us, do you regret that," commented Henry.

-It's just that the director of our class talked about that exam, I am very nervous about it, but Alison is going to help me.

Both boys looked at each other when they heard that name. Luan was a bit surprised and I asked them 

-Did something happen to him?

-He is a casanova, he had a crush on all the girls in the school, even Hana," said Henry.

-Don't listen to him, Luan, it's just that the upper grades don't like him, and well, he's kind of handsome, many girls liked him, but with what he did, they all moved away from him.

- So is he repeating the year?

-No, he is the brother of the president of the council, and he always came to school and ......

While they were talking, President Snaider walked by, and interrupted the talk. He was somewhat intimidating with that half would be and only spoke to Hana who was the vice president since the previous year, they seemed to get along well.

She got up from her chair and said goodbye to the two of them quickly and left with him.

Henry and Luan just sat there, watching them slowly leave.

[...]

The week went by without further ado until Friday arrived, nothing out of the ordinary had happened, everything became cliché between presentations, but finally it was their turn for a physical effort class.

Luan tried to keep fit and do all the activities so as not to be punished, but he was not taking advantage of the system's potential. He preferred not to use it, as he knew that an exaggerated increase in his abilities would attract attention.

He was in a coliseum and everyone had the same uniform, which consisted of blue turki shorts like the uniform and a white shirt. Luan thought that having trained with Alison and her activities, he could be more at ease with what they would be doing in this class.

The teacher of that class was blond with purple eyes, clean-shaven, tall and somewhat corpulent. He wore a gray suit. 

The 24 students gathered in front of the teacher, and he spoke to them.

-Hello, my new students. As you can see, this is not going to be easy, and I ask you to start now to do 25 laps. You have an hour and a half. Start now.

A blond-haired, silver-eyed, tall and somewhat good-looking boy did not like this very much and spoke up.

-Is he crazy," he said, "It's 11 o'clock in the morning. The sun is awesome and at twelve o'clock it will be terrible, do you want to kill us?

-Child, the test that you will do will take approximately 10 hours, there will be no rest, you will have to be in continuous movement, even if you pass the theoretical one if you get tired after half an hour of the physical one it will not help you at all. Well now you have less ten minutes.... boy runs.

Luan like his partner, had his doubts. <<How would he count how many laps they all ran?>>. 

He decided to set a fast jogging pace for the almost two hours to do the laps his teacher had asked for.

[...]

After the hour and a half. The professor stood in the center of the coliseum.

Everyone was exhausted, but some were not and kept their composure. He raised his hands and everyone looked at him. They immediately stopped.

-Stop now," Cruz shouted, "please gather around.

-Well, because they didn't pass the test. The group average is very bad. You will work overtime every day and I will be in charge of following up with you. Every day at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Alison suddenly spoke up.

-What do you mean the average of the group, how did you count how many laps we did?

-Of course I didn't count them, I just followed up with certain people, and they went down quite a bit. They didn't even do 20. Everyone should pay for that!

-I did more than 30, and I think some people did too, isn't that enough?

-Kid, don't come to me and tell me what to do. This is a group that must all arrive with a minimum of physical fitness despite their level, otherwise they should leave. Even if you are the president's brother, I don't care. I'm in charge here. If you want, you can go cry to him.

The man was looking for the group pressure to take out those who did not have the rhythm, that was the goal he had in mind from the beginning, but he found it curious and made a proposal to humiliate Alison.

-If you think you are the hero of your group, let's do something, I'll give you five minutes to give me a punch in the face if you manage to give me one, I'll let this first day pass and the group is free for the rest of the day. If not everyone but you will have to work overtime on the weekends with me, what do you decide, will you crucify your whole group for a useless guy?

Alison looked expressionless, but she didn't think long about what she would do. She just walked over to the man.

The rest of the group went up to the bleachers to watch the show. Although some were angry at Alison for jeopardizing their weekend.

Alison thought about it. If she went along with it, she knew she was more likely to lose, but if not, she would have to live with her head down with respect to the other halls. 

At the bottom of the coliseum the fight started slowly, Alison took the initiative and tried technical strikes, to gauge the pace they would take. The man covered himself with his arms and avoided being hit, but he seemed bored by this, then he counterattacked fiercely throwing a dry blow, which Alison managed to dodge, but continued between attacks and more attacks, so several minutes passed like that. Although there was a clear difference, for a moment they were almost on equal footing. Alison had taken the initiative and attacked without stopping, the professor was surprised for a moment, but preferred to put an end to this, since he was not even fighting seriously and took this as a simple warm-up.

The boy with crimson eyes moved a little away from him, he still felt that impact on his arms, and they gradually turned red.

-Did you think I wouldn't seriously attack you, kid? I know who you are, and what you've done in this school.

-No, I'll go on.

-Well, I warned you, I hope you have a good medical service.

The teacher was superior by far. Alison knew she would lose, but she had only one chance to win this fight. He walked straight ahead towards his opponent, who was laughing as he watched him slowly approach.

Ready for anything, he approached the boy with crimson eyes and threw a punch in the stomach, he thought he would dodge it, but it was not so, he was exposed to suffer an impact of that magnitude, and managed to give a fist in the face of the teacher. He accomplished the goal, but fell to his knees on the floor, and his body fell to the ground, seconds later.

Liz, Samantha and Luan came down the stairs to help him. 

The professor just looked at him and touched his face where he had been hit.

Liz tried to wake up Alison, who was unconscious, her arms were swollen from the blows she had received.

-Take him to the infirmary, it is in the central part of the school," said the teacher, a little angry.