Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Physical fitness class is a compulsory course for all students at Rekton Royal Academy every grade and every academic year. The purpose is to cultivate talents with comprehensive development in all aspects and good physical fitness.

Although there are students who fail the overall test every academic year, the college will give different numbers of make-up exams to these students based on their specific circumstances.

If you still haven't passed at this level, your only options are to repeat the grade and retake it or to offset it with outstanding contributions.

These regulations were clearly written in the college's brochure, and Mo Xie was deeply impressed.

After arriving at the playground, he and Dalio did not immediately join the warm-up crowd, but stood on the edge and watched.

The entire playground is divided into four areas: free activity area, equipment area, sparring area and rest area.

The physical fitness class is a large class, which lasts as long as the two professional classes. The specific class location is in the free activity area. The teacher is a young man with a crew cut and a sturdy build.

The huge equipment was as light as a piece of paper in front of him. With a relaxed expression and bulging muscles, he lifted it above his head seemingly effortlessly.

This move is naturally very eye-catching.

Now, all the second-grade students of the middle school have come to the playground. In addition to the usual greetings, some are eager to show their strength.

"Let's go." Mo Xie walked towards the center of the playground.

"Hmm..." Dalio responded weakly, his face turning pale, as if stimulated by the scene in front of him.

When the bell rang, the students formed concentric circles around the teacher.

"I heard there are a lot of transfer students this year. Let me introduce myself again." The young man raised his thumb and pointed at himself. His voice was clear and loud, echoing throughout the venue. "I am the full-time teacher of physical education class, and also the active knight of the Royal Knights' Red Flame Team, Rabbit Yang Thorlien Shell. You can call me Teacher Rabbit."

"You have become even more handsome, Mr. Rabbit."

“Can you teach me some tips on how to keep fit?”

Some people appreciated and agreed.

"I heard that he chose this name himself."

"It's outrageous."

Some people gossip in low voices.

"I really want to go back to the dormitory..."

"Me too, take me with you."

Of course, some people choose to escape.

Dalio and Moshe are of similar height, and look a little small and thin among the tall people.

Unlike his eager-to-try state in the theory class, he was retreating step by step to the outer circle, with his hands clasped in front of him, trying to reduce his presence.

"Then let's play a little game before we officially start the class." Rabbit showed a bright smile, pulled out three strips of cloth from his waist, and randomly pointed to three students, "You, you, and you, come here and cover your eyes."

"Classmate, it's you. Don't step back anymore." When Rabbit said this, almost everyone's eyes were focused on the curly-haired guy.

Yes, Dalio was chosen.

It would be unwise to refuse the teacher, so he could only bite the bullet and walk over, covering his eyes with a cloth with a pale face.

"You all know 'Catch the Ghost', right? The rules of the game are very simple. You have five seconds to move freely in the inner circle of the playground. When the time is up, everyone must stand still and cannot move."

"Then the three blindfolded students started to move. The students who were touched from the front had to run around the playground twenty times."

"In order to be fair, the three blindfolded 'ghosts' must maintain their balance during this process. If any part of their body other than their legs and feet touches the ground, or if they actively touch the escaping people from other directions, it will be considered a foul and they will also need to run 20 laps around the playground."

"The game ends when only half of the players remain."

"Remember, this is a physical training class, not a practical skills class, nor a competition. Wear your token, and the use of holy sacrifices and magic is prohibited."

"Finally, students who don't follow the rules of the game will get a surprise gift."

Rabbitt ended his lecture with a smile, and the students had different reactions.

"Five seconds? I'd probably still be right here."

"I have to run twenty laps. Isn't this the intensity of training that should be expected for the first class?"

"It's so hard to be a 'ghost' even if you have to distinguish these things with your eyes blindfolded!"

"It's just a game. No one would be stupid enough to play tricks in front of the active knights of the Royal Knights."

"I want to lie in bed."

"A real man shouldn't be afraid of a challenge. If you understand, let's start the game!" Although he said this, Rabbitt didn't give the students any time to prepare and started the countdown directly.

“One—two—”

It only took a blink of an eye for them to go from panic to fleeing in all directions. Rabbitt crossed his arms with interest, like an executioner on the guillotine, waiting for the last second to come.

"Run!"

"Don't touch me!"

"Fool, you might as well strike first!"

Even earlier than the shouts, there were the fluttering corners of uniforms and the rapidly rising and slowly falling dust.

In just three seconds, several students shuttled through the crowd and reached the very edge of the restricted area.

As they ran, they created a trail of energy that extended from the center to the surroundings, leaving clearly visible traces on the ground.

"Wow, not bad." Seeing this, executioner Rabbitt expressed his appreciation.

So fast!

The other students thought so in their hearts.

Because he didn't want the three blindfolded men to discover his movements, he tried hard to hold his breath and not make any sound.

Moshe belongs to the second echelon.

Although they don’t have the excellent physical fitness of those students who sprinted to the edge, they are not far behind.

About half of the students are still in the inner circle and have not been able to run a few steps. They should now be thinking about how to deal with or avoid the three blindfolded men who are approaching.

In front of Dalio, there was a tall man who was adjusting his posture, with his knees slightly bent, gathering strength to prepare for an active attack.

Dalio has a thin body, without the muscles formed by long-term exercise, and without the flow of qi.

He might be "punished", Mo Xie thought.

"what!"

As expected, the curly-haired boy's calf was hit by the tall man's long legs, and he screamed. Then he fell forward and made close contact with the ground.

On the other hand, the other two blindfolded men nimbly dodged the attacks and counterattacked directly in the direction of the attacks, and soon sent most of the students in the inner circle onto the track.

Whoosh——!

At this time, a piercing whistle sounded, indicating the end of the game.

Dalio dusted himself off and stood up, then stood there at a loss as to what to do.

"You are the only one who failed in the capture." Rabbitt walked slowly in front of him, with the students who escaped standing behind him.

Dalio quickly responded: "Yes, yes... I'll go run laps now."

"No, wait a minute."

Suddenly thinking of something, Rabbit reached out to untie the cloth covering his eyes, looked him up and down for a few times and said delicately: "Hmm... I remember, you are little brother Neville."

"I decided to give you another chance."

"Ah?" Dalio looked up in confusion.

Then, including the students who were being punished and exhausted, everyone had the same idea at the same time -

Isn't this double standard too obvious? !