Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 628-“You truly are a fence sitter, always picking the side that has the best chance at winning.” Elise laughed sardonically.

“Why do you care which side I pick? The important thing is that no matter who I support, you don’t stand a chance against them,” Sophie said confidently. “The competition hasn’t even started yet. Who said Elise is your inferior? Even if her foundation isn’t that good, there are still Stefan and me. Don’t forget. Since you arrived at Elite Class, you’ve never beaten the both of us before!”

Mica argued in vexation, “You’re a registered student at Tissote University, but you went and provided another school with external assistance; that’s being disloyal. Furthermore, you’re unrighteous for abandoning your teammates, unkind for belittling your classmates, and unfilial for doing bad deeds using your parents’ money. Someone like you who is disloyal, unrighteous, unkind, and unfilial isn’t comparable to Elise at all!”

“You—” Sophie was so furious that she was rendered speechless as she pointed an index finger at Mica, unable to squeeze out a complete sentence.

Mica held her head high, deliberately posing triumphantly to provoke her and gain the upper hand.

Even Elise was surprised. There were more than 300 people in this great hall, yet Mica could say so many things at once without stuttering. It was a huge improvement from the Mica of before.

“Okay, Mica.” Elise walked up from behind her, placed her hands on her shoulders, then said softly, “We should only debate with kindred souls; never quarrel with addled trolls. If you continue, you’ll only be diminishing your class.”

It was effortless to have a conversation with someone of considerable intellect. Mica understood Elise’s meaning, so her anger subsided at her words.

After all, Elise had a point. So why should she waste time talking to the intellectually challenged?

The two of them were about to walk away when the teams from Mayweather Polytechnic University arrived at the waiting area. One of the teams saw Sophie and walked over to her.

“Why, Sophie? Do you still miss your comrades at Tissote University? Why don’t you just go back?”

The person who spoke was Malia Braun, a member of Mayweather Polytechnic University’s seeded team. Her family was relatively wealthy, and her IQ wasn’t bad, but she looked down on everyone. Everything she wore was printed with prominent logos of luxury brands. The only thing she lacked was having the words ‘I’m rich’ engraved on her forehead.

Next to her were Tiana Hill and Sebastian Walker, the other two members of the seeded team who were slightly better than her but obviously more humble and well-mannered.

“What are you talking about?” Sophie hurriedly leaned toward them. “I’m now a member of Mayweather Polytechnic, so you should speak with some respect.”

you’ve done? In order to show off, you transferred to Tisotte University. Then, when you couldn’t fit in well, you transferred back. Do you think Mayweather is a hotel

“I…”

gently. “Everyone wants to fight for the honor of Mayweather. So, let’s

seeded team, so Malia still had to show her some regard. She pursed her

didn’t pursue the issue with her, she still rolled her eyes,

scornfully shook her head. After returning to Mayweather, it seemed

a smile, “I’m

for a while before politely shaking her

you were last year’s top scorer of the liberal arts department?” Tiana asked despite already knowing it. “I’m this year’s top scorer. I hope that we’ll have a chance to compete against each other when the time

corners of Elise’s lips curled up. “I look forward to

pursed her lips, then gave her a

Elise and Mica from behind as

Elise answered serenely. “They were just

slightly, then

at him. This boy didn’t talk

that she could expose Sophie and Martin’s false accusations. Speaking of which, she

know how to repay a boy of this age who only

for us to win the championship.”

good?”

high school, and she is the champion of ‘The Brain’ for two consecutive years.

‘The Brain’?”

to challenge the limits of humanity, and the audience jokingly calls it

Stefan’s praise. Thus,