Elven King Trainer

Chapter 49 As expected of the man I admire.

However, the uncles in the auditorium saw that they were extremely warm and their faces were red.

After several performances have ended, finally ushered in, the first competition officially started!
"Come! Come! Come!"

"The annual rookie competition, the official stage of the competition is about to begin!"

"Who will be the champion this year! Let's look forward to it together."

"Then, let us warmly welcome the contestants of today's first match!"

"They are Ye Zhiqiu from No. [-] Middle School and his elf, Guisi!"

"And, Wang Yue from No. [-] Middle School, Little Fire Horse!"

Following the passionate speech of the host and the warm cheers at the scene, the two contestants in the first round slowly appeared in people's sight.

This way of appearing inexplicably makes the players feel very compelling. Some people have already started to fantasize about what kind of cool way they should appear on the stage later.

Wang Yue, who came out on the left, is a grassroots trainer. Among the top 126, there are very few grassroots trainers who can make it to the present, and Wang Yue is one of the few.

Most of the rest are children from rich families.

They don't have much resources, and it is not easy for grassroots trainers to get to the present step by step with hard work.

In the scene before him, Wang Yue was still very nervous, walking awkwardly, stopping and waving to the audience with smiles.

On the other hand, Ye Zhiqiu on the right was much calmer, with steady steps and a faint smile on his face.

"Come out, ghost!"

"Come out, little fire horse!"

Both sides summoned the elf at the same time, and the gas-like ghost floated in the air, with two big eyes, and there was some evil, but within a moment, the whole eyes and expression of the ghost changed.

Grinning, looking very naughty.

And the little fire horse was much more serious, standing quietly on the spot, burning flames from the head to the back to the tail.

"Please give me more advice." Wang Yue said in a well-mannered manner.

"Teach me a lot, we are the first game today, let's make it hot, let's have a wonderful game." Ye Zhiqiu smiled slightly, with an easy-going look on the surface, but in fact he was quite a man.

"Come on, little fire horse!"

The battle officially started, and the little fire horse took the initiative to attack and ran towards Guisi. While running, a ball of flame suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the little fire horse.

Guisi's speed is very fast, and he easily avoids the spark attack. It is like a ghost, floating in the air.

Guisi kept circling in mid-air, and the little fire horse shook his head involuntarily against Guisi's figure.

"Little fire horse, don't fall into the other party's trap, it wants to stun you." Wang Yue reminded.

Guisi showed a playful smile, and flew to the little fire horse from time to time, and flew away without attacking or making a face.

This behavior continued for several times, obviously playing tricks on the opponent, but Little Fire Horse couldn't do anything about it, and its reaction couldn't be compared to Gui Si's movements.

"Haha, this ghost is really as naughty as the rumors say. Ye Zhiqiu has a big heart to be able to play around in such a serious arena," the host said.

"Damn it, the little fire horse is ready to fight back!"

The little fire horse was very obedient. After Wang Yue commanded, flames started to rise all over his body. The flames were already burning and began to expand. It seemed that after a while, the flames on the little fire horse would cover his whole body.

"Yes, accumulating flame attack!" the host said.

"Every rookie contest starts during this period. It's only been a month since the newcomers adopted the elves. In just one month, Wang Yue's little fire horse has already learned it. The energy storage flame attack is really amazing!"

"In the state of accumulating flame attack, the little fire horse's whole body is covered in flames, and at the same time, its speed will also increase. How will Ye Zhiqiu's ghost deal with it?"

The little fire horse was covered in flames, and Guisi could no longer approach, Ye Zhiqiu also made Guisi serious at this time.

Guisi's gaze suddenly became strange, as if it would make people fall into it, and couldn't help but want to look at it.

"It's black eyes! An elf who can seduce people's hearts and souls, and has an unstable heart, will be attracted by Guisi's eyes and stare at the opponent motionlessly. The little fire horse has been tricked!"

"What's going on! The flame of the little fire horse is weakening again, oh! It's asleep! It's hypnotism!"

"It must be, after Gui Si released the black eyes to attract the attention of the little fire horse, he immediately applied hypnosis! With such a smooth combination of moves, is player Ye Zhiqiu really a newcomer!?"

"Ghost, lick your tongue." Ye Zhiqiu said calmly.

Guisi's tongue licking can paralyze the opponent. When the little fire horse is a little drowsy, the paralysis effect will be attached, and the flame of the charged flame attack will be completely extinguished, and the little fire horse will fall down and lose its fighting ability.

"You lost, do you still need to compete?" Ye Zhiqiu smiled.

"Hey, come back, little fire horse." Wang Yue sighed and took the little fire horse back.

According to the rules of the competition, if the elf falls into a sleep state and cannot wake up spontaneously within 10 minutes, the opponent will be counted as the winner. However, most of the ghost's body is in the shape of gas, and once surrounded by gas, it will lose consciousness.

Therefore, this little fire horse has already lost.

"It's a pity. Wang Yue's little fire horse has a great advantage in the state of accumulating flames. If he finds the right time to hit the flames on his body, he has a great chance of winning." The host said regretfully.

"Then congratulations to player Ye Zhiqiu, who has advanced to the next round."

"This kid is good, he has potential, and he has a thorough understanding of Guisi's moves." At some point, the president and vice president of the Fuzhou Trainers Association came, and they were in the VIP auditorium on the second floor.

"Hehe, it's natural that you don't see whose grandson he is." The vice president smiled, a little proud.

"Yes, Lao Ye, can your grandson be bad, but this year's rookie contest, I am more optimistic about the kid from the Junsha family." President Wang Ye said.

"Oh? Let's wait and see." The vice president said.

"Before Guisi evolved into Ghost Stone, there were almost no powerful attack methods. After several games, Ye Zhiqiu's Guisi has not shown this kind of move." Wen Luo analyzed the first battle, and secretly recorded the details of the battle just now.

Soon, after a few more games, it was finally Wen Luo's turn to play.

"The next one to play is Junsha Wenluo, the son of the Junsha family from the police family!"

"At the same time, he is also a very popular contestant in our rookie competition this year!"

"Junsa Wenluo!"

"Junsa Wenluo!"

"Junsa Wenluo!"

There was a constant clamor at the scene, and Wen Luo's appearance was by far the most enthusiastic response from the audience.

Hearing many girls calling his name, Wen Luo raised his mouth slightly and said, "It seems that I still have a lot of little fans. Alas, a man who can't be handsome and powerful at the same time is so attractive."

Wen Luo said something smug, walked out of the passage confidently, and gradually appeared in the sight of the scene.

at the same time.

At Fengchen's home in Kyoto, he was sitting in front of the TV with his father, Fenghu, watching the Fuzhou TV station live broadcast the game.

"Finally it's his turn, I want to see how powerful the only man who made me surrender is now." Feng Chen said excitedly.

"Tch, Dad, you don't know what strength our capital is. Every year, the best rookies from all over the country are in our city. If Wen Luo comes to our capital to compete, he may not be able to qualify."

Looking at his son with such a hopeless appearance, Feng Hu sighed helplessly: "If you want to watch other people's games, why not take Fireball Mouse to practice more, you worthless boy, you can't even qualify for the group stage in the rookie competition in Kyoto."

At Junsha headquarters in Kyoto, Wen Luo's sisters, Wen Xuan and Ling Yu, were also watching Wen Luo's game in front of the TV.

"Sister Wenxuan, you said Brother Wenluo can win the championship." Ling Yu said.

"I didn't win the state championship last year, he can't do it." Wenxuan disagreed.

Junsha Liya, who was questioning the gang behind the thief at the Zhoufu City Police Department, watched the live broadcast of her son's game with her mobile phone, and asked the thief, "Tell me! Where is the gang behind your backstage!"

Liya asked seriously, but her eyes were fixed on the phone.

"Day! Is it important to look at the mobile phone or the gang behind me! Do you want to be so perfunctory!!" The thief roared inwardly, did he do things like this, and suddenly felt that his profession had been insulted.

The police officer beside him also felt that it was not suitable, and said anxiously: "Deputy Director, you are doing business."

"My son is competing, you watch it for me." Liya said a few words, then gave up her position, stood up and leaned against the wall behind her.

"Hi, hello everyone!" Wen Luo showed an elegant smile, waving hello to the little fans who were obsessed with him.

"Ahhh! So handsome!!"

"Can I add a WeChat account!"

Many young girls were very excited.

"Sorry, distance creates beauty. Keeping a certain distance is to maintain a feeling. Let us maintain this best feeling together." The corners of Wen Luo's mouth rose slightly.

"It makes sense. He said we. Hee hee, but he really wants it."

"Damn, this kid is too stinky." Yi Xiaolou, Liu Yuhan and others despised him very much.

"Toxic." Ling Yu secretly smiled, while Wen Xuan was speechless.

Feng Chen: "As expected, a man I admire!"

Almost everyone at the scene was cheering for Wen Luo, and his opponent seemed to be ignored, showing no sense of presence, and this person could only shake his head helplessly.

Looking at Wen Luo, advertisers and players with various brand logos posted on him, they were very jealous, envious, and hated.

The endorsements basically belong to the popular players, but even if they are popular players, there are only one or two at most. This guy, his whole body is almost covered with plasters, right?How much money does this cost?

All the players are jealous.

"ennnnnn, Junsha Wenluo is worthy of being a popular contestant. To actually follow up with so many endorsement advertisements, the prize money is probably higher than this time."

(End of this chapter)