Elf vs. SAR

Looking at the blue jay who was gradually waking up, Yang Mo closed the document in his hand.

Contrary to his own thoughts, the blue jay had no hatred for Anthony who abandoned it.

"Dumb~~"

Even as he screamed desperately, the blue jay was still hostile to Yang Mo.

Desperately trying to flap its broken wings and fly up, the blue jay is still reluctant to let go of that bastard.

"You've been abandoned by him, why are you still thinking about him?"

Although through superpowers, Yang Mo clearly knew what the elf wanted to express.

However, Yang Mo could not understand the foolish loyalty of some elves to their masters.

Stubbornly wanting to leave the hospital bed, Blue Jay did not accept the fact that he had been abandoned.

"Get a good sleep first, I'll go back to find him. If he still wants you, I will take him to you."

Controlling his own mental power to flow into the blue jay's consciousness, he controlled the blue jay's restless emotions to make it fall back into sleep.

Grandpa Yang Mo's notes record the use of many superpowers. Various abilities, including hypnosis, are the same as the methods Yang Mo used to communicate with Mu Mu Xiao before. They are an extension of the ability to control elves.

Although Yang Mo has not practiced it, since these abilities come from the same source, Yang Mo can also use them all.

The freshman competition will start live lottery draw tomorrow. Yang Mo can use his super power to control the draw, allowing him to directly meet the owner of the Blue Jays, Anthony, in the first game.

Yang Mo is not a good person, but he also considers himself not a bad person.

He could see that Anthony was an arrogant bastard, with a hint of contempt in his eyes for everything around him.

Yang Mo knew the final result and had even guessed what Anthony would say.

Just because of the blue jay, Yang Mo planned to ask that bastard once.

As long as he heard the answer he wanted from that guy, Yang Mo could let go of the burden in his heart and let the blue jay completely forget about that bastard.

……

The next day, the opening ceremony of the freshmen competition started early in the morning, and the auditorium on the battlefield was full of spectators.

Although it was only the freshman competition of the Special Zone Trainer School, it still attracted many people to visit.

Following the crowd into the arena, as the strongest student among the freshmen of the Eastern Branch, Yang Mo walked at the front of his team as the representative of the Eastern Branch.

Yang Mo's target Anthony is not an ordinary person, according to the information given by Teacher Wu.

This guy is a descendant of the aristocracy of Great Britain in Europe. Due to his ancestry, he is also the freshman representative of the Northern Branch this year.

In addition to Anthony, the black brother on Yang Mo's left is Khaki, the representative of the Southern Branch. The elf he uses is a molten ant beast.

As the host, the Western Branch also entered the center of this huge arena.Their representative is a hybrid named Martin. His elf is a bat.

According to the convention, students from the Western and Northern Branches draw their own contestants from students from the Eastern Branch and the Southern Branch.

The game has never been truly fair. As his mental power expanded, Yang Mo found that more than one person had the same idea as him and wanted to control the game.

Gently scanning the auditorium, Yang Mo saw the source of those spiritual powers.

There are all kinds of people. The only thing Yang Mo can be sure of is that they are not instructors from the trainer school or security guards.

Seeing these people controlling the game, Yang Mo smiled and shook his head gently. Yang Mo waited for the students from the Western Branch to finish.

The students from the Northern Branch then walked up to the stage and looked at Anthony as the representative with a chuckle.

Although many people hindered him, under Yang Mo's control, he still pulled out the sign with his name on it.

As the draw ends, so does the battle.Yang Mo's competition was at one o'clock in the afternoon, and the players who competed in the morning walked into the waiting area.

The two players in the first match were Martin, a representative from the Western Branch, and Mo Ling, a student from the Eastern Branch.

Mo Ling's elf was a wooden gecko, and his strength was pretty good. He persisted to the end in the school team selection that day.

It's a pity that Yang Mo doesn't want to share resources with others, otherwise he would be fully qualified to join the school team based on his strength.

As the two sides entered the battlefield, Yang Mo yawned slightly and turned around to leave.

According to the information given by coach Wu, Martin's strength is enough to compare with Chen Mo.An ordinary genius like Mo Ling has no chance of winning.

"We meet again, Asian boy."

At the exit of the battlefield, Anthony seemed to have been waiting for him at the door for a long time.

Hearing that the other party's tone was still asking for a beating, Yang Mo shook his head and said with a chuckle.

"I think you need to study a book I once wrote called "Quality"."

Listening to Yang Mo's words, Anthony seemed to have heard a joke.

"You are just a descendant of a slave. It is already a great honor for you to stand in front of me."

"No way, it's already 2020, and there are still people who are superior to others based on their own blood, no way, no way."

He responded to Anthony's arrogance in a strange way. If he were not in the battlefield of the Western Branch now, Yang Mo would definitely let him know what it means to have trouble come from his mouth.

However, seeing that Anthony was a little angry, Yang Mo didn't bother to spit out the fragrance, and said some greetings based on blood, mixed with a lot of inverted ethical and moral concepts.

However, it seems that these words are not insulting to these guys.

They are proud of their bloodline. I heard that due to the invasion of elves, the theory of evolution was thrown into the trash. Some European nobles still marry incest in order to ensure their bloodline.

"Do you really want any blue jay? In the afternoon game, what elf are you going to use to fight me?"

Not wanting to bully this imbecile child born from inbreeding, Yang Mo mentioned Blue Jay, who was still in the hospital bed.

"Blue Jay? Oh~ you're talking about that piece of trash, it's not dead yet. It's the afternoon game, so you can see my real main elf."

The elf who didn't care about himself seemed to think that the blue jay was just a tool in his eyes.

"Goo!!!"

Angered by Anthony's words in the elf ball, Mumu Xiao rushed out of his elf ball.

"Okay, I won't talk about you again. Let's go and meet our new partner. I would like to borrow that feather for the blue jay for the afternoon game."

Since the other party completely ignored Blue Jay, there was no need for Yang Mo to let Blue Jay remember this bastard.

To erase the blue jay's memory of this bastard, Yang Mo wanted to use that blue jay to defeat that bastard's so-called ace.

"Gu~?!(???w???)??"