Elf vs. SAR

In the storm, the flames had burned out, but the Fire Lion did not give up. It heard the cry of its master.

The violent flames ignited from the Fire Lion's body, and the hot and brilliant fire light surrounded the Fire Lion's body.

The temperature on the Flame Lion's body is constantly rising, and even Mumu Xiao, who is high in the sky, can feel the scorching high temperature.

Flapping its wings crazily, Mu Mu Xiao kept stirring Lugia's feathers, and the storm continued to expand with Mu Mu Xiao's trend.

The desert training field during the summer vacation was not in vain. On the wind-sand-swept field, Mumuxiao adapted to the power of stimulating feathers.

Even if the power of the feathers is fully stimulated, it will only be weak for a few hours.

Surrounding the flames, the Fire Lion used superheat. The violent flames surrounded the Fire Lion's body, and it kept hitting the wind wall.

Once, twice, if it had been an ordinary storm, it would have been washed away by the flaming lion.

However, even if it is just a feather, the power of the gods is not something that ordinary elves can resist.

Exhausting its physical strength again and again, the Fire Lion's body spurted violent heat, while Khaki's fist waved outside the storm on the other side gradually stopped.

As if he noticed Yang Mo's little trick, Khaki stopped roaring and closed his eyes. At this time, he wanted to calm down.

Staring at Khaqi who was calming down in front of him, Yang Mo felt something bad, and a strange wave burst out from Khaki's body.

Yang Mo sensed that the influence of his mental power on Khaki was no longer effective.

There is a slight gap between Khaki's burst of power and his own mental power. It feels like a kind of control over the fluctuations of his own life.

At this time, wonderful wave energy was surrounding Khaki.

"The elders in the clan once asked me to calm down and perceive the things around me with my heart."

It seemed that Yang Mo's illusion barrier had been broken through, and Khaqi murmured the dialect of his hometown.

This ancient tribal dialect does not have a fully formed written language record, but is only passed down orally among its tribesmen.

Yang Mo, who was standing opposite, scratched his head and didn't understand what Khaki was saying.

"What you see with your eyes and what you touch with your body is not necessarily real. Only waveguides can see the truth of the world!"

Although he didn't know what Khaki was muttering, Yang Mo also sensed that Khaki was using the power of the waveguide at this time.

After crossing the illusion barrier cast by Yang Mo, the power of the waveguide on Khaki spread and enveloped the entire battlefield.

"I can't feel your voice. A terrible energy surrounds your heart."

Commenting on Yang Mo in front of him, Khaki frowned.

All things have their own fluctuations, and the power of waveguide reading allows Khaki to read the voices of all things.

However, under Khaki's probing, Yang Mo's heart was wrapped and entangled with a terrifying energy.

Khaki wanted to use waveguides to invade and read information, but faced with Yang Mona's mental power as huge as the ocean, Khaki, who had just awakened the power of waveguides, was unable to parry.

"Although you have awakened the power of the waveguide, the game is over."

Although he was a little surprised by the power that burst out from Khaki, Yang Mo still had a smile on his face when he sensed that the Fire Lion at the center of the storm had exhausted its energy in the storm.

"Although I lost this time, there won't be another time. I look forward to the next battle with you."

As the Fire Lion fell, the storm ceased.Taking out the elf ball, Khaki took back his Fire Lion and turned around to leave.

Relaxing his mind, Yang Mo disconnected the mental connection with Mu Mu Xiao.After exiting the state of bondage transformation, Mumu Xiao slowly fell from the sky and got into Yang Mo's arms.

Mu Mu Xiao had consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle, and his training during the summer vacation was not in vain, otherwise it would not have been able to last until the moment when the Flame Lion fell.

After gently comforting Mu Mu Xiao, Yang Mo walked over and walked out of the contestant tunnel. As the semi-finals came to an end, the audience also left one after another.

The staff cleaned up the battlefield and also began to re-deploy the battlefield. While expanding the battlefield, they also closed some of the front row auditoriums.

After all, the western cities of the SAR are predominantly white cities. One of the two teams in the final is mixed race and the other is Asian. Not many people in the western cities will come to watch.

Although the Freshman Competition of the Special Zone Trainer School is more grand than the ordinary academy competition, the venue is in the Special Zone after all.

There are at least [-] special trainers living in the special zone, and there are countless elite trainers even if they don't count the students of the trainer school.

For them, the Freshman Competition is like a group of children's play. Even though terrifying geniuses emerge every few years, in the Special Zone, no one is still a genius.

It can be said that the audience for the SAR Trainer Competition is much smaller than the audience for the freshmen competitions of major universities in other regions.

Just like the Magic City University or Beijing University in China, during the freshman competition, ordinary people who love elves filled the auditorium of the 10-person stadium.

Every year, these academies need to send special trainers to maintain order on the scene and protect these ordinary people from being affected by the skills on the battlefield.

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After returning to the players' dormitory, Yang Mo gently sprayed the healing spray on Mu Mu Xiao, and then heard a cell phone ringing.

"Hey, Coach Wu? What's the matter?"

After taking a look at the call notification, Yang Mo answered the phone and asked his question.

"I need your help with something. The two students who asked for leave to go to the city have lost contact. You should know the situation here when you went out that day, so I want you to help find them."

"Well, I'll go and help look for it too."

Listening to Coach Wu's anxious voice on the other end of the phone, Yang Mo agreed without much thought.

He was able to legally conquer the Blue Jays so quickly, thanks to the help of Coach Wu.

What's more, after what he experienced that day, Yang Mo knew the so-called "freedom" of the western city.Those two classmates were probably in big trouble.

Since Asians are mainly concentrated in eastern cities, Asians in western cities only account for less than 5.00% of the total population.

Therefore, the situation of yellow people in western cities is far worse than that of black people.

After all, those two classmates are also our compatriots, and they need to be more united in this strange Western city.

After putting away the injured Mu Mu Xiao, Yang Mo released the blue jay, instructing it to rise into the air and follow.

After walking out of the dormitory, Yang Mo ran towards the bus stop of the Western Branch.If you want to find those two classmates, you must first know where they will go.

Speculating on where the two classmates might go, Yang Mo first determined his first destination, Battle Park.