The pinnacle of the age of elves

After the practical training class, it’s lunch time.

Because the training hall is in the corner of the No. 2 Middle School, for the sake of students, Song Guokang promptly announced the end of class [-] minutes early. However, even though Ye Hui followed the large group and rushed out of the training hall immediately, ran towards the cafeteria, and reached his destination. On the ground, but it was still a step late, there were already long queues in front of the eight windows in the cafeteria.

No. [-] Middle School is the only trainer school in Licheng City. The college entrance examination results of the students here are the most important achievements in the basic task trainer development plan and education promulgated by the Licheng City Trainer Association every year.

Therefore, with the strong financial support of the association, the school's software and hardware equipment and basic living facilities are naturally the best among the schools in Licheng City.

Among them, the most praised thing by the students of No. [-] Middle School is the cafeteria of No. [-] Middle School. The food in it is not only delicious and rich in variety, but the price is almost the cost of the materials, which is basically equivalent to free food.

The consequence of this is that 99% of the students in No. [-] Middle School choose to eat on campus

"Bless the people in front of you who don't like my favorite braised chicken legs, leave three or four for me." A tall and fat student in front of Ye Hui clasped his hands and muttered something.

The school's weekly fixed lunch menu for the new semester has long been posted on the official website for students to check. Naturally, he checked it early and took a fancy to the braised chicken legs on today's lunch menu.

Ye Hui looked speechlessly at the already crowded canteen, and patted his shoulder with pity: "Chen Fei, don't think about it. Everyone likes braised chicken legs. You should think about other dishes. , the sauce duck, pork ribs, etc. are all very good.”

Chen Fei is also a student in Class 2, Grade [-], and sits right behind Ye Hui, so the relationship between the two is pretty good.

Hearing Ye Hui's words, Chen Fei screamed: "Please, don't tell me such a cruel truth."

He only loves to eat chicken, and all other meats are just mediocre in his eyes.

"Accept the reality." Ye Hui seemed to have thought of something, "And it's not just today, this will happen every Monday in the future. You'd better find a new love as soon as possible."

Chen Fei was stunned at first, and then quickly understood what Ye Hui meant: after this semester, practical training classes will be over every Monday at this time, and it is almost impossible for him to eat braised chicken legs on Mondays.

However, as the saying goes, things must turn against each other, and the fact that he was destined to be unable to eat braised chicken drumsticks made Chen Fei a little less sad. He really started to listen to Ye Hui's words and think about his new love.

After all, there are many parts of chicken and many ways to cook it. In addition to braised chicken legs, other dishes are equally delicious.

"Should I eat salt-baked chicken or braised chicken?" Chen Fei fell into deep thought.

Although there were quite a lot of people, perhaps because of the nimble hands and rich experience of the vegetable aunt, the team moved forward at a slow pace, and soon they reached Ye Hui's order.

Ye Hui quickly ordered two meat and two vegetables, then took the dinner plate and soup bowl and looked for an empty seat in the canteen.

After walking around twice in the canteen and scanning the corners of the canteen, Ye Hui finally discovered that there was still room for a table for two in the corner, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

“Don’t mind sharing a table?”

Ye Hui walked to the small table and sat down without waiting for the person opposite to answer.

Wang Meng was drinking soup with her head down. When she heard this, she said without raising her head: "You will leave if I say I mind." She had already heard Ye Hui's voice.

"No." Ye Hui took a mouthful of rice and said confidently: "I searched for a long time before I found it. You can't let me eat standing up if I don't want to sit down."

Naturally, there is no way that this is the only empty seat in the cafeteria, but the available seats are almost all occupied by girls. They are also sitting with girls, so Ye Hui naturally chooses to sit with a familiar friend.

"Hey, when do you plan to start the battle we agreed upon?" Ye Hui said.

The school's Elf Battle Tournament is about to start this Thursday. Before that, Ye Hui thinks it's time to resolve the battle with Wang Meng and settle a worry.

Wang Meng and Ye Hui also had the same view. After thinking for a while, they simply said: "Well, today is fine. After school, we will go to the battle hall to have a competition together. I just want to touch your bottom before the competition."

Although she saw Ye Hui and Dai Lubi lose to Song Guokang, the instructor of the practical training class in the morning training class, she did not underestimate Ye Hui because of this, thinking that Ye Hui's strength was nothing more than this.

After all, Ye Hui's opponent was also a senior trainer, and Ye Hui's bold counterattack when facing the giant sting wasp in the woods during the winter vacation and Dai Lubi's swift figure left a deep impression on her.

"Then it's settled, let's go together after school." Ye Hui was overjoyed.

After lunch, it was lunch break time.

Ye Hui, who was about to resolve a matter on his mind, walked into the classroom with brisk steps, preparing to quickly finish the math test that must be done at noon every day and then have a good sleep to recuperate his energy.

However, as soon as Ye Hui sat back down in his seat, before he could take out the cardboard, spread out the math test on it and start writing furiously, an unexpected guest interrupted his coherent and pleasing academic performance.

"Something's wrong." Ye Hui put down the cardboard and looked at Jiang Chuan in front of him with some confusion.

He didn't hold any position in the class, nor did Jiang Chuan, and the two of them had never sat next to each other. Therefore, even though they had been classmates for three years, their relationship was only acquaintance, not close.

Oh, in the morning training class, Dairubi had a battle with his Charmander.

Ye Hui turned his head and thought of the most recent of the few interactions between the two in the past three years.

"You can't be dissatisfied with your loss this morning. You want to ask me for a fight?" Ye Hui thought to himself as he looked at Jiang Chuan, who was clearly looking unhappy.

Jiangchuan's Charmander was the only one when Ye Hui and his group of students went to the breeding house this year. Ye Hui, who had explored all the elf eggs in the breeding house at that time, naturally knew it.However, since he was an elf from the Yusan Family, the cost of making up the price difference of 30 was really high. In addition, the qualifications of this little fire dragon were not outstanding, so Ye Hui had no choice.

Now, after being nurtured by Jiangchuan, and relying on the natural racial advantages of the Yusan family, the strength of this little fire dragon is pretty good among all the elves in Class 2, Grade [-].

Name: Little Fire Dragon

Attribute: Fire

Feature: Fire

Race value: 309 can be expanded

Individual value: 118 can be expanded

Rating: 9

Skills: Grab, Spark, Smoke Screen, Bite, Cry

Introduction: The flame on its tail is the lamp of its life. When it is full of energy, the flame will burn more vigorously.

Likes: Like spicy taste, hate bitter taste

"But it's far worse than the current Dairubi."

Ye Hui thought to himself after searching the system records for the Charmander's information and recalling the Charmander's stiff evasive movements during the morning battle.

"Ye Hui, let's play against each other again after school. Charmander didn't perform well this morning." Jiang Chuan said matter-of-factly.