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The wrinkles on the face of the old lady, Teacher Jiang, were squeezed together.

"This is..."

"No?" Lin Qiu said a little disappointed.

"That's not true. Accepting a student is not a big deal."

"It's just that I have about forty ideas about being a teacher and a cultivator."

"I'm ashamed to say that among the students, there are only a few who have become popular, and there are some who commit crimes. Even the disciples who have studied with me for several years, there are many people with bad conduct."

"Based on the idea of ​​being cautious in accepting disciples, I have always observed their character and abilities before accepting them as disciples over the years."

"Your son is fifteen this year. He happens to be the same age as my granddaughter. Bring him to me next time. If there is no problem, then I will accept him as a closed disciple, who can also be a companion to my granddaughter."

"Anyway, I am herding one sheep and driving two sheep."

Teacher Jiang said.

"That's great." Lin Qiu smiled and said, "By the way, Teacher Jiang, I have elf food here made by my son. Would you like to take a look?"

"Oh? Did he do it himself?"

"Yes."

Lin Qiu took out a small bag of elf food that Chen Mu had brought from home.

Teacher Jiang picked up one, put it in front of her nose and smelled it.

There was a look of disappointment on his face.

This frightened Lin Qiu, fearing that Teacher Jiang would change his mind because of this elf food.

"I'm old and can't smell it anymore."

Teacher Jiang sighed and stuffed the elf food into her mouth.

After a while, a somewhat surprised expression appeared on his face.

"He really made this himself? Is it prepared for fire-attributed elves?"

"Yes, his initial elf is a fire-spotted cat."

"Oh, no wonder I tasted the taste of dried fish." Teacher Jiang smiled and said, "I accept this disciple. Can I take away the rest of the elf food?"

"No problem at all."

Lin Qiu felt relieved, relieved, and smiled from ear to ear.

"You try it too."

Teacher Jiang bent down, holding a few pieces of elf food made by Chen Mu in his hand, and handed it to the long-haired dog's mouth.

The long-haired dog was not polite and ate it directly.

"woooo~"

Such a cry came from the mouth of the long-haired dog.

The sound is very light.

He also shook his long hair.

"Do you think it's good too, Shaggy Dog?" Teacher Jiang said with a smile.

"woooo~"

Teacher Jiang was about to pay. The aromatic mushrooms she bought were not cheap.

But Lin Qiu refused, saying it was for tuition.

Teacher Jiang said: "When I accept a disciple, I never charge tuition fees. If you insist on paying, then I won't accept you as a disciple either."

Only then did Lin Qiu agree.

......

Chen Mu and Huoban Miao had finished their training for the day and were walking home.

From afar, I saw that there seemed to be a lot of people surrounding the end of the road.

Over there, it seems to be a somewhat old elf battle arena.

It's a street battle arena.

"Why are so many people gathered on the battlefield today?"

"Meow?" Fire Spot Meow also tilted his cat's head. In fact, he didn't care what happened over there.

But there is some curiosity, which is also part of the nature of cats.

"Let's go and have a look."

Chen Mu guessed that someone should be fighting there.

If it's not a battle, then why are you gathering around the street and fighting on the battlefield?

Could it be square dancing?

A battleground on the street.

Two trainers stood at opposite ends of the battlefield.

One didn't look much older than Chen Mu, and the other had stubble on his chin, so he must be in his 20s anyway.

"Are you sure you want to challenge me?" the man with the stubble on his chin asked.

"I'm sure."

"Then it's agreed, there are no special rules, but there is a bet, 100 yuan. If I win, you give me 100 yuan. If I lose, I give you 500 yuan."

"Okay, come on now! I won't lose!"

"Then, the elf I want to use is this one! Go! Walking Grass!"

A very energetic looking walking grass appeared on the battlefield.

"Sa!"

The older trainer with a stubble on his chin smiled evilly.

He took out his elf ball from his waist: "Then my elf is you! Go! Charmander!"

The trainer of Walking Grass opened his mouth, as if he couldn't believe it.

"He just used Squirtle to defeat his opponent's small fist stone, but he didn't expect that there was also a Charmander."

The people watching on the edge of the field were talking quietly.

They all saw the battle just now. A trainer who used a small fist stone was defeated by his Squirtle.

No one thought that he had a second elf.

This can also be said to be the gap between amateurs and non-amateurs.

If you don't take the trainer path, you won't be able to train too many elves.

This is the case for the young and careless trainer on the field.

He took it for granted that he only had one elf, Squirtle.

Therefore, he felt that his walking grass had attribute advantages and would definitely win.That's why I stood up to challenge this trainer, hoping to win 500 yuan.

His confidence can be seen from the way he throws the walking grass elf ball.

But now, he is the one whose attributes are restrained.

Now the 500 yuan is definitely out of the question, and you may have to pay 100 yuan more.

He felt very bad.

"Walking grass! Dissolving liquid!"

"Charmander! Sparkle!"

The trainer of the walking grass knows that the grass attribute skill of his walking grass has very limited damage due to attribute restraint, so he chose the poison attribute dissolving liquid skill.

Walking Grass was obviously no match for Charmander. After only a few rounds of fighting, he fell to Charmander's sparks.

There are still some burnt marks on the body of the walking grass.

"Walking grass!"

His trainer knelt down in front of the walking grass anxiously, put the walking grass back into the poke ball, and planned to leave.

"Oh, wait, you haven't paid me yet."

The trainer with stubble on his chin stopped him and said.

The trainer of Walking Grass was worried about Walking Grass's injury and was very happy, but he also took out a hundred-dollar bill with some reluctance.

"Thanks for your patronage, I will set up a ring here for some time to come. You are welcome to challenge again."

The stubbled trainer smiled.

"Okay, who else wants to challenge next?"

He took back the Charmander and glanced around the crowd: "If you win, you will get 500 yuan."

"Doesn't anyone have the courage?"

"You think you can't beat me?"

"I'm coming! I'm coming to meet you!" A little fat man walked out of the crowd.

Chen Mu and Huoban Miao also happened to arrive at the battle site and crowded in the crowd to join in the fun.

"Little Fatty?" Chen Mu recognized the little Fatty. After all, this place was near his home, so it was normal to meet an acquaintance.