Elf, I am really a farmer

Qin Ming stood in the shadows beside the stadium, his brows knitted tightly into a knot, his eyes full of confusion, his lips trembling slightly.

He seemed to be arguing with something silently. His hands subconsciously tugged at the corners of his clothes, wrinkling them.

"What should I do? Do I really have to fight someone who is related to Dr. Chu Feng? Will I be in trouble if I win?

But if I back down now, I will become a laughing stock and live in shame for the rest of my life. I will be branded a coward forever."

Qin Ming kept thinking in his mind, his voice as weak as the buzzing of a mosquito.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, sparkling in the light like tiny diamonds.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if to dispel all the boredom and hesitation in his heart.

"Well, now that things have come to this, there is no turning back.

Dr. Chu Feng has always had a good reputation, so he probably won't bother with me. Let's fight. Seeing that the opponent is so young, I'll show some mercy when we fight later."

Qin Ming talked to himself, his eyes gradually became firm, he loosened his hands that were grabbing the corner of his clothes, and shook his arms vigorously, as if to throw all his worries away.

Then, he strode towards the ring, each step carried with him a desperate momentum, as if the whole world only consisted of him and the upcoming battle.

Wen Qi was about to turn around and leave the stadium when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him.

He looked back and saw Li Lei rushing towards him in a hurry.

Li Lei had a serious look on his face, staring straight at Wen Qi, and said in a hurried and sincere tone:

"Wenqi, to be honest, I'm not quite sure how strong you are, but you must be quite capable to be able to participate in this competition.

However, I have to remind you that Qin Ming is not easy to deal with. Among all of us, his strength is the only one that I am very afraid of. "

Li Lei's voice was low and powerful, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his expression was solemn, as if he was telling a huge secret.

Wen Qi's originally relaxed mood instantly became focused. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, like a ripple on the calm lake.

But soon, a confident smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth, like a blooming flower.

He folded his hands in front of his chest, raised his head slightly, and responded in a relaxed but confident tone:

"Thank you for telling me, Brother Li. I will definitely handle it carefully.

However, I also want to say that I, Wenqi, am not someone who can be easily bullied. I have my own abilities. "

After saying that, he waved to Li Lei in a cool manner, and then rushed towards the ring like an arrow, leaving only a gust of wind swirling in place.

Li Lei looked at Wen Qi's receding back and was stunned for a moment. He looked at a loss and a little embarrassed.

He stood there blankly, scratching his head, and a hint of curiosity and expectation gradually emerged in his eyes, like two seeds that had just sprouted.

"Hey, this kid has quite a bit of personality. Okay, then I'll wait and see how capable you are."

Li Lei muttered to himself, folding his hands across his chest, staring at the direction where Wen Qi disappeared without blinking.

It was as if he wanted to penetrate the space with his eyes and know in advance the outcome of this upcoming exciting duel.

Qin Ming and Wen Qi came to the venue to draw lots together. Qin Ming looked at Wen Qi and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"This boy is really young."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of complex emotions in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was lamenting the wonder of time.

The referee in charge of the draw saw the two of them coming over, especially when he saw Wen Qi's young and immature face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face.

But because of his duty, he quickly came to his senses, cleared his throat and said:

"You two should discuss who will draw the lot?"

Qin Ming had a faint smile on his face, a hint of humility in his eyes, and said loudly:

"Let No. 16 come. After all, he is younger, and I should show some humility."

After saying this, he laughed softly, with a hint of open-mindedness in his laughter.

Wen Qi was speechless after hearing this and thought to himself:

"Just because I'm young is not something I can decide."

But he did not refuse. He took a step forward and reached into the lottery box.

His expression was focused and serious, his eyes fixed on the lottery box. After a while, he slowly drew out a lot, unfolded it, and saw that it was the grass field.

Wen Qi's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible joy, and he said secretly in his heart:

"not bad."

Qin Ming saw this result, nodded slightly, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

“This kid is very lucky.

In this way, the Bug and Grass attribute Pokémon that he is participating in the battle this time will definitely get a lot of help.

But for me, it’s no big deal. I have a fighting attribute. As long as I don’t encounter a water venue that is particularly unfavorable to me, the difference in other venues is not much.

And the water venue is not entirely water, there is always a place to stand."

He folded his hands across his chest, spoke in a calm tone, and his eyes revealed confidence and calmness, as if everything was under his control.

After the venue was determined, the two walked towards the ring side by side.

Qin Ming was the first to appear on the stage. His steps were steady and powerful, each step was firm. He had an upright posture, head held high and chest puffed out, giving people a feeling of majesty without even being angry.

When the audience saw him come on stage, they just talked a few times and didn't react much.

But when Wen Qi appeared on the stage, the entire audience suddenly became like a boiling pot, and it was extremely lively.

Exclamations and discussions rose one after another, like surging waves.

"No way. Am I seeing things? How come this person, so young, is participating in the competition?"

An audience member opened his eyes wide, spoke loudly in disbelief, his voice full of doubt.

"Isn't this a backdoor? But this backdoor is too obvious. How can this little guy come to this place?"

Another audience member said with a mocking tone and a big grin.

"Hahaha, I don't think this young man can last five minutes."

A burly man shouted at the top of his voice, with disdain on his face.

"Five more minutes. I think three minutes will be enough."

The people around him echoed with a playful smile on their faces.

"Is it possible that this young man is stronger?"

A faint voice sounded above the noise, but was instantly drowned out.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. How can someone so young have any strength?

Even if this young man is from a big family, everyone who is fighting here is from a big family. No matter how talented he is, he can’t compare to him.”

A guy with a pointed face and monkey cheeks shouted shrilly, his eyes full of contempt.

"Indeed, you are still too young."

Everyone nodded and talked at once, and all kinds of words that looked down on Wen Qi came like a tide.