Chapter 15 You snake-printed bear, something is wrong
Jiang Xiaoning: "Well, although I know you shouldn't gossip about people behind their backs, that fruit drink shop is so annoying, especially the acting store manager. It’s so irritating. There’s only a limited amount of fruit drinks to sell. It’s no wonder they can only open a shop in an alley! I’ve found a shop in Liutianping! , Beiyu is so big, I don’t believe that I can’t find one..."
Jiang Xiaoning rattled off 800 words, and Chen Yuan yawned sleepily.
The league app has been officially updated. The schedule for the first day of the rookie league has been finalized. The first round of auditions will be the day after tomorrow.
Tomorrow is the last day of training. Do you want to increase the intensity?
He replied casually: "By the way, I heard that he has a VIP group. Have you joined the group?"
Jiang Xiaoning: "Absolutely not."
Chen Yuan: "I heard that there are irregular intervals. Free fruit drinks are given out."
Jiang Xiaoning: "Free, that's all."
Chen Yuan: "You can also customize limited drinks. In the long run, there may be no limit."
Jiang Xiaoning: "Ahhh! I deleted the QR code for joining the group! Ahri, are you in the group? Drag me into the group."
Deleted?
Chen Yuan chuckled and turned off his phone.
As soon as I cover myself with the quilt, I go to sleep. I still have to do morning exercise tomorrow. It’s a damn ten kilometers!
……
Xiaoli stuffed the last batch of collections under the bed, narrowed his eyes, and showed a satisfied expression.
I took a bite of the fruit I picked up and frowned.
It was obviously delicious before, but now I feel...
Why doesn't it taste good?
The pulp made by Chen Yuan is still delicious!
He threw it away but was reluctant to part with it. After eating it in a few mouthfuls, the little raccoon patted his belly and looked at the time again.
It's...one o'clock...that's right.
Looking at Chen Yuan who was sleeping like a dead pig, Xiaoli sneaked out of the room.
Familiar road, familiar elf center, there is a huge figure in the glass sliding door.
The little raccoon dog ran over.
"Zeeeeeeee~" It's coming, it's coming.
Jun Yusha’s wind speed dog glanced at the snake bear cub.
“Woof~”
With a sweep of his tail, he rolled the little raccoon onto his back. With a little force, he rushed up to the outer wall of the third floor of the Elf Center.
For Qiao Beiyi's North District Elf Center, Feng Su Gou was familiar with the road and found the side room on the third floor. His tail swept the glass window and made a slight sound.
After waiting for a while, the glass window opened.
“lucky~”
The lucky egg smiled softly while stroking its palms.
"Woof~" Fengsugou nodded, took Xiaoli and walked into the room unceremoniously.
Looking around, seeing that the decorations in Geely’s room were all in good condition, Fengsu Dog gave an admiration, “Woof~”
Old teammate, your new room is well decorated.
“lucky~” Geely Dan picked up the little raccoon and rubbed it lovingly. He pointed downstairs and signaled the wind speed dog to follow.
"Zeeeeeeee~" Xiaoli nodded repeatedly.
The three elves quietly entered the training room on the second floor...the mixing room next to it.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak~” Little Li jumped down, and after a few rummagings, he found the fruit pulp that Chen Yuan had given him for training.
Feng Su Gou's eyes lit up and his big head leaned over.
Gilidan shook his head, there was really nothing he could do against these two guys, didn’t they say they were here for training? Why did I eat it? But since I have nothing to do, I'll try it too.
“lucky~”
The next morning.
Chen Yuan stretched out a lot.
Xiaoli was still lying in bed, and Chen Yuan took the opportunity to pinch his little nose.
Even if he is asleep, the little guy's fluffy tail is wagging unconsciously, and his little nose is twitching. It's so cute.
Rolling up his sleeves, Chen Yuan turned on the mixer.
All the training meals are stored in the Elf Center, which is enough for Xiao Tan’s training needs.
"It's enough to make breakfast." Chen Yuan thought to himself.
An hour later.
In the Elf Center, Chen Yuan looked at the empty refrigerator, the nonchalant auspicious eggs, and the snake-print bear baby running wildly on the treadmill, and suddenly fell into deep thought.
Where did my twenty-some servings of pulp go?
……
October 7th.
The Beiyu Rookie Competition started with great fanfare.
In just two days, more than 3,000 new trainers signed up.
More than a hundred venues and battle arenas are open at the same time. Countless new trainers poured into it.
The silent Beiyu City seemed to become noisy overnight.
Chen Yuan’s first audition was at the battle venue No. 36.
After checking his ID, he and Xiaoli sat in the player aisle.
From time to time, students would leave the venue with their elves, some sighing, some beaming with joy, and some holding the elves and crying. The first game for the newcomers left precious memories.
“Season 1-36-8 of Group A of the Auditions, Contestant No. 288 Chen Yuan, versus Contestant No. 798 Fujimayama.”
“Let’s go ”
"Squeak, squeak, squeak."
The snake bear baby jumped onto his shoulders. At this moment, Chen Yuan could feel the little guy's breathing quickening.
"Don't be nervous, just use your strength normally."
"Squeak." Xiaoli nodded lightly.
Walking through the player tunnel, the sound is far away.
There was only the sound of footsteps.
When the light from the passage gradually occupied all the field of vision, Chen Yuan was already standing on the battlefield.
The blue sandstone beneath your feet has a unique texture and is a standard arena venue.
The sound of Xiaoli's gentle breathing could be heard in his ears. It seemed that the little guy had relaxed.
"Zeeeeeeee~" The little guy looked around, a little curious, why, there is no audience?
Chen Yuan smiled and touched the snake bear's little head.
“Only when you enter the main match, will there be an audience to see you.”
“Zeeeeeeeeee~” After a moment of silence, Xiaoli suddenly jumped off his shoulders, his fighting spirit high.
I want to enter the main draw!
So this game must be won.
Only then did Chen Yuan raise his head and look across.
He is a boy wearing the uniform of No. 8 Middle School, about 1.8 meters tall.
"It's also a key high school. I don't know what kind of elves are used." Chen Yuan thought to himself.
"Fujimayama players, please send your elf."
"Okay." He took out the elf ball from his arms and threw it hard. The blue light shone and the elf ball bounced back into his palm. .
"A very standard pitching posture." Chen Yuan thought to himself.
Beiyu No. 8 Middle School, together with Beiyu High School, is a provincial key high school, but it has a higher quality of students and teachers than Beiyu High School.
Looking at the field again, opposite the snake bear, there is already an elf made of rock, the Little Fist Stone.
The elf that has obviously passed its newborn period has been cultivated for more than a month.
“I heard that the whole school of No. 8 Middle School is running away this year, and all freshmen will choose the initial elf on the first day of enrollment.”
It has been starting for a month, and it is a small fist stone with extremely high defense. This is a promising prospect in the qualifiers.
If Xiaoli was an ordinary newcomer’s elf, he would definitely be in trouble.
The referee raised his right hand, "Both players are in position, the game begins."
"Impact."
The moment the referee finished speaking, Chen Yuan issued an instruction .
Almost instantly, Xiaoli rushed out.
"It turned out to be a snake-print bear. It seems I'm lucky." The 1.8-meter boy crossed his arms and sneered.
"What can the Serpentine Bear do with his little attack power? He can hit rocks normally, but also use physical attacks against attributes, haha.
Faced with the defense power of the Little Fist Stone, he can do anything. No. How did your teacher teach you?
Small fist stone, use the impact..."
Before the boy could finish his voice, the snake bear baby's head had already hit him.
“There’s so much nonsense.” Chen Yuan muttered in a low voice. The No. 8 Middle School taught theoretical postures well, but actual practice still depends on training and experience.
Two elves collided together.
A white light flashed past Xiaoli's head. It was an "impact" close to the master level, directly calling upon the tree fruit energy contained in his body.
Bang!
The small fist stone had no resistance and was thrown directly. After rolling for several times, it finally stopped at the edge of the field.
The rocks on his body were a little scattered, and there were circles in his eyes, but he still insisted on standing up.
Hey guys, I have developed the "Strong" trait.
"Little Fist Stone, how are you, Little Fist Stone!"
"Throw sand, solve it."
The snake-printed baby bear slaps its front paws, masterfully splashing sand.
The green sand stone suddenly turned into gravel and gravel, blasting towards the small fist stone.
"Bang!" The small fist stone fell again for several times, staggered, and could no longer stand up.
"Dudu, the little fist stone has lost its ability to fight, and player Chen Yuan wins."
"Let's go." Chen Yuan smiled, and the little raccoon jumped up to his shoulder in a few steps.
As he turned around, Chen Yuan vaguely heard his opponent yelling at the referee: "That sand splash just now is nothing! The textbook clearly states that the power of sand splash is negligible, so why can his sand splash directly blow away my little fist stone!" "
"And what's the impact? How could my little fist be seriously injured? There's definitely something wrong with this snake bear!"
The referee had no expression on his face and pressed the button.
Suddenly two men in suits entered the scene. Under their sunglasses, their expressions could not be seen clearly.
“The fairness of the league cannot be doubted. The elves of every participating player are all legal and compliant. Please leave the battlefield immediately.”
The 1.8 meter tall boy looked at the two tall men in sunglasses who were more than two meters tall. After all, he said nothing and left angrily.
“There’s obviously something wrong with that snake bear!”
(End of this chapter)