This trainer of elves is super surge

The intensive daily training began. He memorized all the skills of Kodak Duck deeply in his mind, and asked the breeder hired by the family to release Bada Butterfly to cooperate with Shen Zong for an afternoon of practical training.

Returning to the residence arranged by Long Bo at night, he fetched water and wiped the little Guoran carefully. Its soft body like jelly taught Kodak how to use meditation instead of sleeping.

One person and two elves took advantage of the bright white moonlight shining into the room outside the window, sitting cross-legged on a three-meter-wide bed made of unknown elf down, closing their eyes tiredly and entering a deep state of meditation.

...

AM, 07:30.

"Dong dong dong." (Knocking on the door)

"Master, you have six knockout matches to play today. We should set off in half an hour."

"Do you want me to ask the chef to deliver breakfast to your room?"

Shen Zong, who was full of energy and standing in front of the bathroom glass, wiping his hair with a white towel, heard Uncle Long's thoughtful inquiry outside the door.

Youyou turned around and took a look at Xiao Guoran, who was happily jumping up and down on the bedside, telling jokes, and Ke Keya who had the word "don't understand" dazedly on his face.

He calmly hung the towel back on the holder in front of the mirror, and replied with a very relaxed smile:

"Let's go downstairs to eat and try to save time. I want to see the competition venue in advance."

"Also, Long Bo, are you sure the player information is correct? Why are my six opponents' initial elves almost all with novice-level strength?"

I saw my young master leading the two elves out of the room slowly, while speaking in a confused voice about the players' information.

Long Bo, whose expression did not change at all, turned around and slowly guided him to the restaurant. He placed his hand in front of the button on his abdomen, shook his beard and replied righteously:

"Of course ordinary people can't compare with you, young master. Being able to upgrade an elf to the novice stage in one year is already very impressive for them."

"Besides, this is the first time that the Little Heavenly King Cup has been reorganized. Trainers who do not comply with the alliance's 15-year-old requirement for receiving initial elves will not be able to sign up to participate."

"Well, except for you, the well-read young master, most of the other family heirs are the first elf conquered at the age of ten, so they are not eligible to participate..."

After receiving Long Bo's last sentence and a slightly weird reply, Shen Zong sat at the dining table and quickly chatted with the elf. After finishing a nutritious breakfast, Shen Zong seemed not to hear the abnormality in his words.

Slowly showing a harmless smile, he stood up gracefully and walked quickly towards the private car parked outside the gate of the manor.

"It's getting late, let's leave as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir."

"Buzz! Buzz!" (engine starting sound)

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Time sped up silently, bringing the scene to the arena of the Little Heavenly King Cup.

In the O-shaped arena, facing the big screen in the auditorium, there is a passionate host holding a microphone.

As well as the two elves who were fighting intensely, and their trainers standing at opposite ends of the arena.

"Ga∽ah"

"Wow! What did we see? Kodama actually used Izuku's wave, but Takiji's big tongue couldn't dodge and he swallowed the blow!"

"Can Big Tongue still stand up? Can it still fight back with its huge and flexible tongue!"

"thump!…"

"Dear viewers, the winner of this game is now born! Let us cheer loudly for player Shen Zong and his Kodakya who has won five games in a row!"

"This! This! This is impossible!!"

Under the scorching sun, a young man wearing green overalls and shorts said this in shock. He quickly stepped forward and hugged Big Tongue who was lying on the ground. Then he looked blankly at Ke, who was wagging his tail and returning to Shen Zong's side. Da Ya.

He couldn't believe at all that the powerful wave of water just now was released by this stupid duck that looked harmless to humans and animals, opening its mouth...

By the way, there is also the elegant young man opposite who has been smiling since the beginning of the game and has a graceful appearance.

Whose duck can use Izuku's wave at this age?Unsurprisingly, it must be another big family, specially coming out to compete with the gold-plated young master!

Sure enough, the organizers of the Little Heavenly King Cup simply failed to implement the new rule that only trainers who receive Pokémon at the age of 15 can participate in this competition.

"I like your combat command style very much. I wonder if you are free tonight. I would like to invite everyone to have a casual meal together and get to know each other."

After the short brainstorming was over, the boy in shorts squatted on the ground when he saw Shen Zong calmly walking up to him and extending a dinner invitation with a smile. Many thoughts flashed through his mind.

But in the end, he chose to put on a very disdainful and arrogant expression, took out the Poké Ball and took back the big tongue that fell unconscious on the ground, and walked out of the competition venue with a slightly lonely figure.

"I, Takiji, have never been defeated, so I don't need the pity of noble young masters like you!"

Looking at the boy in shorts who left after a strong refusal, Jing Jing reached out and touched Shen Zong, who could reach the head of a duck. There was a hint of indifference deep in his eyes.

Maintaining the family's face is indeed important, but there is no need to waste your time and brains on such a brainless and stubborn donkey.

He relaxed his body and walked back to the preparation table where Long Bo was sitting. He picked up a few fresh orange fruits picked this morning and fed them into the long and flat mouth of the duck.

Now it is clear that this Little Heavenly King Cup, where geniuses are scarce, must have been secretly planned by his parents and family, hoping that he could take this opportunity to become famous and recruit some capable helpers from Shen Zong along the way.

With cold eyes, he looked around at the players who had successfully advanced to the top [-] in the preparation table. Then he reached out and patted Xiao Guoran, who was anxious to go on to the battle, and whispered to himself with a calm expression:

"These people may be limited by their family origins, and the elves they conquer basically have low potential and qualifications. If they don't have any special adventures in this life, then what they can achieve in the future..."

"When, when, when."

"The sixteen-to-eight competition begins now."

"Players Shenzong and Saburo please come on!"

The seat under his butt had not yet been warmed, and Shen Zong, who was making careful and careful selections with the intention of looking for jade among the many gravels, heard the host's voice inviting him to come on the stage from the speaker.

The elegant smile on his face continued, and he stood up generously to lead the team to win five games in a row. But he didn't look happy, and his expression was still a bit silly.

Walking to the east side of the arena, he looked straight at his opponent.

Emmm...

A boy in shorts wearing a green T-shirt.

Bada Hu relies on three fans to gain a foothold in the competition.

Before coming here, Shen Zong was still looking forward to participating in a formal competition for the first time in his life.

At this moment, there is no doubt that these six opponents, carefully selected by the organizer, have made them lose their tolerance and patience.

"Can reach the duck, control it with the body-fixation method. The water fluctuations will wet the bad butterfly, and then use the power of mind to give it the final blow."