I'll know if this elf is good or not

If the appraiser was given one second to react, he would be able to throw the poke ball in minutes and teach the little Lada, who is less than twenty levels, to be a mouse.

"Ahem, cough, I let you see a joke, young man, thanks to your help just now." Old Feng drank his saliva, cleared his throat, and looked at Su Bai with admiration.

The elf Su Bai used just now is Meow Meow. It has a natural bloodline to suppress the mouse elves like Little Lada. Even if the level is two levels lower than the mouse elves, it can normally suppress and beat them. The most important thing is to let the mouse elves Subconsciously dare not resist.

what?

Why do you say that Miaomiao of a certain Arrow team is always bullied by an electric mouse?

That's because the yellow-skinned mouse was turned on.

With this power of 20 volts and [-] years of skill (very true), the alpaca will have weak legs when it comes.

Su Bai said politely: "I admire the old man's reserve of knowledge. It was just a matter of effort."

"Even if I don't make a move, with your strength, old man, as long as you find the right opportunity, it should be easy to punish that rogue..."

I don't know if the flattery caught Su Bai, but at least it gave him enough face.

Without wasting time afterwards, Su Bai simply used Meow Meow to conduct the trainer assessment test.

As for Miaomiao's strength, a few people had seen it just now. Even if they were suppressed by blood, they would directly defeat the existence of Little Lada, who was at level 20.

In other words, the strength is at least level [-].

Considering Su Bai's age, this strength is a bit astonishing.

"Student Su Bai, isn't it... You are also here to assess the intermediate trainer?" Feng Lao asked while flipping through the information about Su Bai at hand.

Su Bai nodded: "Yes."

"That's right. At this age, I'm here to assess the qualifications of an intermediate trainer. Even if I fail this time, my future achievements will not be much worse than those young people in Zhongdu."

Old Feng put down the manual in his hand, and before Miaomiao used the test paper, he observed it with the naked eye.

It's okay if you don't observe, but once you observe, you will be stunned.

"unbelievable……"

"Unbelievable..."

"Unheard of!"

Every time he said a word, Feng Lao couldn't help but take a step closer to Miaomiao.

Finally, when he was about to approach the safe distance of Miaomiao, Miaomiao jumped directly into Su Bai's arms.

As if swearing his own identity, he even rubbed against Su Bai specially.

There are always people who are greedy for Ben Meow's body.

But Ben Meow already has another half.

That old two-legged beast over there, you—don't come here!

But Mr. Feng doesn't care if Miaomiao is married or not, he just wants to see.

That posture really looks like a thief.

Su Bai couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he could only avoid it with his arms around Miaomiao.

"That... Old Feng, elegant, don't forget elegant."

It was the same female appraiser just now, seeing that Mr. Feng was about to drool like a moron, so she couldn't help reminding her.

"Ah? Oh, ahem..."

Feng Lao woke up like a dream, coughed lightly, then looked at Su Bai and said, "Young man, you really shocked me."

"You meow, you have the characteristics of many meows from different regions..."

"From the appearance of the hair, it looks like a pirate meow with steel attributes in a certain country. It looks very fluffy..."

"But judging by the way you touch it, it's obviously not prickly, which means the hair is soft."

"The outer contours of the ears are slightly gray..."

"The most important thing is the gold coin. There is a little dark color in the gold coin..."

"is it?"

Su Bai hugged Miaomiao in his arms, and quietly blocked Elder Feng's gaze.

This old man knows a lot, so you can't expose it too much in front of him.

Thinking about it in his heart, but Su Bai still had a smile on his face.

"It's amazing, but I'm here today for research. Regarding Miaomiao's appearance, I have the opportunity to communicate with Mr. Feng."

"Now can I check the level first?"

"of course can."

Old Feng nodded, and handed Su Bai a test paper.

"Actually, the old man thinks there is no need to test it."

"From the perspective of the growth rate of this meow, it is no different from the thirty-level meow..."

"Level [-]?"

"Old Feng, are you kidding me?"

The appraiser team stood together and looked at Su Bai in disbelief. They were stunned when they said that they were at level [-]. Elf at level [-], isn't that the category of advanced trainers?

Old Feng smiled and said nothing.

"The old man is overrated."

Here Su Bai finished the test, got the paper, handed it back to Mr. Feng, and said, "My Meow is only level 22."

Mr. Feng took the test paper, without looking at it or being embarrassed, and handed it to other appraisers directly.

"Student Su Bai, you have passed the first round of level tests."

"Please work hard for the next written test and practical competition."

Su Bai nodded to Old Feng.

Walk slowly towards the entrance of the next test level.

The appraiser here took the paper from Feng Lao's hand, all curious.

"Master Feng, that student's meow is obviously only level 22, why do you say it is no different from a level [-] elf?"

Old Feng turned around and said with a smile: "I didn't say that it must be level [-], but I just said that Meow Meow is no different from level [-]..."

This specious tone made other appraisers look puzzled.

Mr. Feng seems to be in a good mood now, and patiently explained to the junior appraisers: "To put it in an easy-to-understand way, that is to say, this kid's meow can leapfrog the battle."

"Leapfrog battle?"

The level of elves is strict. Although attributes and moves can make up for it, there are almost no elves who can fight at higher levels simply by relying on basic values.

Unless it is those mythical beasts that have not been recorded in the legend, phantom beasts...

"And in the human realm, those who can make elves reach this level are usually only those quasi-kings and heavenly king-level trainers who can do it..."

"Clap..."

After listening to Mr. Feng's explanation, many appraisers present lost their glasses all over the place.

It is rare to hear that this master appraiser is so optimistic about a young man, but those few young people often soar into the sky.

……

Come to the next venue.

This is a bit like a classroom for elective courses in colleges and universities, with four rows of stepped seats in front of it.

Su Bai found that besides himself, many trainers of different ages and genders had gathered here in advance.

Some are old men over fifty years old, some are young office workers, and some are housewives in aprons.

Judging from the scene, Su Bai seemed to be the youngest candidate on the scene.

So when he entered the arena, many people glanced at him inadvertently.

But he took a look, and quickly lowered his head to think about his own things.

These people seem to be under a lot of pressure, and most of them rest their chins on the back of their hands, stepping on the ground with their heels to beat the beat, as if they want to relax themselves a little in this way.