Chapter 16 Bye!

Day two.

After two days of competition, there are only sixty or so contestants left.

At this rate, about three days.

The whole competition is over.

After all, as the number of contestants decreases, the number of daily competitions will increase.

"Number 3!"

Looking at the number in his hand, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Lian Nishang in front of him.

Lian Nishang chuckled and said, "Today I can watch you compete first!"

Having said that, Lian Nishang took out his number.

"Number 8!"

"Casual!"

Lin Mo glanced at Lian Nishang, and then walked to the competition venue.

Number three, which means that the third match today is me.

"Come out!"

Seeing that his opponent hadn't appeared yet, Lin Mo turned his wrist directly, and a poke ball landed firmly on the ground.

The hazel big needle bee fluttered its wings and landed beside it.

The sharp steel needles shine brightly under the sunlight.

"Your big needle bee! Very powerful!"

At this moment, a boy with a short cut came to the opposite side.

Holding an elf ball in his hand, he said, "I watched yesterday's competition!"

With a "click", a poke ball landed firmly on the ground.

Accompanied by a flash of red light.

An elf has stopped in front of him.

A hazel elf appeared in front of the inch-headed boy.

"Ding dong! We found the Elf Dajia 20 meters ahead!"

【Big beetle (bug)】

[Level: LV14 (novice level)]

[Characteristic: Strange force pliers]

[Skills: Clamping, Qi Gathering, Tightening, Hardening, Bug Bite]

[Potential: Elite Level]

"Dajia at level 14?"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and muttered in a low voice: "The strength is not weak!"

Although they are both insect-type elves, their status is very different.

Even compared with those few Yusanjia, Dajia can take advantage of it.

"Game start!"

Seeing that the two elves were released, the teacher waved his hand to signal the official start of the game.

Lin Mo patted the body of the big needle bee lightly, and said, "Go!"

The big needle bee flickered, turned into a phantom, and disappeared in place in an instant.

And when the big needle bee appeared again, it had already arrived in front of Dajia.

The sharp steel needle instantly pierced Dajia's chest.

"Crack!" With a sound, a blood hole instantly appeared on Dajia's chest.

Bright red blood continuously flowed out from his chest.

"Tighten!"

The cropped boy looked very calm and didn't panic because Da Jia was injured.

Immediately, Dajia opened his hands and hugged the big needle bee.

With the small waist of the big needle bee, if it is tied tightly, it will hit.

It must be a devastating blow to the big needle bee.

"dodge!"

As Lin Mo's words fell, the big needle bee not far away waved its wings and dodged in an instant.

"Poison needle!"

Lin Mo glanced at the wound on Dajia's chest that was bleeding continuously, and chose to pursue the victory.

"Shhhhhh!"

Accompanied by the piercing sound of piercing the air, one after another dark purple poisonous needles.

One by one, they pierced the wound on Dajia's chest.

In an instant, the blood that was flowing out gradually turned into lavender.

"not good!"

The inch-cut man's eyes widened and he exclaimed.

With a piercing wound on his chest, Dajia still has fighting power, but if he is poisoned.

Whether Dajia can continue to fight is unknown.

"Hey!"

The inch-cut man hesitated for a moment, finally sighed, looked at the big needle bee in the distance, and said, "I admit defeat!"

In the end, the boys still focused on the safety of Dajia and gave up the next competition.

Seeing this, the teacher at the side raised his right hand: "The big needle bee wins!"

Hearing the voice in his ear, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised, and he walked slowly to the side of the stands.

"My name is Qian Sanyi!"

The inch-cut man took a deep look at Lin Mo and said, "Next time in the competition, I will definitely defeat you!"

"Ok!"

Lin Mo took a deep look at Qian Sany, and left slowly.

"Why is your big needle bee so powerful?"

At this moment, Lian Nishang came over, his eyes fixed on Lin Mo.

It was as if he wanted to see through Lin Mo completely.

Lin Mo glanced at Lian Nishang, and smiled faintly: "It's mainly due to the hard work of the big needle bee."

"cut!"

Lian Nishang naturally saw what Lin Mo meant, but he just didn't want to discuss it with himself.

As for the competition of practicing neon clothes, Lin Mo did not choose to watch it.

Knowing the strength of its strong chicken is nothing more than that, there is no need to stare at its every competition.

Time passed, just over two hours.

More than thirty competitions have ended, and there are still 35 people left.

"Continue to draw lots!"

The dean glanced at his watch and shouted to the thirty or so students below.

"number 18?"

Looking at the label in his hand, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, unexpectedly, it was the last competition in the second round.

"No. 18 bye!"

After seeing the number that Lin Mo took out, the teaching director at the side said directly: "You can go to the cafeteria to eat."

"???"

The 34 students present stared wide-eyed, only staring at Lin Mo.

It never occurred to me that there was still a bye.

This is actually impossible.

35 people.

Exactly seventeen competitions, and the extra people are not easy to deal with.

Best to deal with byes only.

"That's good, I'm going to eat!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Mo's mouth, and he waved to the students behind him who were standing in the competition field staring at the hot sun.

Turn away.

Inside the canteen.

"Who do you think will win No.1 this year!"

"If you want me to say it must be practicing Nishang, look at how powerful his strong chicken is!"

"I think it's the big needle bee trainer, who is usually silent, but he is so powerful!"

. . . . . .

As soon as I entered the cafeteria, I heard a group of students whispering to each other.

Compared with the star sports that students in the previous life liked to talk about, here, only the elves are the ones that attract the most attention.

"Hmph! You lost too!"

At this moment, a girl walked up to Lin Mo, looked at Lin Mo, and curled her lips: "I knew you were lucky, you could beat me, but you couldn't win anyone else?"

"Oh!"

Lin Mo nodded, turned around and walked towards the dining window.

Lin Mo didn't know the girl's name, so there was no need to talk nonsense.

Shi Yun, who was originally complacent, looked at Lin Mo who turned and left, and froze in place for a moment.

It was as if he had clenched his fist and hit the sandbag with all his strength.

This sense of powerlessness made Shi Yun extremely sick.

"Shi Yun, what are you doing here?"

Qian Sanyi had just finished treating his elf in the infirmary when he saw Shi Yun standing at the door of the cafeteria.

"nothing!"

Shi Yun waved his hands weakly, but couldn't help looking at Qian Sanyi: "Could it be possible that you lost too?"

"Hi!"

Qian Sanyi sighed softly: "When I met a boy who is very powerful at using the big needle bee thief, he will kill me with one stroke of random attack and one stroke of poisonous needle!"

(End of this chapter)

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