The world has entered the age of mythical elves

"Good question." Fang Hang said with a smile: "Because he has won the first place in the East China Division seven times in a row. Zhejiang University is the defender, and we are the challengers. At that time, not only us, but all the competitions outside the province in the East China Division will be held Lin'an City, where Zhejiang University is located, is doing... this is the glory of the past, the accumulated privileges and home court advantage."

In the world of trainers, strength comes first.

Seeing that Roy understood, Fang Hang got up and walked in front of the other three school team members, and asked, "You haven't come to school for two months, and you haven't participated in club activities, do you need me to introduce you?" "?"

Roy smiled and said, "I had a chat with all the seniors when I just took the makeup photo."

There are only five active members of the school team.

The captain of the school team, the number one player, Fang Hang.

The second player, the only female in the team, is Mo Xuexin.

Contestant No. [-], originally Zhuo Feng, is now Roy.

Player No. [-], Yang Bowen, and Player No. [-], Yang Bowu, are brothers.

The number, in a sense, is a symbol of strength.

"Let's talk, but you only know the name? You don't know what the main elf is good at, do you?"

Fang Hang said so, turned his head to look at the other three members, and said, "Which one of you will introduce yourself first."

"Let me do it."

Mo Xuexin smiled at Roy. She didn't look like that kind of beauty, but she had a bookish temperament, which made people feel gentle and friendly, and she felt like facing an elder.

"I'm a senior this year, and I'm a trainer specializing in fire. I have five main elves to fight, and the sixth one is a bit short."

The name clearly has 'Snow' in it, but it's a specialization in the fire department. I can't tell, and the senior sister will also be cute...

Roy complained in his heart.

In the national college league, only 3 players are allowed to play in a game, but there are more main elves to choose from, which undoubtedly greatly deepens the depth of the bench.

Yang Bowen, who was next to him, joked: "It's a pity, Sister Mo was completely defeated by the Fang team's attributes. Otherwise, she would only play 3v3, which is no worse than the Fang team."

Mo Xuexin quickly shook her head: "Don't talk nonsense, I'm still far behind."

Hearing this, Roy probably had an idea of ​​Mo Xuexin's strength.

Fang Hang learned from Principal Fang and is a trainer specializing in water, and indeed completely restrained Mo Xuexin, who specialized in fire.

If the attribute restraint is not counted, if the strength is equal, Mo Xuexin's five elves should have reached the [racial limit value].As long as the sixth elf is cultivated, she will reach Fang Hang's level.

One by one, they are only one step away from the standard of an elite trainer.

It's only a matter of time, and it is estimated that he will become an elite trainer next semester.

This strength can indeed take on the No. [-] character in the team.

Immediately after introducing himself was Yang Bowen, who had just interrupted. He was a slightly fat guy. He hugged his twin brother and said with a smile, "Let's introduce together. Bowu and I are both juniors this year. It's the same grade as that Zhuo Feng who was eliminated by you, and his strength is also comparable to that kid."

Yang Bowu added: "On par, it refers to individual warfare. What my brother and I are good at is team warfare."

Roy translated it: Individual battles are equal to Zhuo Feng, and I can torture him to death in group battles.

Well, it turns out Brother Feng is so useless...

Roy began to wonder how Zhuo Feng got into the third position. It's a little watery.

As if seeing Roy's doubts, Fang Hang said with a smile: "Zhuo Feng's performance is very stable and balanced in both individual and team battles. Several of us have biased subjects. For example, Xue Xin and I are relatively Good at singles."

Mo Xuexin asked curiously: "What about you, Luo Xuedi, which style of play do you think you are better at?"

"It should be singles, I haven't played a 3v3 battle yet."

Roy wasn't sure.

In the competition between the school teams, individual battles will be held first, and then team battles will be held.

The loser gets no points.

Win one, lose one, get one point.

Win both individual and team battles and get three points.

From the perspective of Sheng Haida's team members, it is undoubtedly a school team that is better at individual combat.As for Jinghua, Peking University, and Zhejiang University, the three powerful schools are basically very strong in both individual and team battles, and have no shortcomings.

"You don't want to take this little guy into battle, do you?" Yang Bowen suddenly poked the little Nebula on Roy's shoulder curiously, "It doesn't look like it has any fighting power."

Little Xingyun was holding a tree fruit given by Mo Xuexin, chewing slowly on Roy's shoulder.He didn't get angry when Yang Bowen interrupted his meal, he showed him a silly smile, and continued to bury his head in cooking.

Roy was too lazy to complain about its lack of majesty as a 'god', and said casually: "It's called Little Nebula, and it doesn't count as my combat power. Well, it's just a housekeeping elf."

It is not uncommon for house elves to raise a few if the family conditions are good.

After a pause, Roy said in a joking tone: "Don't look at it as a foodie mascot, when it evolves, all of us together may not be enough for it to eat."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and suddenly roared with laughter.

"Hahahaha, my junior really knows how to joke!"

"(Li Hao) Don't tell me, some quasi-god elves have very weak larvae, such as the three evil dragons on Laomei's side, and the miniature dragons in our Dragon Kingdom..."

"The larvae of quasi-god elves are weak, but they will be extraordinary since they were young, but Little Nebula can only eat..."

"Really, Little Xingyun is so cute, being a mascot is enough!"

In the bus filled with laughter, the air was full of joy.

At this moment, a 'buzz one by one' text message sounded.

"It should be the opponent of the first battle confirmed."

Fang Hang said so, picked up the phone to read the text message, and suddenly, his expression changed: "Damn, take us as the winner of the opening match this year..."

Hearing this, the three of Mo Xuexin guessed something, and felt a little helpless.

Roy asked curiously, "What's going on?"

Fang Hang shrugged, threw the phone to look at it, and motioned him to look at it himself.

There was only one line written on the text message.

"National College League, East China Division, Suzhou Division, the first match."

"Jinling University vs. Shenghai University Mai."

One by one, the civil war between the six heavenly kings of Linhai. .

Chapter 119 The Legend of the Last Era

In the first match, they faced Jinling University, who is also the Sixth Heavenly King of Linhai, which Roy did not expect.

Since it is a points-based game, there is no shady drawing of lots.

Because every school team has to play once, it's just a matter of order.

However, among hundreds of participating schools, Roy didn't think it was a coincidence that he met Jinling University in the first round.

Sure enough, Fang Hang said helplessly: "This is an old official job. Every year in the opening match, we like to pit strong schools against each other to make the program more effective and topical. I'm still wondering which unlucky guy will be selected as the winner this year. , I didn't expect it to be us again..."

"Again?" Roy raised his eyebrows, "We were also last year?"

"That's right." Yang Bowen smiled, winked and said, "Our two families are very topical. Who asked us to represent Shenghai, and they represent Jinling..." As a local, Roy immediately understood the subtext .

Shenghai is a municipality directly under the Central Government, and Jinling is the capital of Suzhou Province.However, many people of the older generation in Suzhou would sneer when they mentioned 'Jinling, the capital of the province', with a little disdain, and instead recognized Shenghai's leading position.

Similarly, in the older generation, Sunan and Subei also looked down on each other.

This is a little knowledge that only those who have lived in Suzhou all year round know.

Of course, these are problems left over from the older generation, and the 530 youngsters of Roy's generation don't have any special feelings about them.

But the most influential supporters in the audience are undoubtedly these older generation locals.

The topic is full.

Yang Bowu said directly, "I used this trick last year, and I still use it this year. It's disgusting. The planner of this event is dead." What a refined and easy-going irascible old man... Roy smiled.

However, he could understand the dissatisfaction of the rest of the school team.

It's not that I'm afraid of Jinling University, it's just that it's very unstable to run into a strong team at the beginning...

A year passed, neither side knew each other well, and the intelligence collected stopped on paper.If you don't want to lose without knowing each other well, you can only go all out.Once you use all your strength, the strength of Sheng Hai University's school team will be fully exposed, without any intelligence advantage...

It's okay to be like this last year, after all, it's a custom, and it's Sheng Haida's turn.As a result, I never expected that the competition group would come again this year, and it was really disgusting for the popularity.

After several people complained a few more words, the bus stopped.

This is a five-star hotel closest to the Shenghai Arena, and it was booked a long time ago.

All the other schools that came from outside the city arrived one or two days earlier, but Shenghai University, a local school, was the most leisurely.

After staying in the hotel, Fang Hang printed a stack of information, which contained all the information that the Jinling University team could collect, and handed it over to everyone, telling them to take it seriously.

To win the championship, every point counts.

Silent all night.

The next day.

Roy got up early in the morning, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel room, brushed his teeth and washed his teeth.

In the sky outside the window, several helicopters could be seen hovering over the arena. Roy also saw the logo of the media leader 'Elf Daily' from a helicopter.

The rest of the helicopters should also be media reporters or related guests who came from various places.

...the attention of the whole country.

No, considering the weight of Dragon Kingdom in the world, there should be many people from abroad paying attention.

Roy's first reaction was that he could earn a lot of popularity points. He couldn't help touching Liuwei who was still lying under the blanket, and said with a smile: "Little guy, maybe after this battle is over, your evolution stone will come." Woohoo."

Liuwei rubbed his eyes, and acted like a baby to Roy with sleepy eyes.

Kami Turtle sat on the carpet, fiddled with his toes a little nervously.

The electric shock monster was very excited, and from time to time he punched the air twice, eager to try.

MimiQ...well, hiding in the shadows, can't see.

Lucario walked to Roy's side, shoulder to shoulder.

【Roy, are you confident? 】

Roy nodded, did not speak, but also responded with the power of waveguide.

【Well, of course. 】

[This game is just the beginning...]

[I will go with you to see the scenery at the peak of the national competition—] Lucario suddenly clenched his fists and closed his (bhfc) eyes.

Waveguide, surging.

Inside Shenghai Arena.

On the field, a group of staff gathered around a helicopter that had just landed, looking excited.

Soon, the door of the helicopter opened, and two people stepped out of it.

One of them is Roy's acquaintance, Luo Hao.

The other was a white-haired old man.

It was obvious that the King of Fighters came in person, but most of the staff present looked at the old man enthusiastically, holding their breaths, and no one dared to make a loud noise. "Cough cough."

The old man coughed for a while, declined Luo Hao who hurried forward to help him, and said with a smile: "My body is really getting worse every year. Maybe after a while, I will go to meet Lao Lin." Luo Hao Hao smiled wryly: "You're joking, you can't spread this word, the Dragon Kingdom can't live without you."

Hearing this, the old man's expression was serious, and he reprimanded angrily: "You juniors, as long as you are as competitive as Lin Wuya, you don't expect an old man like me." "Yes, yes, what you said is right!" Luo Hao nodded repeatedly, not daring to refute.

His respect is not only respect for the elders, but also awe for a pioneer who is over seventy years old.

The old man in front of him is the second generation champion of Dragon Kingdom.

The old man is 78 this year, and after this winter, he will be 79.

He and the first-generation champion are brothers in the same school. After the first generation passed away, he took over the banner of "champion" and guarded the country through the precarious decades.

Even after retiring, the old man has no real rest, and has been looking for outstanding young trainers to give them different degrees of care. Every year, he will go to the National College League to watch the games in person and select excellent seeds.

The former Lin Wuya was one of them, he caught a glimpse of him in the college league, and since then he has soared into the sky.

The old man's name is Lin Liming.

One by one the legend of the previous era.