My elf can't be this strong

The discordant sound instantly plunged the classroom into silence.

Chen Xun, whose parents are both professional trainers, and whose uncle opened a gym in other cities, is a typical member of the second generation of elites.

In the past few years, he kept a low profile and did not have much conflicts with his classmates.

Ever since he became a senior in high school, he may have known something, and he seemed arrogant.

He hasn't received the elves yet, but he has been treating himself as a future professional trainer all day long.

Now I guess I got a good product, and I was thinking about how to show off, but I didn't expect Qiuqiu Ren to hit the muzzle of the gun.

"Zhize, my classmates are giving you face, but don't go too far."

"A Nidoran is a free thing that no one wants. How dare you brag about it?"

"I said your family's conditions are pretty good. Why are your parents so reluctant to spend money? They're so stingy."

Chen Xun is not stupid, he knows how to point the finger at other students.

He was obviously trying to show off, but it felt like he was standing up for everyone.

However, many people believed it to be true and talked about Nidoran's shortcomings.

Seeing this, Chen Xun finally couldn't help but sneered: "If you ask me, the most suitable for novices is the grass type elves."

"Easy to cultivate, with comprehensive functions, capable of fighting, resisting, and poisoning, like my Bulbasaur that I have cultivated with since childhood."

With the last sentence, he could no longer control his desire to show off.

"Bulbasaur with B-level qualifications has excellent resistance to attacks. The mid-range attack of the vine whip can effectively restrain most ground elves."

Next, he was the only one in the classroom, frothing and talking about the power of his elf.

The classmates who had previously thought he was reasonable now looked as ugly as if they had bitten some smelly mud.

Qiu Zhize can only boast of his unique vision.

This guy didn't praise himself, but he also belittled the elves that others had just acquired.

At this time, everyone is in love and can't wait to be separated from the elf 24 hours a day.

If his senior year in high school hadn't been so special, someone might have wanted to teach him a lesson.

"What a joke." A female classmate who couldn't bear Pichu being constantly belittled couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.

That's it for everyone else. Qiu Zhize, who prides himself on being smart and discerning, can't stand other people pretending to be sexy in front of him.

That guy Fang Bo is awesome, and he was tortured by the croaking frog until he lost his temper.

Who are you, Chen Xun, to be worthy of belittling my Nidoran?

Seeing that the other party was still not finished, he couldn't help but stabbed in a weird way: "Some people rely on their family and don't think it's embarrassing, but they actually have the nerve to make irresponsible remarks about other people."

"The villain's triumphant face is really vividly interpreted."

The words were so exciting that some classmates who had a good relationship with Qiu Zhize were already screaming excitedly.

Fang Bo, who was sitting alone in the corner, didn't seem particularly excited.

He understood that interesting things were yet to come.

As expected, Chen Xun quickly counterattacked: "When it comes to showing off your family, you, Mr. Qiu, seem to be number one."

"Oh, it's a pity that your upstart father can't provide you with any help in your journey as a trainer."

The more he talked, the more excited Chen Xun became: "I didn't care before, but from this holiday on, none of you are qualified to compare with me."

The poor child, who once had no sense of existence, is now so desperate to show off everything.

The more this is the case, the more it will reveal the unique inferiority complex in the heart.

Perhaps it was the fusion of two memories, but Fang Bo, who was already precocious, was not at all like an ordinary young man.

Chen Xun's seemingly arrogant speech did not cause any psychological fluctuations in him at all.

Compared with this guy's psychological activities, he is more concerned about Bulbasaur's ability.

"It would be nice to have a chance to fight."

As if he felt what his friend was thinking, Qiu Zhize slowly walked up to Chen Xun, stared into his eyes and said, "It's not your words that have the final say whether it's okay or not."

"If you're capable, come to the battle room after school."

"Hmph." Chen Xun smiled triumphantly: "Idiot, do I have to leave school to teach you a lesson?"

"There will be a practical lesson today, and I will tell you what the talent gap is."

After saying that, Chen Xun returned to his seat alone and had no intention of continuing to talk.

The morning class ended quickly, and soon everyone ushered in the long-awaited simulated practical class.

......

The head teacher, who died young, heard about this from somewhere.

As soon as the practical class began, he directly called the two parties to the center of the field.

"Trainers never shy away from competition. It's okay for you to compete with each other, but you have to understand what it means to stop at the last minute."

The serious gaze behind the glasses made the two high school students shake their bodies.

No matter when, the class teacher is always a scourge, even in the age of elves.

Chen Xun, who was arrogant and domineering before, was now nodding his head like a little chicken, which made Qiu Zhize almost laugh out loud.

"Why, what do you think is so funny about what I said?" Lao Ban looked at Qiuqiu Ren, his gaze bringing him terrible pressure.

"No, no."

Nodding with satisfaction, the head teacher knew that the students were in high spirits now and could not remember any nonsense knowledge and theories in their minds.

Since you can’t remember it, let’s feel it with your body.

"Not just the two of them, everyone retrieved the elves and started free one-on-one battles."

There are cameras everywhere in the battle room, which can completely record the battle process of each elf.

Instead of giving empty explanations, it is better to analyze the problems of students one by one based on the actual situation.

On the other side, Chen Xun's Bulbasaur finally appeared.

The strong B-level qualifications attracted the attention of many students.

Fang Bo blended into the crowd and quietly touched Bulbasaur's body with his hand.

Soon, its basic information was presented.

[Elf: Miao Frog Seed]

【Level: 5】

[Character: Calm]

【Qualification: B】

[Danger level: General]

[Evaluation: An elf who has been specially trained since childhood]

Level 5!

For newcomers, it is already a terrifying level.

High school seniors are officially qualified to cultivate elves, but that doesn't mean they can't be in contact with elves since they were young.

Some wealthy families can purchase it in advance. Even if they can't train seriously, they can at least maximize each other's emotions.

When the time is right, a Poke Ball can do it directly.

Generally speaking, level five is enough. No matter how high the level is, newcomers like them will not be able to command the elves at all.

For the specific situation, you can know it by referring to the little mentally retarded and the old spray.

In Chen Xun's view, the fifth-level Yusan family is enough to crush anyone. At least no one in the third class can compete with him for the boss's seat.

When the class war begins, he leads Class [-] all the way to the championship.

By then, with the school's resource allocation, the future of the federal government is basically a certainty.