National Elf: Who said that pig farmers can't be super gods?

"As for the flames on that Spearow..."

"The ultimate mental shock effect of a superpower attribute!"

"It is said that when an elf cultivates spiritual impact to a certain level, he can not only control entities, but also control various elements in nature!"

"Presumably, the Spearow is competing with Kirulian for control of the flame."

As soon as Ye Yimian finished speaking, the flames on the Spearow's body soared.

Clang——

With a loud cry, the general flame controlled by Kirulian was instantly swallowed up.

"Spike, let me see how powerful you are!"

"Let's defeat Kirulian in one go!"

Zhuge Chen sounded a little excited...

Is this what it's like to be an elf trainer?

The excitement of the battle between elves, communicating with the elves attentively, and trusting each other's tacit understanding...

Zhuge Chen suddenly understood why young people in this world wanted to become elf trainers.

Even if this matter is full of risks and challenges, and may even cost your life...

"Zhuge Chen, are you really the first to engage in an elf battle?"

"Why do I feel like you're lying to me!"

Nan Mengli glanced at Zhuge Chen. Although his face was speechless, he was very satisfied with his performance in his heart.

Zhuge Chen doesn't look like a rookie who has never been exposed to elves. He is even more skilled than many veterans in terms of psychological quality and on-the-spot command.

If the level of this Spearow is high enough, Zhuge Chen's current level will be enough to stand out from the rest and get a good ranking in the National League Competition.

"No way, classmate Mengli, how could I lie to you?"

Zhuge Chen spread his hands and said innocently.

"Bah! A man's mouth is so deceptive!"

"If I believed you, I would be really confused!"

After seeing Zhuge Chen in vain for a day, Nan Mengli cursed.

However, she had to admit that if she didn't use the special talents of the elves, there seemed to be nothing she could do against Zhuge Chen.

Is this the strength of the Chosen One?

Nan Mengli's eyes looked lonely for a moment. Maybe sometimes hard work is not as good as talent!

"Kirulian, stop it!"

Thinking of this, Nan Mengli stopped Chilulian's movement loudly.

Zhuge Chen raised his hand, and the flames that the Spearow had just gathered dissipated in an instant.

"Why didn't you fight?"

He grinned.

Nan Mengli shook his head: "No need, isn't it as promised?"

"I think the goal has been achieved!"

There was a trace of frustration on her face. Although she didn't admit it with her mouth, she knew in her heart that she had lost.

"Okay! Let's go back then!"

Zhuge Chen took back his Spearow with a smile.

Seeing the two people leaving, everyone around them regained their breath.

"Oh my god! What kind of monster is this Zhuge Chen?"

"He... was he really just a loser before?"

"Strong! Too strong! I feel like I won't be able to gain any advantage against him now!"

"If we give him another period of time to improve his strength and elf level, then..."

"Hiss! Maybe this Zhuge Chen's achievements will be higher than her sister's!"

Everyone broke into a cold sweat in shock and had to admire the Zhuge family's powerful genes.

In comparison, the talents of this group of people are simply rubbish...

at the same time.

Zhuge Chen smiled and kept staring at Nan Mengli's back.

Through this battle, he became more aware of his own shortcomings.

It would be unbelievable if Spearow didn't have hidden attributes.

Coupled with the fact that Nan Mengli was unable to use his natural abilities, his strength was greatly reduced.

If he really encountered an opponent like Nan Mengli on the battlefield, he would have no chance of surviving with his current self.

Clenching his fists, this was the first time Zhuge Chen wanted to work hard after traveling to this world.

After all, my family is so powerful, and I have been called a "waste" for so many years. This time it is time to clear up the name for myself and the Zhuge family.

If ten times of effort is not enough, then do it a hundred times. If a hundred times is not enough, then do it a thousand times.

One day, he will let the whole world know: I, Zhuge Chen, am not a waste!

I will personally crush all obstacles, step onto the mountain top, and let Zhuge Chen's name resound throughout the Elf Continent!

I want to become the leader of the elves and accomplish the grand goal that no one before me has accomplished.

My whole body trembled slightly, and I felt that my whole body was completely on fire.

In his previous life, Zhuge Chen had a very strong character, otherwise he would not have grown from the bottom to become a famous pig farmer.

Today, after thoroughly seeing the charm of elves and feeling the sense of accomplishment in becoming an elf trainer, Zhuge Chen was full of energy.

"I've decided! I must win the National League Championship!"

He clenched his fists and shouted.

Nan Mengli, who was walking quickly in front, frowned and turned his head.

"It's broad daylight, why are you so nervous?"

"Hurry up! You still have to drive!"

"Oh! Here we come!"

He scratched his head and dug his toes into the ground in embarrassment. If Nan Mengli hadn't been by his side, he would have found a crack in the ground and crawled in.

"Hey! By the way! What happened to your Spearow?"

Stretching out his finger and poking Zhuge Chen's forehead hard, Nan Mengli suddenly remembered something.

Zhuge Chen: "Sparrow? You mean..."

"That's right! That's it! Don't try to fool me!"

Nan Mengli stared at Zhuge Chen's face sternly, making him break into a cold sweat, so he could only tell the truth honestly.

Zhuge Chen: "That's... a hidden talent!"

Nan Mengli: "Nonsense, I know that is a hidden talent!"

"I want to know, how did you figure it out? Why were you so sure that this Spearow had a hidden talent in the first place!"

Looking at Zhuge Chen with his eyes, Nan Mengli wanted to see through him, but he couldn't guess what Zhuge Chen was thinking.

"Probably...it's the blind cat that ran into a dead mouse!"

Zhuge Chen felt a little guilty and did not dare to look directly into Nan Mengli's eyes.

"Forget it! Just say it or not! It's none of my business anyway!"

Nan Mengli turned around and left angrily, leaving Zhuge Chen standing there with a confused look on his face, a little at a loss.

On the way back, Zhuge Chen always wanted to find a topic to ease the awkward atmosphere.

But no matter what he said, Zhuge Chen always had a cold face and didn't answer even a word.

After driving like this for half an hour, Nan Mengli suddenly spoke.

"Stop the car, I'm here, get off!"

Before Zhuge Chen could react, Nan Mengli opened the car door and kicked him out.

A somersault landed steadily, and looking at the car's retreating shadow, Zhuge Chen had a question mark on his head.

"Why am I attracted to this woman!"

"Is this woman angry because she didn't tell the truth?"