Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

"Well, you are student Zou Xu's spirit, right?" One of the three old teachers walked up to the huge mechanical Greymon.

The center of the huge sword of transformation was still steaming as it fell to the ground. The golden energy reactor in the center had just stopped and was not yet wrapped in the silver armor on the chest, emitting billowing steam.

His fierce eyes fell on the huge mouth left by the positron shock wave. The huge black ice unicorn had turned into fly ash under the positron shock wave.

Zou Xu turned into a ball of white light from Mechanical Greymon's chest and landed on the ground. He straightened his clothes, his eyes were calm, and he looked intact.

"Student Zou Xu is indeed a talented boy, his strength is really..." One of the teachers had not finished speaking.

Zou Xu's body fell down in a daze, and Mechanical Greymon could not hold on. It fell heavily on the ice. The huge movement dispersed, leaving only a round figure with two rabbit ears. of creatures in situ.

"Student Zou Xu, student Zou Xu... quickly open the secret realm to save lives!"

Now Zou Xu is not only a student of Binhai No. 1 Middle School, but also the new hope for the rise of Binhai No. 1 Middle School. This time, he can be regarded as directly saving the lives of three old guys and a group of students.

Don't let anything happen!

With the help of three Warring States-level teachers, Hanpo Spirit Lion finally opened the secret realm and went straight to the hospital as soon as he came out.

Send Zou Xu, all the students, and their elves to the hospital.

The celebration was forced to end. The three old teachers were called over by Hai Yuanlong and reprimanded. Three senior teachers at the Warring States level were trapped by a city-destroying level teacher. It was so shameful.

All the students of Binhai No. 1 Middle School were admitted to the hospital. Such a big news could not be concealed. Suddenly, the reputation of Binhai No. 1 Middle School for its reputation was once again destroyed.

Not only is his strength lacking, but he can't even protect his own students.

Binhai No. 1 Middle School is on the edge of a storm at the moment. The Phoenix Mountain incident has just come to an end. In the blink of an eye, the celebration incident has once again pushed the school to the edge of a cliff.

It was originally covered up with the help of the celebration, but now it is even worse.

While Zou Xu was in the hospital, students from Imperial Capital, Magic Capital and other schools also came to the hospital, and even the presidents of the Breeders Association and Beast Controllers came.

Zou Xu's situation is really not optimistic. On the surface, he seems to be in peace, but in fact, his inner mental power has been exhausted and overdrawn. It seems to be the result of trying to control and suppress something.

Not to mention whether this will have any impact on his path as a beast master and breeder, it is still unknown when he will wake up!

"Old Mo, there is really nothing we can do!" Hai Yuanlong, who had just come out of the hospital ward, asked Mo Zhai.

"Hey, I'm not sure about the situation of classmate Zou Xu. Now besides receiving treatment slowly, there is no other way!" Mo Zhai shook his head helplessly.

"It's a secret treasure. The collection-level one won't work, but what about the rare-level one?" Hai Yuanlong was also a little sick at this moment and rushed to the doctor. If Zou Xu never wakes up, Binhai No. 1 Middle School will really be burdened with a lifetime of infamy this time. .

"Lao Hai, please wake up. I know you are very anxious now, and so am I. As the youngest trainer in Binhai City, Zou Xu, how can I not be anxious."

"But in his current condition, even taking the mildest secret treasure is useless. Without conscious control, the external mental power may harm classmate Zou Xu!"

"Now it is time to let the power of the elves be properly cultivated and restored. Do not use external force to stimulate it!" As a senior cultivator, Mo Zhai not only has rich knowledge about elves, but also has great attainments in the study of spiritual power.

"Okay!" Hai Yuanlong responded with a wry smile. He was really confused.

"Maybe I have a way!" A young man in his thirties walked out of the darkness and said with a confident smile.

The young man is dressed in white. He is handsome and even looks a bit feminine. He has long black and shiny hair. If you don't look carefully, you would think he is a mature and beautiful woman.

"Who are you?" Mo Zhai looked at the other person's face, feeling somewhat familiar.

"I said I have a way, but I have a condition!"