The furious whirlwind swept across the field, and it didn't need to use all his strength, and it was enough for Mu Mu Xiao to show the strength to intercept the flock of flaming birds that day.

Walking lightly through the battlefield, Yang Mo did not dare to use his telekinesis to levitate himself in the air or teleport.

Although his superpowers are considered to be the top in the world among human superpowers, his control is still a little worse than that of super-powered elves.

He and Mu Mu Xiao are like two children with guns in their hands, although they can shoot, but the recoil of the guns will also make them half impossible.

Of course, this is just a metaphor, Yang Mo and Mu Mu Xiao's energy is very stable, and when only a small amount of energy is used, they still have the ability to control.

It took less than ten minutes for the storm to sweep away all the challengers on the training ground.

After saying hello to several seniors in the audience, Yang Mo turned around and prepared to leave. The mobile phone in his trouser pocket trembled, and his battle point had arrived.

Fighting alone can't make Yang Mo's Mu Mu Xiao improve much, for Mu Mu Xiao, what it has to do is to practice energy control.

After a month of training, Mu Mu Xiao has greatly improved his control of ghost energy.

Even without Yang Mo's assistance, Mu Mu Xiao could successfully use his power to release the compressed shadow ball.

However, with the control of the energy of the flight system, Mu Mu Xiao fell into a bottleneck. Maybe the foreign object is not the thing of the wood owl itself after all.

After the Wood Owl evolved, Yang Mo planned to make it minimize its dependence on Rockia's feathers, even if the Wood Owl only used the power of the ghost system, he would be invincible in the new life.

……

Ten days later, Yang Mo boarded a plane to the western metropolis.

As the new students start school, so does the new student competition. The main competition of this year's freshman competition was held in the Western Branch.

Due to the fierce performance of the varsity team training ground, Yang Mo's opponents directly conceded defeat, which led to him advancing without playing a single game in the qualifiers of the Eastern Division.

As the delegation walked out of the airport, the teacher who led the team was the special training coach of the school team substitutes - Wu Song.

"I'll go shopping by myself first, and I'll be at the dormitory on time in the evening."

asked Teacher Wu for the address of the dormitory, and Yang Mo broke away from the team and began to wander around the city.

Since he had the ability to remember, Yang Mo easily finished reading the dictionaries for learning various Chinese dialects.

Therefore, language is not a problem for Yang Mo. Yang Mo, who left the team, walked towards the battle park in the western city.

Taking advantage of the fact that the freshmen in the western city still don't know him, Yang Mo wants to take advantage of the fact that he is here now to harvest a wave of battle points.

Walking in this "free" city, unlike the eastern metropolis, which is mostly Asian, there are human compatriots of all colors walking here.

Curious about everything around him, Yang Mo followed the guidance of the mobile phone map and got on the bus.

Sitting on the seat at the back of the car, Yang Mo leaned against the window and enjoyed the scenery outside the window.

About ten minutes later, two fair-skinned young men boarded the bus. Looking at the passengers around them, most of them were in groups of three or two, and they aimed at Yang Mo.

"Hey, Asian kid, how about giving me your place?"

Listening to the English spoken by the other party, Yang Mo's mind automatically translated into Chinese.

Too lazy to turn around and respond to the two gangsters, Yang Mo controlled his mental power to expand instantly, turning into a heavy pressure enveloping the two of them.

In just a few seconds, the world was quiet, and the two gangsters didn't even have the ability to resist, so they passed out directly under the pressure.

The surrounding passengers also seemed to notice the commotion and turned their heads, not wanting to get involved in the trouble.

After about ten minutes, Yang Mo, who arrived at the station, arrived at the station and got off the train. Walking into the park, Yang Mo frowned.

In this so-called "free" city, Yang Mo saw chaos.

Overgrown with weeds and unattended, a few young men in punk attire casually break out in the park.

A couple of dark-skinned children are directing the stinking mud to devour the garbage, cleaning up the aftermath for those young or older.

"Yo, there's an Asian kid!"

"Obediently hand over the battle point, otherwise you will have to suffer."

……

With Yang Mo's arrival, those young men in punk attire noticed the newcomer. Listening to these people's provocations, Yang Mo took out the Poke Ball.

"Come on, 100 battle points. Does anyone want to call me? ”

Proposed a gambling battle to everyone in English, and Yang Mo took out all the remaining normal battle points.

Listening to the gambling battle proposed by Yang Mo, the punk young man who took the lead casually pointed to a young man beside him and stepped forward to face the battle.

More than 100 years ago, the era of the elven invasion was really the era when Westerners swept across the seas and continents.

People of all colors were bullied as slaves, even when slavery was abolished as the Union was formed.

These high-ranking guys still haven't let go of their contempt for other races, and the ghost guy who took the lead just casually instructed a little brother to come forward and test Yang Mo.

A red-haired young man with a thief's eyebrows walked out of the crowd. Looking at Yang Mo's dress and the luxurious ball in his hand, there was a golden light in his eyes.

"Boy, I'll strip you of all your valuables!"

"Come out, Mu Mu Xiao,"

didn't care what kind of guy his opponent was Yang Mo directly released the elves, and as the other party's elves were released, the gambling battle officially began.

The gangster on the opposite side was only using a pickpocket cat, and Yang Mo couldn't believe that this trainer living in the Special Zone would actually use such an ordinary elf.

"Strange wind, let's do it."

Lightly issued an order, after a month of special training and getting along with the members of the school team, Yang Mo probably realized his strength.

There is no need to hide his strength anymore, Yang Mo looked at his opponent and said softly.

Flapping its wings gently, a breeze gently swept through the pickpocket cat's body, and the moment it touched the cold wind, the pickpocket cat fell to the ground as if it had lost its soul.

"Pickpocket cat, get up!"

Looking at the shoplifter cat who fell to the ground, the gangsters opposite seemed a little embarrassed. Walked up and slapped the pickpocket, as if trying to bring it to its senses.

But at this time, the battle system had already made a decision, and Yang Mo won the victory.

But taking a closer look at his mobile phone, Yang Mo didn't see any battle points in his account.

"Huh?"

Looking at the balance of battle points in his mobile phone, Yang Mo looked at the gangsters in front of him heavily.

There is only one possibility that this situation will occur, and the gangster who has just been defeated by himself has no battle point on him.

In the face of this group of disgusting guys, Yang Mo lost the good temper he had just had.

Glancing at everyone, Yang Mo said coldly: "Come out with all the battle points on your body!" ”