Looking at the blue crow that was gradually waking up, Yang Mo closed the document in his hand.

Somewhat contrary to his own thoughts, the blue crow has no hatred for Anthony who abandoned him.

"Dumb~~"

Desperately screaming, the blue crow was still hostile to Yang Mo.

Desperately trying to flap his broken wings and fly, the blue crow was still reluctant to give up on that bastard.

"You've been abandoned by it, why are you thinking about him?"

Although through superpowers, Yang Mo clearly knew what the elf wanted to express.

However, Yang Mo couldn't understand the foolish loyalty of some elves to their masters.

Stubbornly wanting to get out of the hospital bed, Blue Jay didn't accept the fact that he had been abandoned.

"Get some sleep, I'll go back to him." If he still wants you, I'll bring him to you. ”

Controlling his mental power poured into the blue jay's consciousness, and the restless emotions of the controller made the blue crow fall back into a deep sleep.

Grandpa Yang Mo's notes recorded the use of many superpowers, including hypnotism, and various abilities were the same as the methods that Yang Mo used to communicate with Mu Mu Xiao before, which was the extended ability to control the elves.

Although Yang Mo has not practiced, because these abilities come from the same source, Yang Mo can also use one method and ten thousand methods.

The freshman competition will start the on-site draw tomorrow, and Yang Mo can use his superpower to control the draw, so that he can directly meet Anthony, the owner of the Blue Crow, in the first game.

Yang Mo is not a good person, but he also thinks he is not a bad person.

He could tell that Anthony was an arrogant bastard, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes for everything around him.

Yang Mo knew the final result and had even guessed what Anthony would say.

Just for the sake of the blue crow, Yang Mo planned to ask the bastard once.

As long as he heard the answer he wanted from that guy's mouth, Yang Mo could let go of the burden in his heart and let the blue crow completely forget about that bastard.

……

The next day, the opening ceremony of the freshman contest began early in the morning, and the audience on the battlefield was full of spectators.

Although it was only a freshman competition at the SAR Trainer School, it still attracted many people to visit.

Following the crowd into the arena, as the strongest student among the freshmen of the Eastern Branch, Yang Mo walked at the front of his team as a representative of the Eastern Branch.

Yang Mo's target Anthony is not an ordinary person, according to the information given by Mr. Wu.

This guy is a descendant of the nobility of Great Britain in Europe, and because of his own lineage, he is also the new representative of the Northern Branch this year.

Beside him, in addition to Anthony, the black brother on Yang Mo's left hand hand side is Khaki, the representative of the Southern Branch, and the spirit he uses is a molten antbeast.

The Western Branch, as the host, also entered the center of the huge arena. Their representative is a half-breed named Martin, and his elf is a bon.

As a rule, students from the Western and Northern Divisions draw their own contestants from among the students of the Eastern and Southern Divisions.

The game was never really fair, and with the expansion of his mental power, Yang Mo found that more than one person had the same idea as himself and wanted to control the game.

Gently scanning the audience, Yang Mo saw the source of those few spiritual powers.

There were all kinds of people, and the only thing Yang Mo was sure of was that they weren't instructors at the trainer school, or security guards.

Seeing these people controlling the game, a smile rose on the corner of Yang Mo's mouth, and he shook his head lightly, Yang Mo waited for the students of the Western Branch to finish drawing.

The students of the Northern Branch then stepped up to the stage and chuckled at Anthony as the representative.

Although there were many people who hindered him, under Yang Mo's control, he still pulled out the slip with his name written on it.

As the draw ended, so did the battle. Yang Mo's match was at one o'clock in the afternoon, and the contestants who played in the morning walked into the waiting area.

The two players in the first game were Martin, the representative of the Western Branch, against Mo Ling, a student of the Eastern Branch.

Mo Ling's elf is a wooden guard, and his strength is reasonable, and he persevered to the end in the school team selection that day.

It's a pity that Yang Mo doesn't want to share resources with others, otherwise he is fully qualified to join the school team with his strength.

As the two sides of the battle entered the battle field, Yang Mo yawned lightly and turned around to leave.

According to the information given by Coach Wu, Martin's strength is enough to compare with Chen Mo. An ordinary genius like Mo Ling had no chance of winning at all.

"See you again, Asian kid."

At the exit of the battlefield, Anthony seemed to have been waiting for him at the door for a long time.

Listening to the other party's tone, Yang Mo shook his head and said with a chuckle.

"I think you need to study a book I once wrote, called 'Quality.'"

Listening to Yang Mo's words, Anthony felt as if he had heard a joke.

"It's just a descendant of slaves, and it's a great honor for you to stand in front of me."

"No, it's 2020, and there are still people who are superior to others with their own blood, no, no."

Yin and Yang responded to Anthony's arrogance in a strange way, if he wasn't in the battle of the Western Branch now, Yang Mo would definitely let him know what kind of disaster came out of his mouth.

However, seeing that Anthony was a little angry, Yang Mo didn't bother to spit fragrant fragrance in his mouth, saying some blood-based greetings mixed with a large number of inverted ethical and moral concepts.

However, it seems that these are not those words, and they are not insulting to these guys.

They are proud of their bloodline, and they have heard that due to the invasion of the elves, the theory of evolution has been thrown into the garbage, and some European nobles are still marrying close relatives in order to ensure their bloodline.

"Do you really want any blue jay? In the afternoon game, what elves are you going to take to fight with me. ”

Not wanting to bully this inbred imbecile child, Yang Mo mentioned the blue crow who was still in the hospital bed.

"Blue Jay? Oh~ You're talking about that waste, it's not dead yet. It's just the afternoon game, so I'll give you a glimpse of my real main elf. ”

The elf who didn't care about himself seemed to see the blue jay as little more than a tool.

"Gollum !!"

In the Poké Ball, he was annoyed by Anthony's words, and Mu Mu Xiao rushed out of his Poké Ball.

"Well, I'm not talking about you again. Let's go, go meet our new partner. In the afternoon game, I would like to borrow that feather on behalf of the blue jay. ”

Since the other party completely ignored the blue crow, then Yang Mo didn't need to let the blue crow remember this bastard.

Erase the blue crow's memory of this bastard, Yang Mo wants to use that blue crow to defeat that bastard's so-called trump card.

"Goo~ッ!! (๑•̀ω•́ฅ)ｷﾘ”