The Royal Elite Trainer Academy, the rumored No. 1 school, a place where the elite gather, and a place where the strong come out in large numbers.

Did Mom and Dad ever live here?

The temporarily empty room, except for a few large unopened cardboard boxes, only a table, a bed and a chair, very simple. On the soft mattress, Xingchen pillowed his arms, thinking wildly.

Mistakenly entered the annual festival, judging from the looks of those teachers... Dad seemed to be a great character back then?

Heh~ I'm really curious, that father...

Strange test, although I don't understand what the purpose is, it is enough to get a passing score, to prove one's worth, to prove one's deed, to prove that one's qualifications are accepted into the first university, it is enough. This place is not peaceful, and it is more dangerous than the town of Weibai... For the sake of prudence, it is better not to show off your strength too much.

Hmm~ Tyrant, Twins... If you keep fighting...

[You, you can't win. 】

Under the incandescent light, the shadow of the young man slowly moved, as if he was talking,

【... What you should know to want to outsmart them... There is only one way to accelerate the awakening of the 'Divine Vein Falling Feather', with the power of new divine beasts, such as... The Three Pillars of Fangyuan...】

"I have my plan, don't bother," Xingchen said with a frown. It's not the first time he's seen another consciousness in the shadows, but this guy's character... It's still quite at odds with him.

In the end, it's because of light and shadow... It is the existence of opposites.

[Hmph~ You're really not giving up... Is it so yearning for the life of ordinary people? 】

"You're too, so intoxicated... Strength? Xingchen chuckled, his eyes disdainful.

【...】

After a long silence, the shadow continued,

[Sure enough, you and I still can't agree on it~ After all, you are the light that absorbs positive power, and I... It is the shadow that absorbs negative forces. 】

"What, regret it?"

[Regret? How can it be... Memory, the only thing I have to get, but you... Don't want to know something? What kind of person were you in your last life? 】

Xingchen was silent, and then said,

"What do you want?"

[Equivalent memories in exchange for equivalent freedom... As you immerse yourself in the past, free my consciousness... Set me free, whether it's a 'tyrant' or a 'twin'...]

Positive power and freedom, negative power and memory, equivalent exchange, after the choice that should have been without objection, finally some individuals are no longer satisfied, and have greater ambitions.

"I'm tired," Xingchen said lightly, turning up the futon and simply putting it on his body, and quickly closed his eyes.

[Tsk, what a cautious guy...]

The incandescent light grew fainter and weaker, and the shadows returned to normal as if nothing had happened... Until...

"Bang~Ka~Ka~Ka" The door was slowly pushed open, revealing a gap, and the two pairs of eyes slowly moved to the sleeping boy in the dark, as if they were preparing something.

"Hiss~huh" The sturdy figure went up and down, and with the rebound of the wall and floor, it pounced on the unresponsive stars.

"Bang~" There were two more heavy 'burdens' on his stomach and chest, Xingchen opened his eyes very helplessly, looking at the fighting and the swamp fish elf, "Isn't there a place for you to live?" ”

The strong chicken and the swamp leaping fish glanced at each other tacitly, and then...

"Don't mess with my bed quilt.... Thank you...

I didn't mean to let you in... All right... The last time, don't take it as an example, turn off the lights and go to bed, and get up early tomorrow. ”

A rather unquiet day has finally come to an end. Ten hours of rest had passed, and a new morning was soon ushered in.

The next day, 7:30 a.m., Royal Historical Institution Library.

The majestic castle is surrounded by four nine-story towers, and the central area is empty like a large square, constantly illuminated by the light emitted by the surrounding towers.

On the east side, at the entrance of the Battle Tower, the five students of the special class who were about to go to the built-in classroom of the History Library were stopped outside the tower by about ten times the number of trainers and elves.

"What do you mean by that?" Pushing his glasses, Yizhi stepped forward, frowned and asked the trainers opposite.

Special classes enjoy the highest level of treatment in the college, and if you need it daily, you can apply for a classroom in the library of the School of History.

New students joined, today should have gone to the classroom to assemble in the application, but I didn't expect to meet them~ Well, maybe it wasn't by chance, take a closer look at the acquaintances, the defeated generals of the major branches two years ago, and the former elite trainers. With this kind of number, it seems that it is difficult to be good today...

At this moment, the dozens of people who were confronting Yizhi had bright uniforms, and the trainer led by him had brown hair and a cone face with a hint of mockery, and a jumping pig perched on his shoulder, staring at a few people with malicious intent.

The current academic branch is No.3, and the freshman level of the academic branch is No.3 two years ago.

"Isn't Azusa Ji here? It seems that the rumors are correct, he abandoned you and chose the most correct path" A diagonal wound on the right eye, a woman with a strange carving jumped from a branch, "No wonder I can't see him"

The current No.7 in the Combat Branch, the No.2 freshman in the Combat Branch two years ago, and the Hundred Feet of Strength.

Like the trainer, Abi Lang, who didn't find his target, quickly lowered his requirements and focused on a small bald head.

"Yo~ I haven't seen you for a while, Ah Ci"

Ignoring the gazes of Fuzi and Abi Lang, Ah Ci pursed his lips, why is his luck so bad during this time~

"Lothar and Qiu disappeared at the same time, it seems that the rumors are correct... Last night, the tyrant was furious, your special class is even worse", behind Fuzi and Dongjian, a gray-clothed trainer slowly walked out, his face was pale but he had a pair of dark eyes.

The current No.3 in the History Academy, and the No.2 freshman in the History Branch two years ago, Ichiro Kunin.

"I don't know how to advance or retreat, I have no sense of proportion, I have no future at all, and when I think of losing to this kind of trainer in the first place, I am very unwilling" Ichiro raised his hand, and Fuzi and Dongjian stepped back at the right time, "But whether they are here or not today, our grievances must be resolved." ”

Cut~ At this time?! Wan stepped forward, Lothar was seriously injured last night, and now he is probably accompanied by the squad leader to the medical hospital to treat his injuries, and Ziji's bastard is gone again, and his combat effectiveness is seriously not enough.

"What do you want?" On her side, the girl in the white pleated skirt asked, her beautiful face made many people on the other side breathe,

"Holy forge?" Ichiro smiled, hiding the admiration in his eyes well, "I can't stand the forbidden anger, but everyone else except you..."

His eyes swept over Ah Ci, Yi Hui, Yi Zhi and Huan, and Ichiro continued,

"I can't leave today in peace"

"Bullying less with more, is this the style of the elite trainers of the current branch?" Ah Wan laughed and said with disdain, "Waste is really waste, even if it is gathered together, it can't change its nature." ”

"What did you say?!"

"Viper girl, do you have the ability to say it again?!"

The crowd began to be agitated, and after the Poké Ball opened and closed, the number of elves doubled, and many of them were rare and rare elves such as the Saccharsine Dragon and the Flying Mantis.

So it was a mistake to let Wan speak, she called the second in terms of her ability to pull hatred, and no one in the academy dared to call her first. Ah Ci sighed, shrank back again, and unceremoniously hid behind Xiaoxue and Yihui.

"If bullying the trainers of the academic department and the breeding department can save a little bit of your pathetic self-esteem, I don't mind wasting a little time," Yizhi stepped forward and said calmly.

It was rare for the crowd to be quiet, and it was indeed as someone said, it was very embarrassing to bully the widow with the crowd or to the non-combat trainers.

"Yizhi, are you still so good at controlling the situation?" Rubbing his knuckles, Ichiro smiled and said, "But if you want to delay time, you don't have to." I know, there seems to be a very good freshman student in your class~"

"Report, the whereabouts of the target have been discovered," he said, holding up the communicator on his waist and amplifying the volume, "he has left his residence and is heading towards the library of the Academy of History. ”

"Intercept and detain," Tsuriken gave a mocking smile to the people on the other side, "If you resist, you know what to do"

"Understood!"

With his hands spread out, Ichiro made a very helpless expression,

"As you can see, since it is not easy to involve the juniors and sisters of the Combat Academy and the History Academy, I will ask them for a small favor, and you don't have to think much about it if you always come to help. In addition~"

A high-energy beam of light burst out and swept across Yizhi's cheek, leaving it with an extra trail of blood. I saw that in the crowd, a popping monster walked out, carrying a very short trainer on his shoulder.

"I forgot to tell you, Yizhi... He is the only trainer participating in the battle today," Ichiro scratched his forehead, "so we are just spectators at most, and any bad rumors in the future have nothing to do with us." After all, revenge for being interrupted while practicing lost combat skills caused an incurable wound or something... Normal, isn't it? ”

Yizhi didn't answer, just stared at the little dwarf and the popping monster in front of him very seriously.

He recognized this trainer, a freshman of the History Academy who tried to use the students of the special class as a stepping stone to practice the lost combat skills during the school year festival a year ago. Or he himself is a good calculation, but unfortunately the students of the special class are really not muddy, and after failing unexpectedly in front of absolute strength, this trainer was swept out of the field.

"You should know, because that battle... He's suffered from the power of the lost combat skill, and the strong sound of the Popper Monster destroyed his body structure, making him what he is now, by the way... I've even lost my ability to speak," Ichiro said softly, then pursed his lips, "Okay, let's end the battle quickly... Later, when the special homeroom teacher arrives... But it fell short."

Special homeroom teacher, at the mention of this name, Yihui and the others were all dazzled, while the crowd on the opposite side stiffened a little, and even the little dwarf who fell into madness couldn't help but shudder.

That's right, before she arrives, the battle must be resolved!

The little dwarf roared a few times and gave an insignificant command, and the popping monster immediately put down its master, and slowly advanced towards the five people with his hands touching the ground and limbs.

Looks like there's a good show? In the crowd, most of the trainers had this idea,

The special class, the failure to forcibly occupy superior resources but not produce any finished products, should have been taught a good lesson a long time ago, and by the way, let the directors and deans see who is the real elite.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, the aura of the blast monster became more and more ferocious, making Yihui and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Can you wait?" The sudden sound of entering the battlefield almost stopped everyone's movements.

Normally, they don't care about those who get in the way. But this is the library of the Academy of History, and there are only two trainers who can work here, and which... They can't afford to mess with them.

Leaning on a wheelchair and walking slowly, a man of about seventeen or eighteen years old smiled. The face that is not very handsome can only be called delicate, but it is very attractive. Immobile legs are covered with a thick blanket of velvet, on which a Manini sleeps.

External Administrator of the Royal Historical Institute Library - Kaiyang.

"Mr. Kaiyang, we didn't mean to disturb your rest" The external administrator arrived, and even Dongjian and the others had to be polite, "It's just that this matter is our personal grudge, can you please not interfere?" ”

"This may be a little difficult," Kaiyang explained, still smiling, "Today, all the members of the special class will meet in the designated classroom of the library, which is something that Chihiro-sensei specially told me. Since I agreed, then at least I have to make sure that they appear safely in front of Chihiro-sensei. Breaking one's promise is not a good quality, you say? ”

"But~" Fuzi wanted to argue, but passively stopped her. External Administrator of the Library of the Academy of History, Kaiyang... The four 'best seniors' recognized by the Royal Academy have impeccable character and connections all over the major branches, and even the chief teachers and branch deans praise him very much. Maybe it's forgivable to offend the branch dean, but if you offend him... Then it will be difficult to move an inch in the future. Because it shows that your character is very bad.

"I'll soon forget about today's events, and as a librarian I just hope that my job is okay." Kaiyang said slowly, "You guys, do you understand?" ”

"Understood, very well understood!" Wan didn't wait for Ichiro and Dongjian to answer, so she hurriedly rushed behind Kaiyang and pushed the wheelchair for him, which made Mr. Administrator smile very bitterly.

Or the arrival of the administrator made most of the crisis clear, Yihui and Xiaoxue also followed Ah Ci to Kaiyang's side and handed over a grateful smile.

This is really a disadvantage~ Ichiro sighed, but he still didn't plan to give up like this. It seems that it is impossible to capture all the staff, so at least ~ secretly gestured to the dwarf, and the corner of Ichiro's mouth slowly showed a sneer.

The corners of his dry mouth grinned, and of course the dwarf understood what Ichiro meant, and snapped his fingers at the sound popper, who immediately pounced on Yizhi, who had not yet had time to retreat!

The administrator is indeed troublesome, but he can let it go, that's right~ He didn't plan to continue to stay in the academy, he was ruined by the loss of combat skills, and his only purpose in this life is only distorted hatred, as long as he can erase a special class student, it is enough!

"Yizhi!" Yihui's eyes skimmed into the distance, and he couldn't help but say in horror,

The sonic wave swept across the lawn, and the Whisper Monster unleashed its attack at the first moment, and pounced on Yizhi, who couldn't dodge.

Is this the end of it? Yizhi laughed at himself, clearly knowing that the attack had a force that he could not resist. Slowly closing his eyes, the former head of the academy seemed to have given up resistance.

Hopefully, it won't hurt so much.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the Boomer's face, which was already very sure of the man's fate.

The sky hung upside down, the earth cracked, and the Whisperer remained basking in the joy of the attack until it lost consciousness.

"Boom!" The cracked wall of dirt was mixed with sparks to stop the sound waves, and the boy who fell from the sky stepped on the unconscious body of the sound popper, looking coldly at the people in front of him.

"Crackle ~ Crackle" The strong chicken and the swamp leaping fish respectively threw out two unconscious trainers, and the young man raised the communicator he snatched in his hand and slowly smashed it, "Xingchen, a new student of the special class... Thank you seniors for taking care of you."