After this fight, even Chen Mu's teammates had many question marks on their heads.

On the way back to the field, Liu Motong kept asking curiously: "Are you really using the Ibu that our family gave you this time?" What have you done to him this year? ”

Back backstage, other professional players who knew and didn't know each other also surrounded and bombarded in turn.

"Chen Mu, is your Eevee really only one year old?"

"How do you practice?"

"Which instructor are you looking for? I'll go to you sea carp next season, okay? Introduce me to that instructor. ”

The players of other teams take it for granted that this is the credit of the instructor, but Mei Yutong, Xiao Lu and Mao Yifan, who are on the same team, know best-

Where are the instructors? Chen Mu, this kid, has only gone to the instructor a handful of times in the past few months!

The longest period of time is the period when Koga Ninja Frog learns to "sleep", because Chen Mu himself really can't teach this trick.

Xiao Lu even suspected that there were few instructors in the base who knew that Chen Mu still had an Eevee.

"How the hell did you do that?"

In the end, Xiao Lu couldn't help but speak.

"This ......"

Chen Mu made a rare mistake.

He was never presumptuous, and he always thought that he was really good at cultivating elves.

But little Ibu is the only one who doesn't dare to ask for credit.

Because it really has nothing to do with him.

He didn't even know where this little guy's talent came from! It really can only be described as a miracle.

So he had no choice but to answer matter-of-factly, "It's because this little guy is talented and learns everything quickly, so I just gave a little help." ”

However, after saying this, everyone's eyes looked at him and revealed-

I believe you're a ghost!

Good fellow, why are you here with us in Versailles?

If I hadn't been able to beat you, I'd have beaten you up now!

Chen Mu was also very helpless in this regard.

He's telling the truth......

Until a participating sailor discovered Huadian as a blind student-

"Wait, did you mention before that someone gave you this Eevee?"

"Ah, yes, it's from their family."

Chen Mu pointed to Liu Motong beside him.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Liu Motong, and a small Yibu who was also following at her feet.

Frightened by everyone's eyes, Liu Motong's little Yibu shrank back timidly, and at this time, Chen Mu's little Yibu jumped out decisively and blocked in front of his sister to help her cover the sight of the humans in front of her.

These two Ievees are so close, they really have a relationship!!

Many people's eyes can't help but start to glow.

However, Liu Motong's words dispelled their boundless associations.

"My Eevee is far worse than Chen Mu's, she hasn't even learned to 'splash sand' yet, and the Ibu at home is similar to this."

Although I am a little disappointed, I think that this is indeed the normal law of development.

So some acquaintances led by Xiao Lu turned their attention back to Chen Mu again.

Sure enough, the problem is still with you kid!

Chang Wei, you still said that you don't know martial arts?

In this regard, Chen Mu can only spread his hands, and he will not argue, let it be.

But all this made the ignorant little Eevee a little dazed and timid.

Suddenly, so many people surrounded the master, and he thought that he was in trouble.

So as soon as he returned to the quiet rest area, he hurriedly asked Uncle Ah Ying, who usually loved him the most.

"Uncle Ei, did I make a mistake?"

It's a pity that even Ah Ying didn't really want to answer him at this time......

Thinking that he was one year old - well, as a long-lived species, when Ah Ying was one year old, he was still a little bean Ding Ghost who could only lick his tongue and had less than five combat power, and there was no comparison at all.

I feel so sad for some reason when I remember this.

At this time, Xiao Yibu didn't know that his battle not only amazed everyone in the audience outside, but also hit all the elf partners in his own team.

All the elves couldn't help but recall their childhood, and couldn't help but compare themselves to Little Eevee's previous performance in the ring.

Then I felt like I was going back in the river......

In the end, Chen Mu reached out and touched Xiao Yibu's head and comforted this kind little guy.

"No, you didn't make a mistake, on the contrary, you behaved very well and scared everyone outside,"

Xiao Yibu affectionately arched Chen Mu's hand, and the idea of confirmation came from the link.

"Really? So they were just scared by my performance? So I'm so powerful~"

Of course, you're super brave.

Chen Mu responded with a smile.

He didn't actually tell Xiao Yibu: You scared not only those people outside, but also your friends, your Uncle Aying is autistic at this moment, and even he was scared by you at the beginning!

Because the stimulation brought by Xiao Yibu to everyone was too strong, Chen Mu thought about it in the second round and decided not to go up to Xiao Yibu.

From the couch in the lounge, he lifted the sheath of the solitary sword, which was now becoming more and more salty.

"Let's go, I'll let you play."

As a result, this guy has become more and more Buddhist since his mentality was lying flat, and he often knows everything that is happening around him, so that he has not understood Chen Mu's meaning at this time, and after being brought up, he lazily passed an idea.

"Hold me and do it yourself."

Chen Mu couldn't laugh or cry at him.

It wasn't until he followed Liu Motong to the player's bench again and was about to start the second round of the Sailor Tournament that Chen Mu let go of the hilt of the single scabbard and threw him in the direction of the ring.

"Go ahead."

"What?"

"You are my battle spirit in this game, I don't hold you anymore, you just listen to the command of the battle."

"Oh."

The sheath of the lone sword first subconsciously responded.

It wasn't until he paused for a second that he reacted, and he jumped up a meter high in excitement!

"You're not holding me anymore?! Are you really going to let go?! Do you allow me to play freely? Aha! The great Ghost of the Sword has finally regained his free consciousness! ”

The single scabbard twisted excitedly in front of Chen Mu, and the streamer at the end of the hilt rotated at high speed, like a fifth-speed electric fan.

Liu Motong, who was watching on the side, asked with concern: "Great master, are your elves okay?" ”

Even the referee was a little uncertain at this time, and took the initiative to ask.

"This player, is there something wrong with your elf's mental state? Now that the game hasn't officially started, do you need to change the elves? ”

It is precisely because it is the referee of the entertainment game who will have this question, and the referee is estimated to have directly blown the whistle to warn at this time in the regular game.

Chen Mu was also asked about a black line.

Some ghosts really don't go to the house for three days.

He immediately made a decisive move, grasping the hilt of the lone scabbard, which was spinning around and throwing the streamer.

The referee and the host widened their eyes and subconsciously wanted to exclaim.

As a result, the next moment, Chen Mu directly took the teasing sword back and threw it directly to the center of the ring.

"Boom!"

The last sword was inserted diagonally in the center of the ring, the tip of the sword sank into the ground, and the sword body was still "buzzing" and trembling, exuding a battle intent and murderous aura that rose to the sky!

After fighting with Chen Mu for a long time, he even once slashed through all kinds of strong enemies, not to mention the strength of the single sword scabbard, at least the momentum and killing intent alone are definitely the only existence on this stage!

The two elves sent by the frightened opponent took three steps back in unison, shivering at the sword.

"Good guy, Chen Mu gave the opposite side a dismount this time!"

The moderator interpreted it this way.

However, at this time, Chen Mu in the player seat on the sidelines just squinted his eyes, and there was no sadness or joy on his face, like a Tibetan fox emoji.

It has nothing to do with getting off the horse or anything.

He was just urging the comic sword with a not-so-normal brain to hurry up to the stage......