Everyone let their elves try to lift the sandbag, and found that it was indeed very difficult to lift as the teacher said, but it was not so bad that it could not be lifted.

There are still two or three hours before the end of school, and the sandbags can be dragged to the finish line at turtle speed, the only difference is who is faster and who is slow.

But no one let the elves who dare to let themselves take their time, and most of them have the heart of not seeking the first, but begging not to be the third, otherwise they will run away with their own elves.

Ten minutes later, the elves dragged their sandbags on the runway and waited for Teacher Wan's signal.

Beep –

With a shrill whistle fell, the elves swarmed up and began to rush forward desperately.

As for why he is working so hard, not working hard is equivalent to running to the third, running to the bottom is equivalent to running another lap with his master, and running another lap is equivalent to going home and dying.

"Come on! Come on!"

All the students in the first class cheered for their elves, as if it was not the elves who were running on the track, but themselves.

Compared to others who were worried about whether their elves would be ranked in the bottom three, Jiang Yuan was much calmer.

During the summer vacation, he has been training Candlelight, not to mention the moves, Candlelighter does not rest every night, like flies all over the house to practice flying, and his endurance is not bad at all.

Coupled with the high-quality soul jelly, the growth level of the candlelight spirit is definitely much higher than that of ordinary elves, and Jiang Yuan is not worried about the physical strength of the candlelight spirit.

Forty elves, and one wrist at the top of the line.

Wrist strength is a fighting elf, they are natural warriors, even at a young age, they can burst out with very terrifying power, lifting a hundred kilograms of rumble stones, twenty kilograms of sandbags, for them is just a child.

In second place, followed by Wristlight.

The candlelight spirit tightened the rope and kept pulling forward, the speed was no worse than the strength of the wrist, it looked small, but it had such a terrifying power that it shocked the jaws of others.

"Candlelight Spirit, hurry up, didn't you eat a few more jelly at noon?" Jiang Yuan knew that Candlelight Spirit was lazy, and couldn't help but say something.

If you just fly at a low speed, it is difficult for the candlelight spirit to improve, you should try to be as fast as possible, and it is best to reach the limit, so as to constantly break through the limit and improve your physical strength.

Urged by Jiang Yuan, Candlelight Ling was not happy, and retorted, you come and take a look!

"As you said, if I fly faster than you, you won't have anything to eat tonight, so you can go to the Valley of Cultivating Immortals."

“……”

Forget it.

Playing flying with a superpower person who has been cultivating for more than ten years is simply asking for trouble.

Under Jiang Yuan's life-threatening serial urging, the candlelight spirit charged forward suddenly, dragging the sandbag with his small hand, exceeding the strength of his bewildered wrist.

Wrist strength: "Meow meow? ”

How to fly so fast!

Candlelight sped up and circled the runway, pulling on the sandbag and floating in a circle, leaving his wrist far behind.

In five minutes, Candlelight had completed five laps, and when it reached the finish line, it waved its small hand and threw the rope that tied the sandbag into the distance, falling to the ground and panting.

Teacher Wan watched the situation from a distance, and also noticed this fierce candlelight spirit, he took the class information file, and curiously opened it, looking for the information of the candlelight spirit.

"Candlelight Spirit, Jiang Yuan, superpower?"

After finding out the information of the candlelight spirit, Mr. Wan fell into deep thought: "Didn't superpowers raise superpower elves earlier, and go to raise ghost elves?" ”

……

"Rest."

Jiang Yuan picked up the Candlelight Spirit and flew five laps with a weight at high speed, with the current physical strength of the Candlelight Spirit, it was still a little unbearable and needed time to recover, but it was a pity that he didn't bring the Soul Jelly to the playground.

"Candlelight."

It's going to double its meal tonight.

"No problem."

After receiving Jiang Yuan's affirmative reply, Candlelight Spirit yawned, put away the flames above his head, and entered the Poke Ball to rest.

"Jiang Yuan, your candlelight spirit is so fierce, what are you eating?" Many students gathered around.

"Feed the soul."

"Huh?"

"That's what you think, soul."

"it!"

Jiang Yuan's words directly scared everyone away.

They thought that Candlelight Spirit could eat so strong by eating "vegetarian", but they didn't expect Candlelight Spirit to eat "meat".

It's horrible.

The Candlelight Spirit had already finished running, and the other elves' weight-bearing runs had just begun.

In the first lap or two, the students shouted very energetically, eager to rush up to help, and now, the whole class is sitting around the playground and chatting enthusiastically.

What?

Bottom three?

Let it be, so many people won't be my turn, right?

"Did you know that there were many murders of ghost elves attacking people in our Clear Box a month ago?" A well-informed boy whispered.

"Is there one? I haven't seen the news on the Internet. ”

"It is estimated that the elf who committed the murder has not been caught, and he has been suppressing it from others for fear of causing panic."

Speaking of the murder, half of the class's curiosity was aroused, and they asked the well-informed boy for more details.

Jiang Yuan was not interested in these gossips, he sat quietly on the artificial lawn, closed his eyes and practiced superpowers.

"Jiang Yuan." Chen Shanhui quietly came over.

"What?"

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes.

"Do you want to participate in the 7th Rookie Trainer Contest after midterm?" Chen Shanhui asked.

The Newcomer Trainer Competition, the provincial elf battle competition, is aimed at the sophomore students of high schools in the province, the purpose of which is to enhance the enthusiasm of students to cultivate elves and improve the basic quality of newcomers.

Every year, Fu Province holds a rookie trainer competition one month after the midterm exams, that is, at the end of November and the beginning of December, and this year is 2020, and it is the seventh rookie trainer.

Senior high school students face the college entrance examination and can't devote enough time to cultivate elves and prepare for competitions, but high school sophomores are different, high school sophomores have just raised elves for a short time, and they have the time and ability to cultivate elves.

Having this kind of large-scale competition at the very beginning of the game can broaden the eyes of the rookie trainer and allow all the rookie to have a deeper understanding and thinking about the elves.

In the newcomer competition, you will meet all kinds of strange newcomer trainers in the province, and be beaten by the routines, so as to become the driving force for your own progress, enrich your battle thoughts, and cultivate elves in a variety of ways.

"I don't know, it depends."

Jiang Yuan didn't have much interest in this rookie trainer competition, but he couldn't say enough, in case he changed his mind one day and wanted to participate.

The reward amount of the Rookie Trainer Contest is very high, but Jiang Yuan is not short of money for the time being, if he is short of money, he can just take something valuable and resell it.

What Jiang Yuan wants to do now is to make the candlelight spirit stronger, so that he has enough self-protection ability to deal with the prophecy of a superpower, and then find out the real cause of his father's death eight years ago.