On January 17th, the royal battle against the battlefield, the preparation base of the Rare Elf Academy.

The young Mi Yang stood in the corner with blank eyes.

"The House Cup is important not only to me, but also to you, so you can go back with me......

In his memory, Mark seemed to say something to him, as if to say that the actual combat training was suspended and that he would participate in the competition or something.

After that, he returned from the base of the Skyfall Mountain.

Mi Yang leaned against the corner with a dull gaze, and the players in the preparation room were talking about something at this time, and the mood of the team members was generally not high, and they looked like they had a feeling of sighing with a sad face.

What are they sighing for?

Could it be that their father is also missing?

By the way, his father is missing!

Miyan's cloudy eyes lit up, and he remembered that his father had been missing for many days, and Clark, who had always been trusted by his father, not only prevented him from calling the police, but also gave various reasons to prevent him from revealing the news of his father's disappearance.

These selfish adults, whose heads are full of dark thoughts of intrigue, are not worthy of his trust.

Miyang's mind popped up two of the best of his peers.

One is the genius trainer of the Sia Northland Royal Dragon Gym, and the NO.1 of the Rising Star List of the Shia Kingdom, Zhuxing.

The other is Pol, a traveling trainer from the Roma Federation, who had retired a few months ago in the face of a king-level trainer.

If it were these two people, they might be able to understand him and help him find his father.

However, the stars have been training in various places in recent years, and rarely return to the Dragon Gym, especially the traveling trainer Pol, who spends most of his time traveling.

As he thought about it, a new figure popped up in Miyang's mind.

It is the big devil Mark who has come out of nowhere, shining in the Sia Academy Cup competition, and ranking seventh on the Shia Rising Star List.

Although it is only ranked seventh, its strength is definitely not weak compared to Zhuxing and Pol, and it is even much stronger.

So......

Mi Yang's pupils kept shrinking, and more memories popped up in his mind.

He found Yan Yong, the handsome guy from the Hack Elf Academy, and then followed Yan Yong to the northwest corner of the Fallen Leaves Province of the Xia Kingdom, and finally came to Qingxi Village, where Mark lived, and then ......

His father, Flaming, Mark, the Devil's Wishing Star, and his other worldly self......

"Vomit ......"

Miyang bent over retching, and before he knew it, his body was already soaked with sweat, and his whole body continued to tremble.

Two days and two nights, dozens of actual combat exercises.

He once fought alongside his father, Flaming, to launch a scheming charge against the Devil's Wishing Star; also once teamed up with himself in another world, and was beaten by Mark's green caterpillar fancy hanging.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the first actual combat exercise.

He was a little unimpressed at first, until his right arm was shattered by the [Destruction Death Light].

It stands to reason that it would hurt if his right arm was blown open, at least that's what he thought.

But when his right arm really exploded, he didn't feel much pain, only a soreness that could not be described in words, and an itchy feeling.

Of course, it may also have something to do with the fact that his brain was down at that time.

The moment he found his right arm exploding, he only felt that his brain was blank.

Then, just as he was in a daze, his body inexplicably took a few steps back.

He didn't know when a big hole had been broken in his chest.

His life was as fragile as straw, and as he fell backwards, he even felt himself thrown into the arms of death.

Then, as he threw himself into the arms of the Grim Reaper, a silver glow alternated with the power of green, dragging him back from the Grim Reaper's embrace.

He came back to life.

Maybe it was because he saw a big hole in his chest and thought he was dead.

Mazura's face was hideous, and her whole body was surrounded by ice and cold, and she burst out with incredible power.

He felt that Mazula might even burst out with a combat power close to the Heavenly King level.

However, this is how Ma Tula, who entered the state of rage, has no power to fight back in the hands of Green Caterpillar and Mark.

Yes, it's not just Mark's perverted green caterpillar, Mark himself can easily beat the rampaging Mazula.

Vague memory.

Mark and the Green Caterpillar beat up the rampage and teach Marula in an attempt to control her rampage.

Mark said: It is not difficult to rely on emotional outbursts to make the strength go berserk, the difficulty is to maintain sanity in the process, and use this reason to control the power after the rampage.

Under Mark's constant teachings, his Maura gradually regained some of his senses, and then, as Mark's instructions, controlled his own power, and attacked Mark even further and more frantically.

Apparently, the rampage Mazura did not know that he had been saved.

Eventually, the exhausted spirits such as Mahula and the Forked Bat were placed next to him.

"In the actual combat process, the trainer's body is extremely fragile, you have to pay attention to your position in the next actual combat exercise, okay, you take a break first, and after ten minutes we will continue to the next actual combat exercise......

Leaving a word, Mark's figure gradually faded away, and then, before he could come back to his senses, Mark arrived again, and the second combat exercise began......

The images in his memory kept flashing like a marquee, and Mi Yang gasped for breath.

In the preparation base, it seems that someone is talking about something.

"Let's cheer up, we're not without a chance of winning, the elf battle is a game full of miracles, and there will always be all kinds of miracles happening in the arena."

"I know Mark is very powerful, but it's not enough to train the elves to be strong, the bond, friendship, and belief are not only the strength of the elves themselves, but also the bonds between us and the elves, which is also the meaning of the existence of trainers."

"Trust our partners who will fight side by side with us!"

"In the next vanguard battle, I will be the first to play, as much as possible to weaken Mark's strength, in the second doubles match, I will send a second team lineup to further snipe Mark with Hasson, and then the backbone battle, Mi Yang's state is not very good, Shao Bu, you come to replace him, your elf is just to restrain Zhou Kuan of the Hack Elf Academy......"

Miyang leaned against the wall behind him, still panting continuously.

Dozens of actual combat exercises, his father Flamin, and his self in another world, these things are superimposed, and his thoughts cannot be recovered.

By the way, it seems that there is also the division of the Kingdom of Thea, the outbreak of the chaos elf tide, and the ruins of Riel City.

Mi Yang covered his head, and suddenly noticed a figure walking in front of him.

Shao Bu walked up to Mi Yang and said: "Senior Brother Mi Yang, about the next semi-finals, I'll play, Captain Sith let you play before, in fact, he planned to let you adapt to the arena and train you in advance."

But if we want to win the next game, we have to give it our all.

I know you're not going to agree, so let's follow the rules and have an elf battle, and if I win, I'll play tomorrow's game. ”

"Elf...... Isn't the battle a real combat exercise? ”

Miyang raised his head a little dazedly.

Shao Bu smiled: "3v3 rules, or 6v6 rules are fine, of course, if you want to use an elf to decide the winner, you can also ......"

(End of chapter)