Global Genie: The opening Truncated Atavistic Tyrannosaurus

Ten o’clock in the morning.

The Campus Rising Star Cup Qualifiers are about to begin.

The theme song “I Want to Become a Master Elf” sounded from the campus radio.

The rousing rhythm of the notes echoed over the school.

Listening to the beautiful singing, all the teachers and students gathered one after another towards the school playground to participate in the opening ceremony of this competition.

Ten twenty p.m.

President Wang Yangming took the stage to deliver a speech.

“Hello all teachers and students! Today is the day of the opening of the first campus rising star cup qualifier of our Yuqi High School, as the principal, I have a few words to say to everyone…”

I have to say that the leaders of any world are the same.

He said that he was talking two sentences, but he didn’t stop talking for half an hour.

After a series of smelly and long speeches, President Wang Yangming announced with hesitation: “I announce that the first campus rising star cup has officially begun. ”

“Snap!”

“Snap!”

“Snap!”

The audience applauded thunderously.

Afterwards, all the teachers and students dispersed in place.

Students in the senior class went to their respective battle venues to compete.

Other students who are not eligible to participate.

If you like elf battles, you can go to the battle hall in pairs.

If you are not interested, you will naturally go to the garden party, or find a small corner to play the Elf Glory game with your mobile phone.

As for the school leaders and those media reporters, there will be no qualifier audience at all.

After all, there is really nothing to see in the qualifiers.

Most of the students have just been getting the elves for a few months, and their strength is not much strong.

Rookie chickens pecking at each other.

The game process is naturally boring.

Only when they enter the official competition, those really strong and talented rookie trainers are screened out, this competition is somewhat interesting.

…

No. 3 vs. Battle Hall.

Luo Yu sat on a bench in the players’ lounge, quietly waiting for the computer to match his opponent.

Compared with Luo Yu’s calmness, Lin Chuan next to him was restless, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

“Brother Yu, do you say it’s still too late for me to abstain?”

Lin Chuan wiped the sweat from his palms and said rather nervously.

“Why abstain? It’s just a game, you have to follow the path of trainer, you will definitely have to adapt to it in the future. ”

Luo Yu asked in surprise.

“I’m not afraid! If I am pressed to the ground by my opponent and rubbed, then I will lose my face…”

Lin Chuan cried and said.

The first time he participated in an official competition, he didn’t have any bottom in his heart, for fear that he would lose too ugly and be ridiculed by his classmates.

Seeing that his dead party was cowardly because of this before fighting, Luo Yu also felt a little funny: “What is there to worry about!” If you lose, you lose, who hasn’t lost? Even those heavenly kings and champions have suffered miserable defeats! ”

“Besides, you won’t necessarily lose! Your fire dinosaur is a second-stage evolutionary type of the Royal Three Family, and its comprehensive strength is not bad in our senior third class! ”

“As long as you don’t run into guys who have mines at home, it’s definitely no problem to pass the qualifiers.”

“You have to have some confidence in yourself!”

Luo Yu patted his shoulder and cheered Lin Chuan on.

Hearing this, Lin Chuan suddenly relaxed a lot.

“Brother Yu, you’re right! Afraid of losing as a trainer! It’s just a game, who is afraid of whom! ”

He figured it out too.

Anyway, if you can’t beat it, try to lose decently and it’s over.

Do a good job in the ideological work of the dead party.

The computer also matches Luo Yu’s opponent.

Senior 3 (3rd class) Luo Yu VS Senior 3 (1st class) Wang Hsien Loong.

After receiving the notice, Luo Yu left the players’ lounge and entered the players’ tunnel to wait for the field.

Outside the players’ tunnel is the battlefield.

Standing in the player tunnel, Luo Yu could clearly see the battle situation on the battlefield outside.

The two opponents on the field now are Lada Jr. and Bobo.

These two elves are both in their original form, and their level strength is naturally average, and the only moves they can use are those few moves.

In addition, the trainers on both sides are all ordinary newcomers, and the conductor is not brilliant.

Therefore, the battle situation can be described as quite spicy to the eye.

The whole process flashed with electricity, quickly flashed away, stood up, etc….

Seeing it, Luo Yu couldn’t help but show the same speechless expression .jpg ‘Metro old man looking at his mobile phone’.

This kind of game is obviously not much to watch.

Luo Yu, who gave up watching the battle, took out his mobile phone and read novels to pass the time.

A few minutes later.

The results of this rookie chicken pecking at each other are finally out.

Bobo wins.

Although that little Dara level strength is a little higher than Bobo.

But Bobo can fly.

As long as Bobo doesn’t drop altitude, little Dara on the ground can’t play without long-range skills.

Such a big advantage, unless Bobo’s trainer brain watts, or the gap between the strength of the two sides is too large, it is difficult to lose.

Under Bobo’s obscene tactics of hitting and running, little Lada quickly lost all physical strength.

Regret the defeat.

The referee on the side immediately raised the small red flag in his right hand and said loudly: “Little Dara has lost the ability to fight, and the red player wins this round.” ”

The battle is over.

Naturally, the trainers on both sides could not continue to occupy the opposite battlefield.

Each takes the elves back to the Pokéballs and leaves.

Luo Yu put away his mobile phone and prepared to fight.

The next game is his game.

“Senior 3 (third class) Luo Yu player, please go to the red side of the battlefield and take your place.”

“Senior 3 (first class) Wong Hsien Loong players, please go to the blue side of the battlefield and take their places.”

As two broadcasts sounded, volunteers from part-time high school students began to methodically guide the contestants into the arena.