Elf: I am really a civilian trainer

In the future, the Sith broke away from the Shia and did not succumb to the rule of his father, Flamin.

However, Sith was not completely hostile to his father Flamin. According to Miyang from another world, Sith would cooperate with his father Flamin in the later period.

“…Hmm, hmm.”

The tape on Mi Yang's mouth was finally torn off by Sith.

“Captain Xisi, you finally let me speak. In fact, you don’t need to go through this actual combat training. I know I am no match for you.

However, people are different.

This is different from facing Mark, there is no chance of winning, and don't participate in his actual combat training.

Also, there are many things that are going to happen next, which I cannot talk about for the time being. What I just said about quitting the competition and dropping out of school are also my true thoughts, and I am not impulsive or anything like that..."

As Mi Yang spoke, Sis frowned and signaled to Shao Bu with his eyes. The latter once again picked up the tape, intending to seal the mouth of Mi Yang, who was babbling and mentally disturbed.

Noticing Shao Bu picking up the tape, Mi Yang immediately shouted: “What I said is true. You can’t do actual combat training with Mark. I’m doing this for your own good. Really. By the way, Yan Yong!

Yan Yong knows everything I said. He has been here these past two days. You can find out if you ask him!"

Xisi looked puzzled: "Yan Yong, the handsome blond boy from Hake Elf Academy?"

Mi Yang nodded continuously: "Yes, just call him over and ask him, Captain, you can really trust me."

As they were talking, Hassan, who was fiddling with his phone in the back, discovered something and his eyes lit up. He leaned over to Sis's ear and whispered something.

Just a few days ago, Mi Yang secretly found Yan Yong, and then Mi Yang and Yan Yong left Ruier City together, riding on desert dragonflies to fly west together.

After that, Mi Yang never came back.

Until a few hours ago, Mi Yang suddenly returned and sat alone in the corner, staring blankly.

Is it...

Mi Yang's mental state was obviously not right at this time. Could it be that something happened between him and Yan Yong?

We didn't have to wait too long before a team member came running over and said, "The teammates from Hake Elf Academy went out for dinner, but according to Supervisor Li Nianqiu, Yan Yong seemed to have left a few days ago and hasn't returned yet."

"Yan Yong is not here?"

Sith frowned in thought, things gradually became confusing.

In Area 3 of the Tianzhui Mountain Base, the forgotten blond handsome man Yan Yong sneezed several times in succession and continued to stare at the ceiling with lifeless eyes...

"Yan Yong is not here? Didn't he come back? Doesn't that mean he doesn't have to participate in the actual combat training of the College Cup? No, he didn't have to participate in the first place. He and Mark are on the same team..."

Mi Yang spoke continuously and suddenly realized something, his eyes widened, and an excited smile appeared on his face.

"Yes, this is the College Cup. Now I remember that this is not a real-life training, but a normal match. So even if we fight Mark, there won't be any problem. If we are defeated, it's over. That's fine. Captain, we just need to lose 3-0..."

Sith did not answer, but looked at the Psychic-type Pokémon Alakazam behind Mi Yang, and Gengar hovering above Mi Yang's head.

The two elves shook their heads one after another. They did not sense any psychic or ghost energy from Mi Yang's brain.

Mi Yang's words continued.

Perhaps because he realized that he didn't have to do actual combat training in the short term, Mi Yang relaxed a lot and talked more.

"Captain, in this Academy Cup match, Mark should send out his newly captured ghost-type Pokémon. It seems that he has already registered it. I heard that it will be the first to go on the field. Although there is basically no hope of winning, you can prepare. It is said that this Pokémon is not very strong among Mark's Pokémon. Maybe you can lose without being so ugly..."

hum!

Without letting Mi Yang continue speaking, Hu Di released his telekinesis and Mi Yang fell asleep.

Shao Bu caught the fainted Mi Yang and said, "Captain, could it be that Mi Yang and Yan Yong were looking for Mark together, and then challenged Mark privately, and Mark ended up hitting him too hard?"

Challenging Mark privately, and then being abused by Mark and becoming insane?

Sith frowned and shook his head.

"Let's deal with tomorrow's game first. Mi Yang's mental state doesn't seem to allow him to play. The third match against Zhou Kuan is still up to you. We can talk about other things after the game. After all, Dean William has already warned us..."

Chapter 335 Sith is scared

Tomorrow's match against Hack Elf Academy not only involves whether Riel Elf Academy can defend its title and achieve its 14th consecutive championship.

There are also two colleges here, and even some grievances and hatreds between Dean William and Dean Cao.

A long time ago, when facing the Hack Elf Academy, the Riel Elf Academy had always had the tradition of sending out its absolute main force as much as possible to shave the opponent's head.

Dean William and Dean Cao of Hake Elf Academy were similar old enemies in the past.

Not only that, according to gossip, the two old men seemed to have fallen in love with the same woman in the past.

If it were in the past, this would not be a big deal.

After all, the Riel Elf Academy and the Hake Elf Academy are not in the same league at all.

Generally speaking, the captain of Hack Elf Academy is about as strong as their ordinary team members, and is generally at the level of top 32 to top 16. They can only make it to the second round at best, and they won't make any waves in every competition.

But now that Mark has suddenly appeared, the plot has become a little bloody.

If I lose tomorrow, these two old guys won't cause any trouble, right?

Sith rubbed his temple gently.

"Oh, Shao Bu, Mi Yang's elves will be sent to the negative third floor for treatment and recuperation in a while. Just deduct the points you need from me..."

After settling Mi Yang's elves, Sis continued to mobilize and arrange for tomorrow's game. Then, near evening, Sis received a notice from the event group and went to attend a meeting.

Unlike the Hake Elf Academy which has a team leader, the Riel Elf Academy is an academy where students are highly autonomous.

Not only is Captain Sis the team leader, but the medical team at the preparation base is also composed entirely of trainees.

After a meeting that lasted an hour and a half, Sis got the entry information for the Hack Elf Academy and also saw Mark's most recently updated elf information - the mutant flaming horse (ghost system).

Just as Mi Yang said, Mark did capture a new ghost-type Pokémon, and as always, it was a mutant Pokémon.

"The ghost-type mutant Flame Horse... is it a regional form similar to the psychic-type Flame Horse of the Foros Empire?"

Sith thought thoughtfully.

After looking through the information, Sith did not go directly back to the preparation base of the Riel Elf Academy.

After sending the competition information to Hassen and asking him to notify the team members, Sis took advantage of the night and came to the hotel where the Hake Elf Academy was located.

Although he said that he would concentrate on the game and deal with other things after the game, he planned to meet with Mark before the game.

As the night deepened, Alakazam opened a concealing barrier on the back of Dragonite.

No one noticed that a blurry shadow was slowly rising and reaching the seventeenth floor of the hotel, which was the floor where Mark was.

Gengar appeared, lightly passed through the French window of the hotel, and then...

Gengar, with a smirk on his face, discovered a hole in the space in front of him. A blue eye appeared inside the hole, and the eye seemed to be surrounded by flames and kept jumping.

hum-

In the blink of an eye, dozens of ghost tentacles stretched out, and Ghost Horse dragged Gengar into the spirit world.

Sith, who was outside the window, lowered his head in confusion. He had no idea when a hole the size of a bucket appeared in his chest.

What happened?

By the time Sis realized something, his body had already crossed the space and entered the interior of the hotel.

Although there was a big hole in his chest, his blood did not spill onto the ground. Instead, as if they had lost gravity, the blood cells floated near his wound.

His Gengar was nowhere to be found, and Dragonite and Alakazam had fainted, and their Poké Balls were subsequently taken back by Mark in front of him.

Not only these two Poké Balls, but also his other dozen Poké Balls were all in Mark's hands.

Several Poké Balls seemed to sense his condition and kept shaking uneasily, but after a wave of white light appeared in Mark's palm, these Poké Balls became quiet.

"...Sith, the captain of the Riel Elf Academy?"

"Mark, huh? He doesn't seem to have any bad intentions."

"Tinnitini!"

"It seems that although our defensive arrangement responds quickly and quietly without causing any noise, it is prone to accidental injuries... However, if we make a detailed assessment, the response speed will be slow, and it is easy to miss opportunities..."

Mark pinched his chin lightly, walked to Sis and sighed: "Still, too weak..."

Sith's eyes were blank, and he wanted to speak but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

In front of his sight, a strange ripple appeared in the void, and a black ghost horse walked out, along with the unconscious Gengar.

Mark took out Gengar's Poké Ball and put Gengar into it.

Then, Sith found that Mark's palm was pressed against his chest...

Ok?

Why does his chest feel tactile?

Isn't there a big hole in his chest?

Sith lowered his head and saw green and silver lights appearing alternately. His flesh and blood were wriggling, and the big hole in his chest was healing at an extremely fast speed. All the blood suspended in the air also flowed into his body.

"The wound on my chest has basically healed, but my clothes are torn. Can I use a small wish to repair them?"

"Okay, leave it to Kira... Oops, my identity was almost exposed."

"You...when you take the memory potion later, give him a bigger dose..."

What is Mark talking to?

She sounds like a little girl, but she is different from ordinary little girls.

He vaguely saw a blurry shadow, but couldn't see it clearly.

While he was thinking, the silver glow appeared again, and the torn clothes on his chest were completely restored.

The Sith didn't have to wait too long.

Mark quickly brought a bottle of strange medicine and gulped it down his mouth. His consciousness gradually disappeared in the process...

……

……

At noon on January 1, the Royal Battle Arena was crowded with spectators and the place was bustling with noise. Some ticket sellers were among the crowd, trying to sell their front-row seats.

Although it was only the semi-finals of the College Cup, anyone with a discerning eye knew that the Earth Elf College and the Beita Mountain Elves in the other division were a level weaker.