The story of how I became a beast tamer

Chapter 18 Skill Game

With the flapping of its wings, countless feathers filled the entire sky.

Kha'Zix's speed immediately dropped significantly.

The second raid failed to reach the enemy.

Several waves of attacks failed, and instead, the Greyfeathered Eagle's counterattacks injured the Greyfeathered Eagle's body.

On the sidelines, Zhang Chuman, who had returned at some point, was watching the battle unfold.

A somewhat disheveled middle-aged man stood next to her.

Wei Shuqi, the head of the investigation team of the Tianqiong City Alliance branch, has an amazing ability to observe and is well-known in the industry.

"Uncle Wei, what do you think of his performance?" Zhang Chuman asked with a smile.

"Not bad." Wei Shuqi untied the wine flask and openly drank during work hours: "A speed-up skill at the Proficiency level is rare at this level."

They are rare, but not nonexistent.

With the advancements in elf genetics, it is now possible to artificially intervene in elf offspring.

It not only increases initial individual stats, but also helps with skill inheritance.

Some exceptional Pokémon have a natural affinity for the skills their parents possess, which can greatly increase their leveling speed during training.

I've never heard of anyone researching Leafblade Mantis.

"It seems this elf is extraordinary, and that boy is no ordinary person either," Wei Shuqi concluded.

Zhang Chuman immediately laughed: "If Uncle Wei likes it, he can accompany you in the social practice class."

"...Ha, I have no interest in taking care of children."

In response, Zhang Chuman only said one sentence: "He is from Dongjiao City."

Wei Shuqi was taken aback upon hearing this, and his gaze returned to the boy.

The fact that the boy was able to walk out of the eastern suburbs alive means that he had experienced dangers that ordinary people could not imagine.

Such a person certainly cannot be called a child.

Wei Shuqi didn't say anything more, and the two continued to watch the battle on the field.

......

The two-minute time limit had already expired.

But neither side showed any intention of stopping.

The gray-feathered eagle flapped its wings continuously, unleashing wave after wave of feather blades.

Treat your opponent as a Pokémon of the same level.

Kha'Zix darted around the field, and every time he tried to ambush his opponent, those annoying feathers would block his way.

Once the rate of contamination drops drastically, it will no longer be effective in a surprise attack.

The examiner glanced at the boy, thought for a moment, and decided to continue the fight.

This is clearly a promising talent, but his understanding of combat is too superficial.

In Pokémon battles, winning is never simply a matter of speed.

"Still too inexperienced."

Fang Bo's experience was indeed insufficient.

The game is all turn-based; you hit me once, I'll hit you back with a big punch.

There are too many factors to consider in real-world combat.

Kha'Zix's weakness in dodging has been exposed again.

It took the attack that it should have avoided with its body.

This leads to a further decrease in speed.

There is a huge gap in status between the two sides.

This means that the gray-feathered eagle's physical strength is far superior to its.

"We can't drag this out any longer." With a sudden thought, Fang Bo decided to take a gamble.

Upon receiving the order, he abruptly stopped.

The gray-feathered eagle was prepared and immediately used its feather-falling technique again, surrounded by countless feathers.

However, Kha'Zix simply remained where he was and did not immediately make a move against it.

"Oh no." The examiner's heart sank, realizing that his skill had been tricked by his opponent.

This is going to be dangerous.

The examiner was testing his ability to respond, but Fang Bo was also testing the rhythm of the opponent's attack.

A sudden change of tactics caused the opponent to use the wrong skill due to habitual thinking.

"The battles of the elves are an art of strategy."

Fangbo has a wealth of experience in this regard.

His daily gameplay, involving dozens of matches, has made him highly adept at analyzing his opponents' behavior and habits.

"Kha'Zix, end this fight."

The leap was executed with full force, creating a vortex of airflow the instant it took off.

This shows just how fast Kha'Zix can be when he's sprinting at full speed.

Speed ​​is the Greyfeather Eagle's advantage.

When the strongest point is crushed by the enemy, all its resistance seems so futile.

With a single slash, the arena's protection mechanism was successfully triggered.

Seeing the Leaf Blade Mantis covered in blood, all the spectators gave it a warm round of applause.

As for the man whose red-hot temper had broken down, he had long since disappeared from the guild hall without anyone noticing.

Nobody paid any attention to his existence from beginning to end.

Fang Bo patted Kha'Zix on the head: "Well done."

The elf responded with a loud cry.

Fang Bo then stepped aside and let the medical staff carry it away for treatment.

A few minutes later, the staff brought over his internship certificate.

From this moment on, Fang Bo was a registered professional trainer in the league.

They are qualified to accept commissions and participate in various competitions organized by the government.

"Wow, you're amazing!" Jiang Yueci jumped out from the side.

Fang Bo glanced at her: "You passed the test?"

"Of course." Jiang Yueci shook her bun, holding the little pony in her arms. "It's not a problem for Xiaoling."

At this moment, Zhang Chuman, who had disappeared, suddenly returned.

She smiled and praised him, then turned around and saw the two dumplings: "Hey, you're something else, you've already got a girlfriend not long after I left."

Fang Bo rolled his eyes and ignored her, while Jiang Yueci's smile froze on her face.

He quickly waved his hand in denial: "No, we didn't. I just came to watch his assessment."

"Oh, you're here to see him take the test?" Zhang Chuman deliberately dragged out her words.

Jiang Yueci blushed slightly and handed the drink she had bought to Fang Bo.

"I'll come visit you sometime." With that, he turned and ran.

They disappeared into the crowd.

Fang Bo held his drink and watched her figure disappear into the clubhouse.

Zhang Chuman nudged him with her elbow: "You're something else, kid. I knew I was right about you."

"...So what image do I have in your heart?"

"Haha, that's not important."

The two chatted idly, quietly waiting for Kha'Zix to finish his treatment.

......

Outside the guild hall, a boy was squatting in a corner.

It was the boy who had failed the previous assessment.

He was wearing a faded old coat, buried his head in his knees, and tears silently streamed down his face.

He came from a poor family and managed to scrape together the assessment fee.

He was shocked by the unexpected failure and didn't know how to face his parents.

At that moment, a woman in work clothes walked over, holding a card in her hand, and told him that he was the lucky winner of the day and could receive a mystery prize for free.

This is enough to make up for the loss of his failed assessment.

The boy took the card with a blank expression, and after checking it repeatedly, he finally smiled broadly.

He bowed several times before turning to leave.

He was so happy that he didn't notice the girl with the bun hairstyle who passed by him.

Jiang Yueci gave an "OK" sign to the woman in work clothes, teased the elf, and got into a high-end hovercar parked in front of her.

"I have a really happy day."

Jiang Yueci leaned back in her chair, her drink cup empty. She held it in her hand, turning it around and around, lost in thought.

An elderly man sat in the front row, wearing a well-tailored dark coat, his gray hair neatly combed.

Turning to the smiling young girl, the old man's tone carried a hint of concern: "Your Highness, the entrance exam is in a few days. Would you like to prepare?"

Jiang Yueci threw the empty cup into the trash can, waved her hand, and said, "No need, I trust Xiaoling's abilities."

The old man paused for a moment: "Your Highness, Tianqiong Academy has adjusted its assessment standards this year. You'd better be prepared."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Yueci yawned, reclined the chair, and shrank into it.

A few seconds later, she drifted off into a sweet dream.

The old man smiled helplessly and muttered to himself, "You underestimate Tianqiong Academy. You might suffer for it."

The hovercar smoothly drove onto the main road, merged into the traffic, and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.