Chapter 18: Chapter Eighteen: Top Two!

The third day.

Lin Mo arrived at school early.

It wasn't that he was overly eager to study; he simply couldn't wait to obtain that common-type tree fruit.

Everyone stood at the competition site.

The Teaching Director above looked at the crowd and said: "Because of the participants, the person who drew a blank will battle Teacher Hongshao!"

"What??"

"Teacher Hongshao isn't an Elite Level trainer!"

"This isn't fair!"

Seeing the reaction, the Teaching Director waved his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down.

"They aren't powerful Little Spirits; they're just some Beginner-level starter spirits!"

Hearing this, several people glanced at each other, seeing the fear in each other's eyes.

Compared to peers, it's obviously much harder to face an Elite Level trainer.

Perhaps he saw the students' fear below.

The Teaching Director curled the corner of his mouth into a smile: "Whoever defeats Teacher Hongshao will advance directly to the finals!"

Hearing this, a glint flashed in several people's eyes.

Being able to fight one less match and go straight to the finals

It is naturally something they could only hope for.

"Then let's draw lots!"

Seeing that everyone had no objections, the Teaching Director above pointed to the box in front of him.

"I'll go first!"

Lian Ni Chang saw that no one was moving, so she stepped forward voluntarily.

"Number one!"

Lian Ni Chang lifted her number plate and immediately walked toward trial field number one.

Lin Mo, seeing this, was not polite either; he stepped forward directly and pulled out a number plate.

"Number three??"

Seeing the '3' on it, Lin Mo blinked slightly and looked up at the Teaching Director in front of him.

"Me and Teacher Hongshao?"

The Teaching Director curled the corner of his mouth into a smile: "Not bad, not bad—I heard you're the lucky one who got two blanks!"

Saying this, the Teaching Director couldn't help laughing: "Good thing number three isn't a blank, otherwise you little brat would have three blanks in a row!"

"..."

Lin Mo embarrassedly rubbed his head, looking at the number three plate in his hand, then gazed toward the distant Hongshao.

As for the students, Lin Mo felt no pressure.

An Level 18 Da Zhen Feng, plus all this training,

gave him full confidence that he could win.

But facing Teacher Hongshao,

Lin Mo felt somewhat uncertain.

After all, this was his first time facing an Elite Level trainer.

Although it wasn't his own Little Spirit, the unknown was what Lin Mo feared most.

Teacher Hongshao glanced at the three offered Little Spirit balls, didn't think much, and casually took one.

"I hear your luck is pretty good!"

Teacher Hongshao pointed at the spirit ball in his hand and said, "Guess whether this spirit ball is a fire-type among the three starter spirits!"

Da Zhen Feng is an Insect-type Poison-type Little Spirit.

Its weaknesses are only Flying-type, Fire-type, and Psychic-type.

Among the three starter spirits—Water, Grass, and Fire—only the Fire-type is feared.

"Whoosh!" the spirit ball in Teacher Hongshao's hand flew out steadily.

A green Laurel Leaf appeared on the field.

"Ding-dong! A Little Spirit Laurel Leaf detected ten meters ahead!"

{Laurel Leaf (Grass-type)}

{Level: Level 16 (Beginner Level)}

{Trait: Lush Growth}

{Skills: Impact, Photosynthesis, Cry, Leaf Blade, Sleep Powder, Poison Powder}

{Potential: Elite Level}

Hearing the System Prompt Sound from his ear, Lin Mo let out a shameless laugh.

Grass-type is completely countered by Insect-type Poison-type.

Moreover, the Laurel Leaf is only Level 16, so Lin Mo truly has nothing to fear.

"..."

Upon seeing the Laurel Leaf before him, Teacher Hongshao couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

He also hadn't expected that Lin Mo's luck would be this good.

He had casually picked a Little Spirit, and it turned out to be a Grass-type Laurel Leaf.

Hmph!

Only saw Red Sweet Potato let out a light hum, gazing at the Laurel Leaf ahead, saying: 'Flying Leaf Swift Blade!'

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Accompanied by a series of piercing tearing-through-air sounds, one could see bluish-green green flying knives instantly condense into shape.

Slashed toward Da Zhen Feng.

Spit Silk!

Lin Mo's expression remained calm, and he did not let Da Zhen Feng dodge.

Pfft!

Only saw Da Zhen Feng's mouth slightly open, with strands of snow-white silk spraying out from its mouth.

The white silk was like slender fingers, completely pulling down the sky-covering green flying knives.

This also shows Da Zhen Feng's strength is far greater than Laurel Leaf's.

If their strengths were comparable, the sharp flying knives could completely shred the white silk.

Poison Needle!

Lin Mo's expression remained calm as he looked at the dazed Laurel Leaf standing in place, saying: 'Grinding, then close-range chaotic strikes!'

In just a short moment, Lin Mo had already issued three commands to Da Zhen Feng.

Poison Needle, used to restrict Laurel Leaf's movement; Grinding increases Da Zhen Feng's damage.

Chaotic Strikes, a fatal blow.

Lin Mo's judgment was extremely quick, after all, the opponent is an Elite Level Trainer Red Sweet Potato.

Naturally, it wouldn't be much different.

Only saw Red Sweet Potato's face show determination, directly shouting: 'Dodge! Then Impact!'

Thud thud!

Although Laurel Leaf is small in size, its speed is not slow.

With both feet on the ground, it directly dodged the poison needles thrusting from midair.

Raising its head, its whole body emitted a faint white light.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by a series of stomping sounds, Laurel Leaf charged toward Da Zhen Feng.

Rip!

The sharp steel needle, without any obstruction, directly pierced Laurel Leaf's chest.

Bright red blood continuously gushed from Laurel Leaf's body.

Drip drip.

It slid out along Laurel Leaf's wound.

The pained Laurel Leaf burst forth with the strong power of its sturdy body.

It directly slammed into Da Zhen Feng's body.

With a bang, it directly knocked Da Zhen Feng several meters away.

Laurel Leaf staggered, its right knee hitting the ground, showing great pain.

But Red Sweet Potato across from it smiled, saying: 'Photosynthesis!'

'Photosynthesis: Heals self. Depending on the weather, the recovery amount will vary!'

Red Sweet Potato smiled, looking at Lin Mo: 'Although your Da Zhen Feng is stronger, my Laurel Leaf has a healing move; trading wounds for wounds, I still have a greater chance of victory!'

'Really?'

Lin Mo's mouth curled slightly, he extended his right hand, pointing at Laurel Leaf's feet.

Only saw strands of deep purple poison needles deeply piercing Laurel Leaf's soles.

In just a moment, its feet already showed specks of purple.

And due to the poisoning, the photosynthesis Laurel Leaf had just performed came to an abrupt halt.

'What!'

Red Sweet Potato widened its eyes, filled with disbelief: 'How did you calculate that?'

Hehe!

Lin Mo gave a light smile: 'The moment you said Impact, I knew the teacher wanted to trade wounds for wounds, and I knew you wanted to slowly drain my Da Zhen Feng's stamina!'

Hehe!

Saying this, Lin Mo lightly patted Da Zhen Feng beside him, laughing: 'So I just used a little trick!'

Because Little Spirit battles require shouting out commands.

This easily gives the opponent time to react.

Therefore Lin Mo and Da Zhen Feng developed some small hand signals.