Let the pet walk all the way to the playground.
For Su Zhi, the more important thing than cooking is undoubtedly to take a look at Yu Bao's newly mastered sandstorm.
The midday sun was so strong that the air near the ground was slightly distorted.
"Are you sure it's okay here?" Su Zhi looked around.
"Woof!"
Yu Bao nodded excitedly.
He said it was not a big problem!
Although the effect of the sandstorm is to hit the opponent with wind and sand, it does not need to be surrounded by wind and sand, as long as there are entities composed of earth elements such as earth or stone!
Su Zhi: "..."
What he meant was that it would be bad if you accidentally hit someone else...
But it's lunch time now, and there's no one on the playground. Even if a sandstorm is unleashed here, there's no need to worry about accidental injuries.
Su Zhi chose a relatively shady place and sat down on the ground.
Yu Bao held his breath, concentrated, and began to exert force.
It seems that he is still not skilled enough, and the facial muscles have serious compensation... Seeing Yu Bao's expression of exertion, Su Zhi silently complained in his heart.
But then, his eyes widened in surprise.
Under Yu Bao's control, wind and sand surged up.
Different from the past feeling of being weak and weak when practicing Sand Storm, this time Su Zhi really felt that the output-type skills should be sharp.
Under Yu Bao's control, the wind and sand swirled into a tornado, surrounding him in the center!
"boom!"
Yu Bao glanced at him.
The storm swept the sand and rocks out, like a furious saloon, crashing hard on the lawn in front.
"Woof!"
After unleashing his ultimate move, Yu Bao shook his tail excitedly.
Su Zhi looked at the beaten lawn in surprise.
A small pit was made in the lawn, and the surface inside the pit was extremely rough - these were the effects of high-speed cutting by sand and dust.
"That's awesome...how did you do it?"
"Woof! Woof!"
After listening to Yu Bao's explanation, Su Zhi clapped his right hand and his left hand and had an epiphany.
Yes, sandstorm is generally a skill mastered by pets in desert areas.
Although the skill itself is a pure earth skill, desert areas are windy environments.
These pet beasts were born and raised in this environment, and in the process of learning skills, they will also imitate the style of Guangfeng intentionally or unintentionally.
Simply put, they are born with an "image" of the wind.
Yu Bao's previous attempt to release the Sand Storm by purely controlling the earth element was somewhat deviated in direction.
But now that he understood the inner connection between wind and sand, Yu Bao suddenly became enlightened.
Even if there is no wind in the future, he can still release a sandstorm.
"OK!"
Su Zhi gave a thumbs up in approval.
This was something Yu Bao realized by himself. Even if he thought about it, it might not be of any use if he thought about it for a few days.
"Who said Yu Bao is a stupid puppy? He is obviously a smart guy!"
"Woah~" Yu Bao scratched his head a little embarrassed.
Su Zhi turned on his phone and checked "Sand Storm" on the memo.
Yubao’s characteristic skill path has taken its second step!
The dust storm was a hurdle.
After overcoming this hurdle, learning the next few related skills will be much smoother.
As of the city league, Yu Bao has almost finished learning the first small system and has begun to form competitiveness!
Plus some extra support.
In the near future, they will be able to compete with more masters and collect more points!
Ah, you mean champion?
What's the use of that thing?
Since awakening this talent, Su Zhi and Yu Bao have been completely immersed in the fun of adding points and pondering new skills.
Ranking and winning or losing, which used to be more important, now don't matter.
"Man is controlling the beast, adding some points cured my mental internal friction"
Su Zhi planned to go to dinner and looked at the clock - 13:00.
Sad, the canteen is closed...
Su Zhi sighed.
Yu Bao, on the other hand, released the sand storm over and over again.
He is very excited now.
The skill that he had been thinking about for several days was finally mastered. The feeling that he couldn't learn it despite being separated by a layer of veil always made him feel itchy.
He was going to use this little trick of playing hard to get hard! Feel it again from the inside out!
Su Zhi, who heard Yu Bao's inner voice, hesitated to speak, hesitated to speak, and finally chose to smile.
As long as Yubao is happy.
·
Outside the playground, a man and a woman wearing student union armbands strolled forward.
The girl has short pink hair and is holding a camera; the boy has a middle-parted hairstyle and of course is not wearing overalls.
Zhang Xueying and Lu Dongjie are the principal and deputy ministers of the New Media Department of the Student Union. They are sophomores in high school this year and are looking for interviewees.
Because the school believes:
[There is an inter-school exchange competition coming soon, and there will be a city league soon. The students must be very enthusiastic about training. 】
[Interview with several classmates and pets who train hard during lunch break to show off the style of our first middle school students! 】
The two accepted the mission and searched for it at noon.
Then I realized that no one was training hard, it was all bullshit.
The training tasks stipulated in the education syllabus are boring and arduous. The pet beasts shook their heads after seeing them, eager to practice.
But it’s no good if you can’t find someone to interview. You can’t go back empty-handed...
This made them no longer human inside and out.
Finally, Lu Dongjie grabbed the minister's clothes: "Minister, take a rest! I'm almost dry in the sun."
"Can you do it, little dog?"
Zhang Xueying complained casually, wiped the sweat from her face, and sighed.
"Let's go to the playground stand for a while. At least it will cool down."
"Hey, what's going on here? This..."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Dongjie saw Su Zhishi Chong and froze on the spot.
The new matchmaker radar is activated - it’s performance!
"Elbow! Go find him!"
"Ahem?"
Zhang Xueying didn't react, so she was picked up by Lu Dongjie and ran away.
·
"This classmate! Please take a moment of your time! We want to interview you!"
"Huh? Interview me?"
Su Zhi looked at the two seniors coming all the way and blinked.
These two are somewhat famous, but Su Zhi has only seen them on the school's official account.
"That's right, it's an interview to showcase our school's students. Don't be nervous...just a few simple questions!"
"Ah, punishment." Su Zhi nodded.
Anyway, he has nothing to do for the time being.
Lu Dongjie nodded excitedly.
"Then let me start. Let's pretend to meet by chance first. Ahem...this classmate! Can I interview you?"
Su Zhi: "Ah..."
The two first conducted an interview focusing on basic information, and then talked about training and competition.
"I noticed that your pets are training hard even at noon. You must be preparing for the exchange competition and the city league, right?"
Lu Dongjie blinked eagerly, indicating that Su Zhi should be aggressive next:
"Do you have a goal? How strong are you?"
"Uh, no."
Su Zhi replied, "It doesn't matter what kind of result you get. I think the most important thing is to enjoy the competitive process itself, and then learn lessons, sum up experience, and continue to get stronger... That's it."
——In a sense, it is indeed true.
"well said!"
Lu Dongjie couldn't close his mouth.
Look at this little boy, he speaks nicely, is humble yet arrogant, and the interview is very effective.
What is a pattern? This is called pattern!
"Okay! Our New Media Department also wishes Su Zhi good luck and good luck! Get a good ranking!"
"Thank you, then bye..."
"Don't leave in a hurry! There will be a pet beast competition session at the end!"
Lu Dongjie smiled apologetically.
"Sorry, this is required by the school, and we also... eh?"
It's really not a good idea to take up other people's training time for sparring. He was thinking about how to apologize.
But why do I feel like the way my junior brother looks at me...
Like looking at wool?
