Elf, I am really a farmer

Wen Qi sat upright in the seat of the aircraft. The five people beside him became more and more unscrupulous, constantly provoking him with words and small actions, trying to anger him.

Wen Qi felt the rage in his heart suddenly rising up, his chest heaving violently, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his joints turning white from the force.

But at the moment when his anger was about to erupt, his reason was like a solid dam, firmly blocking the surging emotions.

He took a deep breath, his chest puffed up, and exhaled slowly, forcing down the anger in his heart.

In an instant, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his originally bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

The look he gave these five people was like looking at five dead people, without any warmth at all.

Although these five people surrounded him closely and exuded a malicious aura, Wen Qi knew very well that they were on an aircraft and they were cautious and did not dare to act rashly.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked out the porthole, watching the clouds quickly passing by, and estimated that there was still a long time to reach the destination. He thought to himself:

Instead of wasting time dealing with them here, it’s better to calm down and get some sleep.

Thinking of this, he simply ignored the five people around him, slowly closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

His body leaned back slightly in the seat, and on the surface he looked very calm, with his breathing steady, as if he was really asleep.

But in reality, his mind was like a high-speed machine, with all kinds of thoughts and ideas flashing through his mind like lightning.

He weighed the pros and cons again and again, wondering whether he should take action now to kill these five people.

But in the end I felt it was still a bad idea, so I decided to take action later. It’s not convenient to take action on the aircraft, and there are surveillance cameras here.

The five supreme trainers looked at Wen Qi, who was unmoved, and looked at each other with confusion written all over their faces.

One of them couldn't help but lowered his head slightly and muttered in a low voice:

"Is this kid really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?

We were so brazen, but he wasn't afraid at all and remained indifferent. What does this mean? Could he really be so brave? "

As he spoke, he would occasionally look up to secretly observe Wen Qi's reaction.

Another person frowned and continued with a puzzled look:

"I guess he's so confident because he has a quasi-champion Psychic Elf.

But does he really think that this strength can keep him safe?

You are so calm now, you must not know our true strength yet, that's why you are so indifferent.

I see he appears to be calm and composed, but maybe he is scared to death inside and is just pretending to be calm. "

As he spoke, he stroked his chin, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Although they thought so in their hearts, they really didn't dare to take action on the aircraft at this time.

They all knew that if they really fought here and the alliance found out, they would be in trouble.

Maybe he would not only be severely punished by the alliance, but also be spurned by the entire elf training community.

Thinking of this, they looked at each other, with a tacit understanding in their eyes, and decided to follow the original plan and wait for Wen Qi to return home before taking action.

Just like that, after Wen Qi closed his eyes and rested, the atmosphere in the entire aircraft gradually returned to normal.

The originally depressing and suffocating atmosphere quietly dissipated like a thick fog blown away by the wind.

The passengers around were keenly aware of this change and they all breathed a sigh of relief. Their nerves, which had been as tense as bowstrings, slowly relaxed.

The mother holding the child's frown gradually relaxed, and the worry on her face gradually faded away.

She patted the child's back gently, humming an unknown ballad;

The young man no longer fidgeted and twisted his body like before.

At this moment, he leaned back in his chair, his face regained calm, and he took out a book and began to read leisurely.

Soon, the aircraft slowly landed at the airport in Changqing City.

After Wen Qi got off the aircraft, he walked straight to the ticket window without stopping. He came to the ticket window and said in a firm tone:

"Give me a ticket back to Chunhua City."

After getting the ticket, he carefully put it into his pocket and turned to leave.

The five supreme trainers no longer concealed their malice at this time. Their eyes were full of greed and ferocity, like a group of hungry wolves staring at their prey.

If this wasn't a large airport in Changqing City, a first-tier city, with many people and surveillance and security personnel everywhere, they would have been unable to hold back and would have rushed forward to attack Wen Qi.

In this way, the group followed Wen Qi back to Chunhua City.

After leaving the city, Wen Qi kept an eye on the movements behind him. He keenly noticed that the five people were following him closely, like a tail that could not be shaken off.

He was speechless for a while, thinking to himself:

You guys are so stupid, don't you see that I'm not afraid of you at all? You still dare to follow me and force me to kill people, it's really a headache.

In desperation, Wen Qi did not go back to the farm directly, but took the five people to a relatively remote place outside the suburbs of Chunhua City.

This place is surrounded by dense woods and overgrown weeds and is rarely visited by people.

He stopped, turned slowly, stood firmly on the ground with both feet, his hands hanging naturally, and shouted loudly to the air around him with a firm look in his eyes:

"Come out, the five of you! We've been following me all the way. Even if you're not tired, I am tired. So stop hiding."

His voice was powerful and reverberating in the empty suburbs, carrying with it an unquestionable aura, as if announcing to the five people that this chase was about to come to an end.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five top trainers slowly walked out from the darkness. Their steps were a little heavy, and they held the Poké Balls tightly in their hands, with both nervousness and excitement in their eyes.

They spread out in a fan shape, surrounding Wen Qi in the middle.

For a moment, the temperature in the air seemed to drop, and the atmosphere became extremely solemn, as if a needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Wen Qi stood in the open countryside, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring straight at the five heavenly trainers who came out of the darkness, his voice loud and intimidating:

"Don't you realize that I'm not afraid of you at all? Why do you still dare to follow me? Aren't you afraid that you will never come back?"

He crossed his arms across his chest, stood tall, and exuded an aura of confidence.

After hearing this, the five people were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter.

One of the burly top trainers laughed so hard that he fell backwards, with a bit of sarcasm on his face. He pointed at Wen Qi and said:

"Why are you so arrogant? Do you think you can scare us with your quasi-champion super elf?

Did you know that the five of us are all Elite Trainers, and we have a total of 20 Elite-level Pokémon in total?

As for you, you'd better surrender. We can give you a decent ending.

Of course, if you can come up with more good stuff, we can let you go, kid, what do you think?"

As he spoke, he proudly shook the Poké Ball in his hand.

When Wen Qi heard this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of disdainful sneer.

He thought to himself: You guys think you can threaten me?

It's really overestimating one's abilities.

He responded with a firm look in his eyes and without fear:

"I don't think so. Since you are so polite, I will give you a choice. Leave now and I will let bygones be bygones. It's good for you, me and everyone else. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

As Wen Qi spoke, he slowly raised his hand. He had already grasped his Poké Ball in his hand. His thumb gently stroked the ball, ready for battle.

When the other top trainers heard Wen Qi's tough response, the smiles on their faces disappeared instantly, and were replaced by anger and vigilance.

One of the thinner Tenno trainers frowned, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:

"This kid is still very stubborn. It seems that he doesn't know how powerful we are unless we teach him a lesson."

His hands unconsciously clenched the Poké Ball, ready to release the Pokémon at any time.

There was another top trainer who showed a hint of hesitation in his eyes. He pulled his companions and whispered:

"This kid is so confident, maybe he has some tricks up his sleeve. We'd better be careful."

But his words were quickly drowned out by the shouting and cursing of others.

At this time, the two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere was extremely tense, as if the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and a war was about to break out.