Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 365 Nine consecutive victories!
At first, Pan Sen's hesitant appearance made everyone think that this match should be stable.

But no one expected that they would directly send out a gear monster that could break through to the peak of the elite at any time, and the champion was also stubborn and took over the game without hesitation.

The battle started, and as expected, a battle between dragons and tigers took place, and the gear monster even maintained a slight advantage for a time by virtue of its three exclusive skills.

But no one thought that a seemingly fragile knot would directly put the gear monster into an embarrassing situation.

The gears are stuck!
"Zoroark, true energy bomb!"

"Kuso!"

The pure white qi bomb was held by Zoroark with both hands, and he didn't release it. Instead, it hit the gear monster hard in the form of a smash!

Bang!
The infuriating bomb exploded, directly blowing the gear monster out, but then it was pulled to the ground abruptly by the tough green grass.

"One more time, True Qi Bomb!"

"Gear monster, use a gear frisbee!"

Zoroark once again condensed an infuriating bomb, and then threw it out without hesitation.

I didn't throw it just to be cool, and the energy of the explosion accidentally hurt it a little bit.

This time I dare not be skinny.

Facing the infuriating bomb that attacked again, although the gear monster tried hard to turn the gears to crush the grass knots, so as to condense energy and use its unique skills, it was still a bit slow.

Bang!
The zhenqi bomb hit the gear monster again, which was no different from a fixed target. The smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, and the gear monster fell to the ground motionless, losing its ability to fight.

"The first round of the infinite mode of the group arena, the ring master wins!" Don George announced loudly.

Everyone sighed, but gave applause to both sides without hesitation. Although this battle was a bit anticlimactic, there is no doubt about the strength of Mo Yan and Pan Sen.

It's super awesome!

It took three seconds for the big screen to play the win, and then the scrolling interface popped up again.

Obviously, the infinite mode of the group arena is seamless, and the next game will start immediately after one game ends!
But Mo Yan looked at the scrolling names, and suddenly another thought came to his mind.

What if I don't call stop?

Ok……

"Ahem... stop!"

Forget it, at least he is the champion who successfully defended the ring, how could he be so shameless.

The record is obviously won by strength, if you really do this, if you say it, it will give people a feeling that you, the champion, are out of water.

No, no, Mo Yan rejected the idea of ​​forcefully adding drama to himself, and then turned his attention back to the arena.

"Next, Fran!"

The challenger was confirmed, and everyone in the audience began to look left and right, wondering which lucky one was selected.

Afterwards, a female white-collar worker in business attire came out calmly, and under the gaze of everyone, stepped on high heels and came to the command area.

"Such a good thing can happen when you go out to buy a cup of coffee, the master should be merciful."

The female white-collar worker Flan said with a smile, only then did everyone notice that she was still holding a coffee bag in her right hand.

"I'm so angry, I didn't draw from the beginning to the end!" A trainer in the audience shouted with an unhappy face.

"Speaking as if who is not the same?"

"You really are not, I clearly saw that you ran over just now!"

"Forehead……"

Ignoring the comments from the audience, the competition on the stage has officially started.

Although I don't know why Fran, who is full of leadership, went downstairs to buy coffee by herself, but the elves used are good.

"Miss Qun'er, dance with petals!"

Knowing that Zoroark's jet flames are very strong, Fran still sent out a grass-type elf.

Just when everyone thought she was in a hurry and wanted to end the game early, my good guy, let's make a move as soon as she comes!
The petals flying all over the sky covered the entire venue almost instantly, but there was a terrifying murderous intent hidden in the beautiful petals.

The power of the petal dance is not weaker than the big character explosion, thunder and other skills, and it even has stronger endurance and continuous damage.

"Zoroark, Diablo Blast!"

In the beautiful petal dance, a black energy shield began to expand rapidly, firmly occupying its place in the field of petals.

The boost effect of tricks has not disappeared, and with the adaptive bonus of exclusive skills, Diablo Blast has not been broken, and is still expanding continuously.

"Kuso!"

Suddenly, Zoroark, who was in the dark explosion, roared, grabbed a gap in the petal dance, and the energy shield accelerated again to expand, completely breaking through Miss Qun'er's petal domain.

"At ten o'clock, spray flames!" An extremely precise order came from Mo Yan.

Miss Qun'er panicked and wanted to escape from the spot, but the scorching flames had already struck quickly.

And Miss Qun'er turned into a red light a second before being surrounded by flames, and Fran took back the elf ball.

"I surrender!"

Fran simply raised her right hand holding the Poké Ball, and gestured to Don George.

"The second round of the infinite mode of the ring competition, the ring leader wins!"

Fran blinked at Mo Yan, and then stepped off the podium neatly.

The audience in the audience didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, the power of spraying flames had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It was understandable that the lovely Qun'er couldn't resist it.

Many people even looked enviously at Mo Yan.

He's just so handsome, why do all the beauties take the initiative to give away their heads.

"Hmph! You have no chance, Auntie!" Fang Na whispered angrily, staring at Fran's leaving back.

The group arena was still in progress, and then Zoroark fought two more games in a row, against Double Duoduobing and Electric Spider respectively.

Not everyone has an elf that can counter Zoroark, and just happen to be at an elite level to match it.

The older elite trainers have already trained all the team elves to the peak of elites.

Most of the trainers who were younger were the same as Mo Yan. The elves in the team had considerable level differences due to the training time and other reasons.

Therefore, Mo Yan was very lucky to win two rounds in a row.

Four in a row!
Including the previous five games, Mo Yan has won a total of nine consecutive victories, and has gained a total of [-] points!
And with Mo Yan's victories again and again, the crowd of onlookers became larger and larger. There were even many trainers who heard the news. After hearing the news through their friends, they dared to come from outside the fighting club one after another.

Mo Yan looked at the Wuyang Wuyang crowd below the stage, and felt that it was almost the same.

But looking at Zoroark, who was panting, he still looked ready to go.

"Let's do one last game!"

Five rounds and one hurdle, when the turntable of the big screen rolled again, Mo Yan, who had a keen sense, subconsciously looked at Don George from the corner of his eye.

I saw that the other party was tilting his head slightly, and nodded slightly in one direction.

(End of this chapter)