The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 265 Awake
"Dress lightly!"

"Shouldn't Savaran have only two characteristics?"

Linghu was puzzled, he should remember correctly, isn't Shawarang's characteristics only softness and sacrifice?

How could there be an extra light outfit?
But judging by Shawarang's appearance after touching the load, it is possible that he is not unpacked lightly.

"This is a research project in the Hezhong area, and we at Sinnoh have not come to understand it yet."

Randomly making excuses, Dio looked at Savalan who was about to go all out, and smiled relaxedly.

After this battle is over, the stone that weighed on Shawarang's heart should be able to fall, right?

The two sides were in an evenly matched state just now, and Dior could see it.

Before Shawarang took off the weight, Abirang also looked idle, and no one benefited from the confrontation between the two sides. Shawarang received Abirang's lightning punch.

But for him who had become rough and fleshy, this blow could only be regarded as a signal to wake up his still-active body.

Shawarang, who took off his weight and was about to do his best, was about to face the Zhenqi Fist from Abirang.

Superb proficiency and basic skill power have already established the power of this punch. The power of Zhenqi Fist is at least four times that of Thunder Fist. If it is hit, it is very likely that it will lose its ability to move on the spot.

So far, after nearly eight seconds, Abby Lang has not even punched out a punch.

The reason is simple, not all elves have the courage to face Shawarang's murderous intent.

"Abby Lang, what are you doing? The watermelon didn't even attack, why have you accumulated energy for so long and still haven't..."

The moment his eyes flickered to Shawarang, an expression from soaring to as if he was intimidated gradually evolved on Linghu's face. Even though he was indoors and there was no cold wind, Linghu still shivered.

'what happened?Why do I feel out of breath just looking at the watermelon? '

The right hand unconsciously touched the poke ball in the pocket, and the trembling left hand tightly grasped the hem of the clothes.

There is no doubt that this shavalon is the one I gave to Dio, but why did I have an urge to run away when I saw the shavalon.

"Jerby..."

The zhenqi fist had dissipated in his hands due to too long a time, and Abi Lang woke up in the next moment.

The fist hurt a little because the energy dissipated from the Zhenqi Fist was stirring on it, but Abiron didn't pay attention to the fist at all, and the beast-like elf opposite him was the focus of his attention.

Is that little elf who feels like he will rush over and tear him apart in the next second, really the younger brother he used to play with?
"Jerby?"

"Chaya."

The toes tapped a little on the ground, and Shawarang's stretching exercise came to an end.

"Chaya, Cha!"

After sending a signal to his brother that he was about to attack, Shawaran squatted on the ground and made a starting motion.

"cut!"

Fly kick!

Just as Abi Lang blinked, Shawarang's right foot came to Abi Lang's side.

Instinctively raised his hand, the glove that blocked his head hit Abby Lang's head hard. The next moment, in Abby Lang's perception, the whole world was turned upside down.

It took a while for Abby Lang to get up from the ground to realize that he was kicked down by his brother at high speed.

The eye circles were a little swollen, Shawarang's feet hit his fist, and then the fist was transmitted to his eyes, and now Abby Lang's vision is a little blurred.

"Jerby..."

Why hasn't the trainer issued an order yet?

He had been kicked so badly by one kick, and if he had three more such attacks, he would be completely finished.

Looking at Linghu, in the blurred vision, Linghu looked at Shawarang, his words were swallowed hard in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Jerby!"

Regardless of Shawarang behind him, seeing Linghu's appearance, Abilang rushed to his trainer and shook his body vigorously, trying to wake Linghu up.

"Abby Lang, I think it's better not to fight, the breath of watermelon seems a bit abnormal at this time...then there may be accidents if the two continue to fight, we have been here all these years, you have to help me carry a few more Secondary camera..."

Scrambled thoughts that didn't fit Linghu's personality at all came from his mouth, his eyes were empty and there was no highlight, all of them were avoiding the battle.

"Jerby!"

"Jebbie, jebby—!"

Insisting on shaking Linghu's body, Abby Lang still looked like he wanted to fight Shawarang.

After going through the initial fear, Abby Lang was immediately woken up by Shawarang.

It's not that I haven't experienced this kind of opponent before, but none of them are as terrible as Shawarang.

"Uncle, your elf hasn't given up yet, what are you doing? If you just admit defeat like this, Watermelon won't be convinced."

Abby Lang's voice is too loud, and the world can clearly translate it to Dio, while Linghu, who doesn't understand the elf language, is still in a situation of being frightened by Shawarang.

Shawarang is not as bloody as the rice spoon snake. After defeating the aggressive strange elves, most of them will not do it again.

But there are also times when encountering a group of megalodon sharks, blood will only make them more excited, and they will not back down until the last drop of blood is drained.

That time, the sea area was almost dyed red.

Since then, the ferocious aura on Shawarang's body has become closer to that of the rice spoon snake.

Therefore, Dior can also understand why Zero Households are afraid of Shawarang.

After all, when Linghu faced the gangster-like miscellaneous fish like the Yinhe Tuan, the first thing he thought of was to run away. It is normal to be afraid when facing Shawarang's murderous intent.

"He still wants to fight again. Did you meet elves like watermelons when you were climbing the mountain?"

Dio intends to persuade this good man, after all, he would not run away alone just because the other party was looking for him, and would bring himself with him.

"Like, how many times?"

"Aren't they all back? Why are you scared this time?"

"But watermelon..."

"When I challenged the gym, someone told me that no matter when and where the trainer can make the elf pursue power, but if the game fails because of the trainer, then I'm sorry for my little elf." Spirit!"

"Also, did your passion disappear just because you fulfilled your dream?"

"how could it be possible!"

Dio's last question completely ignited the dying flame in Zero Hu's eyes, and pulled Abby Lang into his arms.

"Abillon!"

The high-spirited shout immediately infected Abilang's emotions, and he looked excitedly at the recovered Linghu.

"Jerby!"

"Watermelon is very powerful!"

"However, our strength is stronger!"

When the bond between the trainer and the elf is sublimated, that is the moment when the elf and the trainer are the most powerful!
Looking at the two high-spirited trainers and elves opposite, Dio suddenly felt a little envious.

Shouldn't the little guys be allowed to fight by themselves?
　PS: Thank you for being like me on the coffee table, embellished with stars, and monthly pass for Moshang Gucheng.Thank you so much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)