The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 266 The Victory Has Been Decided (4000 Chapters)

On the empty field, two afterimages collided constantly in every corner, and every time they collided, they could cause an explosion.

"Abby Lang, don't rush to attack the opponent, disrupt his rhythm, and interfere with him with continuous sonic punches!"

"Jerby!"

Dior could no longer tell where Abby Lang was making the sound with his naked eyes, but after a few vibrations on the field, it was indeed Shawaran who was knocked back by Abby Lang's sonic punch.

There was an obvious red mark on Shawarang's arm with his hands on his chest, which was punched by Abiron with a sonic punch.

After Linghu was completely unafraid of the murderous aura emanating from Shawarang, he entered a special state.

The eyes are piercing, like a sun buried inside, exuding hot light, and the extremely wide open and close fighting style made Shawarang unable to find Abirang's weakness in action.

Shawarang's speed is faster than Abiron's, that's for sure, Abirang's actions can barely keep up with the trajectory of Shawarang's movement, but under the command of Linghu, Abilang can Defend Chawaran's attack, and then counterattack the next moment.

Sonic Fist is faster than Savaran.

"Chaya..."

Shawarang glanced at Linghu on the opposite side, and then at Abilang. The pain in the red mark on his arm was clearly fed back to his brain, and he shook his hand casually, ignoring this kind of wound that would not affect his state.

If the only opponent was Abi Lang, Shawarang would have already had the upper hand.

Abilang can't be scrupled by Linghu to remind him of the overall situation. Abilang's actual combat experience is not as good as his own, and Linghu makes up for it. Abilang can't see his intentions.

The theoretical knowledge of elves is far from that of humans.

Human knowledge can be passed down, but elf's combat experience can only be restarted every generation.

"cut!"

Stepping on the ground with both feet hard, two big pits appeared under the feet, and slowly arched the body, the legs made of springs were squeezed, the muscles of the body bulged, the arms hung loosely on the sides, and the fierce eyes He looked at Abby Lang.

Abby Lang, who was stared at by Shawarang, will no longer be frightened by this look, as long as the trainer is behind, he will not be afraid at all!
No matter how terrible the enemy is, as long as you have the support of the trainer, you will be fearless!

Moreover, Shawarang was also repulsed by himself just now.

"Jerby!"

He stretched out his fists, hooked his hands at Shawarang, and then touched his fists again.

After staying with the trainer for a long time, my blood boiled!
"Dior, are you really not going to command the watermelon? If you don't, I will win this battle."

Zero Hu looked at Dior with a fiery look in his eyes, which was the look of looking forward to a good battle.

"This is his fight, and I don't want to get involved."

Dio looked at Linghu with a smile, and said something that would not reveal that he actually did not know how to direct Shawarang.

My own strength is not bad, but my commanding ability is not enough, especially in this kind of battle after the level gradually increases, my outstanding commanding skills in school are useless.

It's okay to command the circle bear and the other two children, but the battle between Shawarang and the rice spoon snake is really out of his hands.

Not only can the eyes not keep up with their movement speed, but can only rely on the information feedback from the world, and the fighting style is very different.

"is that so……"

"Then, let's continue, this time use Zhenqi Fist!"

"Jerby!"

Abi Lang responded, and his body assumed the same posture of accumulating power as before.

He focused his attention on Shawarang, whose legs were almost pressed down to his knees, and all his strength was concentrated on his fists. A gray destructive light in the pure white held Abiron's fists tightly. frame.

As long as he was hit by this punch, no matter how thick his skin was, he would definitely fall to the ground immediately.

Feeling the blow from Abilang's fist, Shawarang's eyes became more combative.

Only this kind of fist that can threaten him is what he wants!
"call……"

Exhaling a little hot air from his mouth, Shawarang felt that his legs could no longer bear his own squeeze and was about to be released.

"Abby Lang, be careful, the opponent's attack is coming!"

As soon as the arm was swung back, Zero House analyzed Shawarang's intention to attack.

"cut!"

There was a loud bang from the playing field below, and a big hole was deeply sunken in the ground where Shawarang was standing, and Shawarang who was standing on it before had disappeared long ago.

Fly kick!

"Yebi~"

Abilang, who had been staring at Shawaran all the time, dodged Shawarang's flying kick by squatting down, and the fighting energy on his fist was more intense.

Kicking the ground behind Abirang with his right foot, Shawarang did not give up the attack, and was already within two meters of Abirang. He wanted to take over the rhythm of the battle by attacking him.

Double kick!
Zhenqi Fist, as long as it is touched by the enemy a little, the time spent on accumulating energy will be in vain.

Leaping up lightly, he kicked Abirang's back continuously with his two legs in the air. At this time, Abilang was in the state where he just stood up after squatting before. Without the eye of heart, he couldn't see Shava Lang's attack direction!

"Jump to the left!"

The voice behind him conveyed that Gu Han was certain of victory, and after receiving the order, Abby Lang jumped to the left without even thinking about it.

It just happened to miss Shawarang's two consecutive kicks in the air again.

At this time, the light on the fist in Abby Lang's hand has already solidified, like a light bulb that can glow, exuding a strong power.

will lose!
A strong signal came from the eye of the heart, warning Shawarang to avoid this blow absolutely!
If there is no escape, there will be no future.

At this time, Shawarang was still in a state where he couldn't use his strength in the air. Although he didn't jump high, Abirang had completed accumulating energy before he landed. fist!
"cut!"

But at this time, Shawarang made a movement in the air that Linghu and Abirang couldn't think of at all.

Shawarang suddenly stretched his legs until they could touch the ground, kicked hard, and then jumped away from Abiron's side.

"Jerby?"

Seeing Shawarang go away from him, Abilang also looked at Shawarang with a speechless face. He didn't know whether to dissipate the Zhenqi fist in his hand, so he stayed on the fist until Abilang reacted Only then slowly spread out.

"This...isn't this too shameless?"

Zero Hu's eyes widened, watching Shawarang's two long legs change back to their original length.

"The elf's own body isn't too skinny. If Abby Lang can stretch his arms, that's fine too."

Dio was relieved when he saw Shawaran stretching his legs. He thought that Shawarang would also lose this time.

Among his cubs, Shawaran has the lowest winning rate.

The talent of the rice spoon snake is outstanding, the overlord blood of the circle bear, the precise calculation of the iron dumbbell, the round land shark's ability to pick the weak, and the strength of each elf is beyond doubt...probably.

Only Shawaran silently tried to challenge the opponent Dior had chosen for him.

"Watermelon, don't blindly pick the time when he charges up to attack, he may also trick you into approaching."

"Don't forget his sonic punch."

"You can try to take the initiative to attack. Abby Lang's legs are generally not as stable as yours. Pick his legs and kick."

Confused about what Linghu had just planned to do, Dior began to explain the current situation to Chawarang.

Dior doesn't know how to command, but through the information of the world, there is no problem in judging the current situation.

Who is stronger between Shawarang and Abirang has always been one of the two controversial topics in the fighting world.

According to Dior's experience, Chavalon is like a tumbler, no matter what the posture is, as long as it touches the ground, it will never fall to the ground.

And Abby Lang is like a triangular pyramid, it is difficult to fall down, but after kicking it on the ground, he can hit it casually.

"Didn't you say not to interfere?"

"But it doesn't matter, Abby Lang's footwork is as stable as Mount Tai after countless times of training!"

"Ha ha!"

Zero Hu couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard Dio's shouting to Shawaran.

Abilang's footwork occupies nearly a quarter of the training method given by the Curtain Gym. Abilang who has been trained by this method is not bad at all in terms of footwork...

Before he finished laughing, Linghu seemed to have thought of something crucial, and his opened mouth froze there.

If Abbey Lang's footwork wasn't his weakness, how could he give himself so much to train Shawarang's footwork?
Cold sweat dripped from Linghu's head.

Something is going to happen...

"I seem to have hit the mark, uncle."

Dio also noticed Linghu's froze expression, and then continued to talk to Shawarang.

"Watermelon, do you know what to do now?"

"Chaya!"

With his back to Dio, Savalan waved his hand.

After being reminded by the trainer, he already understood the opponent's weakness.

Abby Lang has a trainer, and he also has a trainer, but the effects of the two are different.

"Chaya!"

With a loud shout, Shawarang, who rushed over quickly, no longer aimed at the body that was difficult to avoid, but chose the two legs under the battle skirt that did not move much.

Fly kick!

This fastest skill has become the most frequently used one by Shawarang, followed by Megaton Kicks.

"Jerby."

Dodging the kick from Shawarang, Abby Lang stepped back with regular steps and jumped back.

If he was kicked on the ground, his fists would be useless at all.

Just as his back foot touched the ground, Shawarang's next flying kick came in front of Abiron.

Only two fists grabbed the soles of the feet kicked by Shawarang, and the body took a few steps back because of the force carried by the soles of the feet.

Before Shawarang's foot could be thrown away, Shawarang's knee hit Abby Lang's chest.

Flying knees!
This time, Shawarang stretched his right leg when he was attacking. After being caught, he retracted his right leg and immediately used a flying knee.

Abbey Lang is impossible to defend!
After suffering two losses, Shawarang also understood how to deal with Abby Lang who grabbed his leg.

"Jerby?"

He fell heavily on the wall, and Abby Lang asked Linghu for help helplessly.

"It's okay, just like just now, just wait for the watermelon to come over, you block it with one hand, and then attack with a sonic punch, your sonic punch is definitely faster than his flying kick!"

"As long as you get the rhythm, then the next step is the continuous sonic punch!"

"Jerby!"

Hearing Linghu's words, Abilang got up from the ground and shook off the dust on his body.

If you're a trainer, you can't go wrong.

"Chaya!"

Just standing up, Abby Lang received another flying kick from Shawarang. This time he followed the trainer's advice and only used one hand to block Shawarang's flying kick.

The pain in the palm of his hand was worth it in Abilang's view, because he was prepared to defend, and Shawarang was hit by his own sonic punch without any defense.

This punch is not very powerful, but as long as he hits it, Shawarang will definitely be beaten back by him!

Just as Linghu thought, Abi Lang barely blocked Shawaran's kick with his left hand, and he had to endure the severe pain in his hand. Abi Lang raised his right hand and hit Abi in an instant. Lang's chest.

boom--

Violent smoke spread from the place where Shawarang and Abirang met, and the small stones and dust all over the sky made the two trainers unable to see clearly what was going on inside.

But the next moment, there was a violent movement in the smoke.

The same sound as before exploded the smoke, and Abby Lang's body flew high. Abilang, who was still awake, and Shawarang, who had a red mark on his chest, met their eyes again at this moment. on the other side.

Both of them saw their own appearance in their eyes.

Shawarang, who was once placed in the cultivation house, was frustrated all day long, and Abby Lang, who was taken away by zero households, was full of vigor.

"Chaya!"

The skill Shawarang used just now was not a flying kick, but a double kick, and when Abiron's skill hit him, Shawarang didn't waver!
After being beaten so many times by that yellow guy, how could he flinch from such a small pain?
The final attack signal has already sounded, Shawarang compressed his legs to the point where he couldn't be any shorter in an instant, and when the strong power came from his legs, Abirang, who couldn't move in the air, closed his eyes and gave up struggle.

"Chaya—"

Million tons of flying legs!
Shawarang provoked high and used his strongest blow to end the battle!

boom--

The final blow landed on Abilang's hands, and the fists blocking the attack direction with both hands were already damaged.

The two fell to the ground at the same time, and Abby Lang could no longer stand up.

"Abby Lang loses his fighting power, but Savarang wins!"

"The winner is Dior from EMI."

The referee announced the result of the match, took a look at the potholed ground, and said something to Zero before exiting the room.

"If the site is damaged like this, wait until you go to the front desk and pay another [-]."

With the help of the elves, the damage to the field is just a matter of a few skills of the ground or rock elves.

"sure no problem."

Linghu, who was obviously a regular customer, gestured OK to the referee, and took Abby Lang back to the Poké Ball.

"Thank you, Abby Lang."

"Watermelon, come back and take a break too."

"Chaya!"

Shawarang, who was stunned in place, came back to his senses after hearing Dio's voice, looked at the elf ball with Abiron's sticker on Linghu's waist, fell into deep thought, and was taken back by Dio without resistance ball.

"Then I'm still free, I'll send Abby Lang to the elf center for treatment, and then treat you well, shall we?"

Zero household smiled and extended an invitation to Dior.

"No, I'm going to find a place to rest."

"An exception is made if there is something delicious."

　PS; this two-in-one, 4000 chapters, and then, thanks to the coffee table as my monthly pass.

　　
　
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