The Road to Champion of the King of Spirits

Chapter 41 Advancement
Not only did the uncle on the field not understand this scene, but the players and commentators who watched the game from the sidelines also couldn't find the reason.

"It's not scientific..."

In the auditorium, the faces of the contestants wearing peaked caps were filled with disbelief.

It is far more difficult to teach elves how to fight without using skills than to teach elves to learn new skills.

How did this croaking frog acquire such rich fighting skills against humanoid enemies?

He is really incomprehensible.

Just when he touched his own blind spot of knowledge, he also had to endure the excited questioning of those little fans in the stands below.

"Did you see that? The son of Suicune is very powerful! It's not like you said that this game has gone far!"

To be honest, this player is very helpless now.

He really wanted to ask these little fans, did you really understand the game?

But it was useless, because Chen Mu had the advantage...

He really wanted to say that his previous analysis clearly had no problems. Normally, any knowledgeable person would be able to judge that this game is Haoli's advantage.

But it was useless, because Chen Mu reversed the situation...

He really wanted to justify himself and Haoli on the stage. Obviously, suppressing without skills is already an amazing skill in the amateur circle.

But it didn't work, because the croaking frog got the upper hand in turn with even more incredible fighting skills!

He thinks that his vision is much better than the middle school students in front of him.

But none of this worked.

He can't refute...

This is very angry...

Reluctantly, he could only press the brim of his hat again, and decided not to speak anymore.

I'm cowardly, can't I?

This game is unpredictable.

However, he can be coaxed, but the players on the field cannot be coaxed.

Uncle Wang Lan was feeling more and more anxious at this time.

Haoli has no means of long-distance consumption, nor does he have acceleration skills, so he can't get close to him as quickly as a high-speed moving duck.

Blindly continuing to procrastinate will only let the croaking frog slowly drag him down.

Originally, he thought that as long as he caught a chance to get close at the beginning, his strength would be enough to seal the victory in the close combat—first without skill suppression, forcing the opponent to make an attack first, and then instantly countered with a restrained critical strike, all in one fell swoop. Take it!
His script has already been written, but it was NG in the opening scene...

Haoli couldn't suppress the croaking frog when he got close.

In a pure competition of fighting skills in a state of no skills, that nimble croaking frog is even more powerful than Haoli!

How did he practice?Uncle Wang Lan couldn't understand it.

"Rush up and hug him!"

Helpless, he couldn't win technically, so he could only change his thinking and try to suppress with his physical fitness.

Instead of punching or kicking, he began to use philosophical wrestling techniques.

Just imagine that once entering the field of ground sleep skills, Haoli's weight advantage is enough to reverse the situation and suppress the croaking frog again!

It's a pity that Chen Mu saw through the opponent's idea at a glance.

"Jump away, back off!"

He decisively ordered the Quacking Bubble Frog to retreat, not giving the opponent a chance to play philosophy.

"Jump back, foam!"

The croaking frog continues to distance itself and spit out water bubbles to consume.

The uncle was excited again when he saw it.

"Rush up and use Thunder Fist!"

The opponent uses "bubble", and the attribute of the croaking bubble frog will be fixed as water in a short period of time, and the thunder and lightning fist is enough to restrain it!
However, it's a pity that the heroic pounce just now failed, and he failed to hug the croaking frog. Now the distance between the two elves has been opened again.

At the same time, the croaking frog has already retreated to the part of the field with sand and rocks by constantly retreating.

"Grab a handful of sand and use Throw."

By the time Haoli rushed forward, Quacking Paowa had already used the second move.

Evil throwing!
This "Thunder Fist" still failed to hit the critical strike as expected, and at the same time, Hao Li was blinded by a handful of sand, and then he was punched and kicked three times by the croaking frog for no reason.

Then the distance between the two sides was opened again.

Uncle Wang Lan could only become more and more anxious.

The one-hit KO effect he wanted was never achieved.

The inferiority in skills makes Hao Li look like a reckless man with brute force, he keeps chasing and chasing, but he still can't really suppress the croaking frog...

In this frequent chasing and fighting, the injuries of the two elves are rapidly accumulating.

Quacking Frog also fought very hard. Although he was not hit with a restraint crit, he also took down many of the opponent's skills firmly, and his injuries were much heavier than in previous games.

However, Hao Li's injuries will only get worse!
Because in the process of chasing, he often needs to bear more attacks for no reason.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the two elves chased and retreated, and after two full circles around the playing field, the winner of this match was finally decided.

Haoli was exhausted, and wailed extremely unwillingly, and finally fell on the road of chasing the murderer.

The referee blows the whistle and raises the flag.

competition is over.

Chen Mu wins!

At the moment when the verdict was pronounced, Uncle Wang Lan couldn't help feeling lost, and laughed at himself wryly.

"Hey, it looks like I have to go back to work again."

Perhaps working part-time is really my ultimate destination.He couldn't help thinking melancholy...

At the same time, after Chen Mu accepted the brief interview and read the more impressive advertisement again, he left the venue in a hurry and took the croaking frog to go for treatment.

As the schedule has come to the second half, the number of games in each round has begun to decrease, and the interval between games has also been shortened.

Today the top eight will be decided, and tomorrow morning they will play eight to four, followed by the semi-finals in the afternoon, and only the final will be held the day after tomorrow.

So the time is still very tight, Chen Mu must take the croaking frog for treatment as soon as possible, in order to quickly recover to the best condition.

When he was leaving the field, he ran into a young man in the player tunnel who was twirling a peaked cap with his fingers.

Chen Mu recognized this player who seemed to be one of the top eight players, so when they met each other, he nodded and gave a simple gesture as a greeting.

It's just that he didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that when he passed by, the boy with the peaked cap in his hand looked at him with resentment, as if he had done something excessive to him...

do i know him?
For a while, even Chen Mu himself hesitated.

……

After a night of nothing.

By the next morning, the attendance rate of the stadium reached a new peak.

On the one hand, it is still the weekend;
On the other hand, it is also because this morning's eight-to-four match has a special meaning for players who are interested in going further.

On this day, the pre-match live broadcast specially gave a lot of shots to the audience seats - because many active professional players from the Sea Carp Entertainment Department will also be present today, which can be regarded as a platform for the event organizer.

At this time, Xiao Lu with a face of reluctance was sitting in the front row of the auditorium, and sitting next to her was Mei Yutong who tried every means to drag her over...

(End of this chapter)