Spirit bond system

Since Lu Dou said that he would hand over the next challenge to Lin Yuan, he was not polite and moved the chair to the referee's position. He sat down and smiled at Lin Yuan: "Go ahead and call someone over."

Lin Yuan saw the comfortable expression on his face and suddenly realized that I seemed to have become a tool.

He had no ink stains, so he went outside and said bluntly: "Now I will guard the fighting dojo instead of Riku Dou. You can challenge me directly."

The challengers who originally wanted to say that Lin Yuan was ungrateful when they saw him coming out immediately became excited.

"If it were you, who are you?"

"Look, the elf following him is an arm."

"Since it's about arm strength, he should be someone from the fighting dojo. But if he wants to defeat so many of us with just one arm strength, isn't it a bit fanciful?"

Lin Yuan didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so big. He looked helpless and said: "Then who will come first?"

The challengers looked at each other and talked very enthusiastically, but who knew whether they would be another big devil like Riku Dou who could be crushed mercilessly.

"I come"

Lin Yuan saw a bald head emerging from the crowd. He was familiar with this person. It was the person who reminded him before.

The bald man gritted his teeth and said to Lin Yuan: "Brother, try your best, but if you lose, you are not as good as others. Let's go."

Lin Yuan nodded, and the two of them walked to the battle area together.

The remaining challengers also followed. They didn't dare to go over just now because of Lu Dou's power. Now that the people have changed, it shouldn't matter.

Lin Yuan stood at the battle table, trying his best to suppress his laughter, because when the challengers who came in saw Riku Dou sitting there as the referee, they didn't dare to make a sound, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

Lin Yuan also noticed that the pamphlets they had ruffled had been quietly put away.

"Well, now the battle begins between Baldhead and Lin Yuan from the fighting dojo," Rikuto said comfortably while sitting on the chair.

Lin Yuan was speechless and couldn't remember other people's names. Fortunately, he had a bald head that was easy to identify.

"Come on, mountain rat"

The bald man didn't say much and went straight into the rhythm of the battle. His words seemed to be a secret signal. The pangolin curled up and turned into a ball, quickly rolling towards the wrist.

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Lin Yuan just wanted to use his wrist power to finish off the pangolin with a kick from the lower body, because fighting-type moves can restrain rock-type moves.

But Lin Yuan's pupils shrank and he said: "Wrist strength, don't resist, avoid it."

Although Wanli didn't understand Lin Yuan's order, it still carried it out faithfully. Because the mountain rat had just started to roll, it was still easy to avoid it.

The bald man's mouth twitched and he said, "Did you find it?"

Lin Yuan secretly cursed this guy for being so insidious. His pangolin actually secretly covered its body with poisonous needles when it used rolling.

If Lin Yuan hadn't seen the purple light on the mountain rat's body with sharp eyes, he would have suffered a big loss.

If you use your wrist to kick the lower body to get close to the attack, so many poisonous needles will pierce the body, and the chance of being poisoned is quite high.

The bald man chuckled and said, "Do you think this is over? Don't forget, the scrolling speed will get faster and faster."

Rolling is a rock-type move, and its characteristic is that the longer the rolling time, the greater the speed and power.Note: In the game, the power increases after hitting the enemy. This is slightly modified.

Lin Yuan had no intention of replying, but others were talking about it.

"Tsk, tsk, roll the poison needle, I didn't expect that this bald head's routine is still dirty."

"This is a bit unsolvable. You can either stop the rolling quickly, but there is a risk of poisoning. Or you can only sit back and watch the rolling become stronger and stronger."

Lin Yuan turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments. He believed in defeating the enemy with one strike, so just like yesterday, he was looking for a moment to reverse the situation.

The mountain rat is rolling faster and faster, but due to its high inertia, its trajectory is still predictable, so it is not difficult to avoid it with your wrists.

The bald man counted the time silently in his mind. Rolling can be said to be a magical skill for new trainers, but rolling for too long is also a big burden on the body of the mountain rat.

He wanted to wait a little longer. After all, rolling is a rock-type skill, and the power of wrist strength is much smaller than that of the fighting type.

As a result, an interesting scene appeared in the battle area. The pangolin was rolling around the battle area like a mad dog, while its wrists were dodging back and forth flexibly, so that no one could touch anyone.

The bald man felt that time was almost up, so he shouted loudly: "Water Mountain Rat, splash sand."

The pangolin kept rolling, but its claws stretched out, rubbing against the ground, and a large amount of sand and dust was kicked up.

The pangolin was like a car with a large emission, rumbling and carrying the billowing dust towards Wrist. Wrist could avoid rolling, but the stirred up sand and dust would not dissipate for a while.

Obviously, the pangolin wanted to use sand to interfere with Wrist's sight, thereby ensuring his rolling hit.

Also in the dust, the pangolin, which belongs to the ground system, feels as if it is home, and I don't know how happy it is.

Wrist coughed a few times, sand and dust surrounded it, and the visibility of its eyes was getting lower and lower.

He couldn't even see his arm strength on the battlefield, let alone the forest outside the sand.

But Lin Yuan knew that the opportunity was coming, and he ordered: "Don't be afraid of wrist strength, use discernment."

The effect of seeing through is that it can lock onto ghost-type elves or elves with high dodge, and can attack them with moves.

The bald man smiled and said: "So what if you find out? Do you dare to take action now?"

When Lin Yuan heard this, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart. He would definitely not be able to use his hands, so he could only use his legs.

The pangolin knew that he was being targeted, but he didn't give up. He just wanted to rub against Zhili's body, and if he rubbed against him, he would make a profit.

Lin Yuan touched his chin. Could this be the legendary porcelain-touching style?

The bald man fought completely differently than usual. He had the temperament of a little trash-talking prince. He laughed and said, "I'll see how long you can last for seeing through this. When the time passes, you will be blinded."

Lin Yuan curled his lips, and he didn't necessarily know that your rolling would last longer, but he knew that he had never strengthened his wrist strength to see through this move, so it was just normal. It would be pretty good if he could last for 3 minutes.

Now two and a half minutes have passed, and Li's disappearance is fast.

In the battle area, the pangolin still wants to touch the porcelain, but the strength of the wrist itself does not actually consume much physical strength. How much physical strength can be consumed by jumping left and right when it can be seen clearly?

But Wanli knew that the pangolin rat's physical strength was about to reach its bottom, and it was not an easy task to keep splashing sand while rolling.

The bald man knew that the pangolin could not hold on much longer, so he asked the pangolin to start shrinking the rolling area, trapping its wrist tightly inside, and was ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

But this fatal blow often comes faster than he expected, so he heard Lin Yuan say: "No need to wait, kick the bottom plate."

The bald man disagreed and said with a smile: "If you are not afraid of poisonous needles, you are asking for your own death."

Lin Yuan snorted and said, "I don't think so."

Wan Li had long been tired of watching this pangolin trying to get into trouble. It flew up and kicked the side of the rolling pangolin. With such force from the front, it was not a fool, how could it resist.

The pangolin screamed miserably and was kicked eight meters away. It closed its eyes and lost its ability to fight.

The sand and dust dissipated, revealing a high-spirited wrist with no signs of poisoning.

Bald Man: Where’s my poison needle?