Elf: Start with a stinky mud

"Ah...ah...!!!"

There was silence in the battlefield, except for the pitiful screams of the man with eyes, which filled the entire competition venue and lingered for a long time.

The black-robed magistrate on the side did not stop the stinking mud from being swallowed up. He just pressed the headset and ordered the staff to come in and clean up the scene.

"Baiduo~"

The smelly mud squirmed with its big mouth, chewing the bloody fiery monkey corpse, with a satisfied expression on its face. After eating and drinking, it crawled towards the door.

"The first match is over. I wonder who my opponent will be next?"

Outside the black iron door, stinky mud has followed. The dirty smell arouses disgust from the trainers passing by, and they all avoid it, fearing that the mud will get on their bodies.

Everyone's reactions were also caught in Fang Yin's eyes. He did not speak, but walked forward quietly. His face was still cold, and there was no expression at all. Occasionally, a faint smile would appear at the corner of his mouth.

……

Outside the transparent glass walls on both sides, many spectators with different identities were sitting on the expensive sofa seats in the high-end competition area. These big shots with mysterious identities were watching everything on the field with great interest.

The neon lights kept flashing, and a group of glamorous girls in strange costumes twisted their waists and danced passionately in the center of the dance floor.

In the center of the arena, a burly man was fighting with a ninja wearing a black ninja uniform, holding a short sword and wearing a mask, making constant banging sounds.

"Boom boom boom.!!!"

The collision of ninjutsu and martial arts, the sound of metal collision was endless, and for a while the whole space seemed to be shaking.

On the other side, Wei Li clenched his four fists, and white energy wrapped around his fists, forming a giant bubble. As the fists struck, the bubbles shattered, and a violent wave of air rolled endlessly, rushing towards the oncoming flying aircraft. The shurikens collided with each other in mid-air, and the explosion produced a series of energy fluctuations.

Wei Li is very powerful, but the opponent is also a formidable opponent.

It was a dark black Koga ninja frog with large white bubbles on each limb. Its pink tongue was like a scarf, wrapped around its neck. Its extremely flexible body was like a dexterous gecko, leaping left and right on the ring.

Its speed is as fast as lightning, and its attack methods are even more cunning and weird. Every move is an afterimage, making it impossible to capture its true figure.

"boom!!!"

Suddenly, in the center of the ring, Wei Li seized the opportunity, and a pair of blood-red eyes burst out with scarlet light, as if he was a demon coming out of hell.

The Koga Ninja was stunned for a moment, and it involuntarily took two steps back. It was stunned for a moment before it reacted.

However, how could Guaili give up this rare opportunity?

Suddenly, it took a deep breath, concentrated its energy, and suddenly activated its skills.

"Guli!"

"Boohoo...!!!"

Strands of yellow lightning condensed on the four fists, and as the monster roared, four rays of lightning struck the enemy on the opposite side from various angles.

Facing the oncoming thunder, Koga Ninja frowned, and the water energy circulated crazily in his body, quickly forming a blue ball between his hands, and then threw it violently, colliding with the thunder and lightning bombarded by the strange force. together.

The two energies canceled each other out and exploded in the air, forming a hurricane, blowing up dust all over the sky and blocking their vision, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on in the arena.

In the VIP private box, three men in suits and leather shoes were sitting on the Kentero cowhide sofa.

"Who do you think will win this time?" a gray-haired man asked.

"Do you need to guess at this? Of course it's Nu Jia!" On the high-end sofa on the left, the middle-aged man with a beard on his chin replied confidently, seeming to be full of confidence in Nu Jia.

"Oh? So confident?" The fat man with the charming girl in his arms asked in surprise after hearing this, shaking the red wine glass in his hand.

"hehe!!!"

"To be honest, our Bass family has already listed Nujia as an important training target. I am personally looking forward to it. I hope he can kill his opponents on the field and prove himself!"

The bearded middle-aged man laughed and drank the red wine in the goblet. A trace of scarlet flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care and continued:

"If Nujia advances to the advanced division, the Bass family can also use him to visit various cities in the Kanto region and obtain the qualifications to enter the gambling table!"

After saying this, the other two senior executives nodded in agreement.

The Underground Pokémon Contest also has a very special setting, that is, the forces behind the high-level combatants can use Pokémon battles to gain huge profits and resolve any business disputes.

"I heard that some time ago, he destroyed three pharmaceutical factories of Norton Company in anger..."

"Now that I can fight with peace of mind, I'm afraid your protection is indispensable!"

The greasy fat man hugged the beautiful woman in his arms and teased her frivolously, looking lewd.

"That's natural!"

"As long as he can win, the Bass family will definitely give him a generous reward!"

The middle-aged man with a beard said with a smile.

suddenly.

On the Kentero cowhide sofa, the gray-haired man interrupted inappropriately:

"The people in the Carlos Ninja Village are not good people. A big family that has been passed down for thousands of years always has some trump cards. Although it has declined recently, it still has a lot of power. If Nujia wants to win, it will not be easy... ...."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but fell silent.

"I wonder if any good seeds have been born in the junior competition area recently? If so, please help me keep an eye on them."

The short and fat man thought for a moment and suddenly suggested.

"Ok!"

Everyone nodded in agreement and made calculations in their hearts.

In the past few days, the Underground Pokémon Junior Division has received a lot of news, among which several trainers have performed outstandingly. They also plan to pay attention to see if they can recruit them.

After all, the benefits brought by each fighter are no less than a high-end wealth!

……

In the glass walkway.

After a while, Fang Yin returned to the trainer's reception area, glanced at the crowd around him, then sat on his original sofa and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

In the underground Pokémon trials, he needs to win five games in total before he can become a junior fighter registered in the alliance.

Normally, there is no fixed time for the trials. Participating trainers can conduct multiple competitions in one day. Of course, the premise is that the elves can withstand the damage and the constant consumption of mental power.

Time passed slowly.

"Ugh~, it stinks!"

“I hate the smell the most!!”

"Ah, disgusting elf!!!"

Waves of low cursing sounds came from the surroundings.

The trainers and elves sitting near Fang Yin subconsciously covered their noses and stood up to leave, for fear of being fainted here.

"Baiduo~"

As if sensing people's malice, Xiuni lay on Fang Yin's shoulder in a depressed mood and rubbed his arm with his head.

"Don't worry about other people's eyes, just follow your heart, just have clear thoughts and a stable mentality!"

The sticky feeling stuck to his skin made Fang Yin smile and comfort him softly.

The reason why he hasn't left yet is because he benefited a lot from the battle with Hot Monkey, and Stinky Mud didn't consume much energy. It's better to strike while the iron is hot, win the second game, and then leave.

Although he didn't know who the other party was, he had no way to turn back. Either he would become a junior fighter, or... he would be buried here!

If he hadn't been suffering from illness, perhaps Fang Yin wouldn't have chosen this cruel and bloody path. Unfortunately, he had no choice now!

"..."

"call......,"

Slight snoring sounded, and the little guy Xiuni fell asleep. I don't know if he heard his nagging.

"Really..."

Seeing this, he shook his head in confusion and continued to close his eyes to rest.

......

In the center of the selection venue, a wonderful battle was taking place.

"Stinky Mud, use poisonous gas to fill the air with poisonous smoke!"

Outside the rock field, Fang Yin, who was wearing a white suit, had his hands behind his back, looking down at Paraster who was fighting fiercely in the field, with a playful smile on his lips.

That's right, this time Stinky Mud's opponent is the insect + grass type Parast. With its outstanding strength, it is a very destructive opponent.

As for Parasite's trainer, he is a teenage boy with a very immature face and mended clothes, which shows the poverty of his master.