Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

When Zou Xu left the battle tower, it was already afternoon, and Beiming Changshang was still awake in the medical room.

The Blade Snow Rabbit succeeded in dispelling the corrupted black energy, and it itself completely dissipated in this world.

Only a pair of blade arms forged from fine iron remained in this world.

Zou Xu originally wanted to take away the blade arm and bury it in peace, but he felt that Bei Ming Changshang was not worthy to take care of the blade arm, and asking her to keep it would be a defilement.

But Zou Xu finally kept the blade arm. He had countless reasons to convince himself that Beiming Changshang was not worthy of the owner of the blade arm.

But I have no qualifications. I am just a spectator. How can I compare to the person the other party is trying to protect with all his life?

Maybe leaving it to her is not the best thing to do, but it is definitely in line with the idea of ​​the owner of the blade arm, to stay with her for the rest of his life.

Zou Xu also felt that if this person still had a conscience, staying and making her feel guilty for the rest of her life would be the best punishment for her.

He didn't really care about what would happen to Beiming Changshang. What he cared about was the elves.

Compared with people, he still prefers to deal with elves, without intrigues or intrigues.

Elves are very simple and kind-hearted creatures. If you treat them well, they will even die for you.

That's why Zou Xu hates that iron cannot become steel. That sharp-edged snow rabbit should have a more glorious future.

If he didn't die, he would be at least the Warring States level in the future, but unfortunately he would end up with a stupid master.

The power of Gengjin destroyed its foundation, and a large number of battles continued to squeeze its potential.

Zou Xu sighed and returned to the dormitory.

At this time, the sky had darkened, and students in twos and threes had returned to their dormitories after class.

"Hey!" Zou Xu was about to open the door and return to the dormitory when a voice stopped him.

Zou Xu looked back and saw that he was in the same class as him, the one named Sun Kai.

"Is there a problem?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time. My hands are itchy recently and I want to communicate!"

Sun Kai couldn't be said to be feeling sad these days. The female teacher seemed to be targeting him.

The practical class was originally a free team battle between classmates. Good guy, she came directly to the teacher.

As the name suggests, there is little improvement in the battles between classmates. Only level-skipping challenges can truly play a role in training.

Sun Kai:%%##**#%*

You are noble, you are amazing!

You use Warring States level elves to fight against my mature level elves.

Don’t talk about martial ethics!

As you can imagine, Sun Kai's Zhan Wu Fist Lion couldn't even fight in front of the Warring States-level thunder war god.

This situation lasted for several days, during which time Sun Kai returned home and wanted to borrow his father's King of Fighters Lion.

But when Sun Changkong heard that he was dealing with Wang Xuerou, he hung up Sun Kai and beat him.

And the next day, he personally sent it to the school and said that as long as it didn't kill him, he could do whatever he wanted.

Afterwards, he said, Dad, this is all for your own good!

Is this your biological father? !

Sun Kai touched his butt, now thinking about the power of his father's seven wolves, he still shuddered.

Sun Kai thought about it carefully. He had been very honest these past few days and had done nothing. How could he have suffered such an unexpected disaster?

Zou Xu was the only one who came in and out of Wang Xuerou's office in the past few days. It couldn't be that he said bad things about himself.

So after class today, Sun Kai brought a few younger brothers to block the door.

"Okay, let's go to the battlefield!" Zou Xu agreed simply, making Sun Kai a little stunned.

It seems that the other party just got the elf recently, so he can't be cheating.

"Don't sue the teacher if you lose!" After thinking about it, Sun Kai still put forward a condition.

Zou Xu was taken aback. Sun Kai was tall and tall, and he was afraid of the teacher. Zou Xu felt weird, but he still nodded in agreement.

Sun Kai breathed a sigh of relief. God knows how he got here these days. He often went out to stand in class.

It’s okay to go out if you want to sleep. You have to go out if you don’t want to attend class. You don’t disturb other students.

The most important thing is that he is nineteen years old, so he should stand for punishment!

one person!

Go out and stand for punishment!

Binhai No. 1 Middle School is basically a small circle of upper class society. Sun Kai's shame has been lost to the entire small circle.

But he didn't dare to confront Wang Xuerou. His father usually restricted his living expenses, and he couldn't even go out to vent his anger.

The two came to the indoor fighting field of No. 1 Middle School one after another.

"Choose one!"

"Let's fight normally!"

Sun Kai came to a wall with a mechanical facility similar to a flat plate.

Used to change the battle venue!

Sun Kai nodded, and the fighting platform in the center suddenly changed. The original rocky field split from the middle and fell down.

A platform slowly rose.

"War Dance Fist Lion!" Sun Kai called out his elf, an upright lion with a human-like appearance. Bandages were wrapped around his fists and ankles, and his golden eyes were radiant.

"Agumon!" Zou Xu nodded to Agumon. Agumon took a step forward, his claws colliding with each other, and his eyes were filled with fighting intent.

[Elf: War Dance Fist Lion]

[Type: Fighting Martial Lion]

[Quality: black]

[Level: mature level]

[Skills: Enhanced Fist Dance, Explosive Punch, Explosive Kick]

Three black skills, mature level.

This talent cannot be said to be weak, it can only be said to be unsatisfactory.