My elf knows martial arts

"Wow, Lin, you're back. Are you okay?"

Professor Oak looked at the three people coming towards him with a smile on his face.

"Don't worry, Doctor. I..."

"Wow~ What a huge bully panda! Bigger than Mr. Jin's!"

Before Lin Yi could reply, Professor Oak rushed over with shining eyes, circling around Po with a magnifying glass in his hand.

"Roar!"

What to do!

Feeling the dirty hands constantly moving around his body and looking at the kind-looking Dragonite not far away, Po chose to endure it silently.

"Roar!"

Good boy, very good, very good, you have the style of your father!

Dashan, who was squatting nearby, suddenly laughed out loud when he saw Abao having the same experience as him a few days ago.

If you touch my son, you can’t touch me!

"Ahem, Doctor, let's talk about that research later. Senior Tang and I have an appointment for an elf battle."

Seeing Po's pleading eyes, Lin Yi coughed twice and pulled Professor Oak away.

"Oh, oh, elves fighting, elves fighting is great!"

Professor Oak walked away reluctantly, looking at Po with a face full of regret.

"Senior Tang, let's start here!"

"Okay, go ahead, Zoroark!"

A white light flashed, and a medium-sized humanoid elf appeared on the field. It had a fox-like head with cold eyes and was extremely cunning. Its slender limbs had both strength and speed, and its red claws were intimidating.

The dark red and gray mane on his head is draped behind his back like a cloak. At the end of the mane there is a blue pearl-like object similar to a head flower. The black hair on his chest covers his shoulders like a waistcoat.

"Wow, Zoroark, so handsome!"

Professor Oak tried hard to suppress the desire in his heart, and tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Cool! Po, it's our turn!"

I have to say that Zoroark's cool appearance is quite good, and his level of 39 also shows that he is not just a pretty face.

"Roar!"

Now it’s the turn of the naughty Po!

The huge body, which was nearly four meters long, leaped onto the field like a tiger. Everyone felt their feet shake three times.

With his fierce eyes fixed on Zoroark, Po showed a ferocious grin!

Little fox, are you ready to be beaten?

"Senior, let's take action first!"

There was a harmless smile on his face, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Sword Dance!"

The huge and domineering panda dances a fierce war dance, and its huge body twists, revealing a unique wildness and beauty.

"Take advantage of the gaps in the dance air to attack the vital points!"

The red claws were covered with a deep black light. Zoroark sneered and his streamlined body turned into lightning and rushed towards the domineering panda.

"Hold it!"

Lin Yi also couldn't help but admire that the older you are, the wiser you get.

Every tiny gap in Abao's sword dance was keenly noticed and used to launch an attack.

But, your attack is of the evil type, and Po is thick-skinned and tough now, so he is not afraid of it at all!

Many thoughts flashed through Lin Yi's mind, and he smiled. The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and the location of the hunter's prey was still unknown!

The black light pierced Po's chest like a sword, and the powerful impact caused his strong body to tremble slightly.

"Shadow Claw Combo!"

The black light turned into a dark rain curtain, and Zoroark's whole body hung on Po. His two arms were like pile drivers, bringing a torrential attack to Po!

But Po was too tanky now. Even after being hit continuously, he still managed to withstand the attacks and complete the sword dance!

Looking at the violent and vigorous Abao, Tang Yan shook his head helplessly. It was indeed difficult for an assassin to fight a tank, especially when this tank was ridiculously tanky!

"This domineering panda has a very strong ability to stand on the field. Lin Yi has trained him so well!"

Da Mu was amazed at Po who took the attack as if nothing had happened.

"Bullet punch!"

Even after its evolution, the bullet punch is still Po's most powerful attack.

The huge body was extra fast at this moment, and the silver-grey flash rushed straight towards Zoroark.

"Move at high speed!"

The already light Zoroark now exerted his speed to the extreme. His black and red figure was like a nightmare in the dark night, leaving only afterimages wherever he passed. Even though Po had the bullet punch to increase his speed, his body was still too huge and he was always one step slower.

"Kick him down!"

"So!"

Looking at the big guy in the field who was chasing his afterimage and attacking him non-stop, Zoroark smiled contemptuously.

It must be painful to fall down on such a big body!

It slid to Abao's feet as light as the wind, and its slender left leg glowed orange as it attacked Abao's pillar-like lower body fiercely!

"Hehe, I've finally waited for it! A flash of lightning!"

"Roar!"

With a roar, Po stomped the ground fiercely. The violent force slammed into the ground, causing shock waves. The powerful recoil gave Po unparalleled explosive power, and his huge body shot out like a flash of lightning.

"Good boy! I got your way. Substitute!"

Feeling the force of a landslide coming at him, Zoroark's eyes were grim, and he immediately created a substitute to take the damage for himself, while his real body flashed to the side, looking at Po not far away with a slight breath.

"it is good!"

Seeing how Lin Yi resolved the crisis so skillfully, Jin Nan and others couldn't help but cheer loudly!

"As expected of a demon king, his use of skills is very powerful!"

Tang Yan also had an admiring look on his face. This way of dealing with things was truly a stroke of genius.

Looking at the situation on the field, Lin Yi knew that he had to change his attack method. If he just kept chasing Zoroark, he would not only fail to touch him, but also be exhausted in the end.

Po's advantage lies in his physical strength and attacking power, and in a competition of speed, he will undoubtedly win by using short attacks to hit long ones. Right now, the only way to have a chance of winning is to limit Zoroark's abnormal speed.

"If we can't catch him, let him come to us on his own. Double fist secret technique, sudden rain of fists!"

The secret of his fists at this time was no longer the same as before. His arms like iron towers were like cast copper and iron. He swung them at high speed, creating a fierce gust of wind. The huge fists formed a high wall in an instant, like an invincible chariot, crushing towards Zoroark.

Looking at the fierce and violent fist curtain, Tang Yan and Zoroark both had solemn expressions.

A huge curtain of fists pushed forward, and the space for Zoroark to dodge became increasingly scarce as the curtain of fists advanced.

"This is forcing me to confront you head-on!"

Tang Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head. This was like cutting off the fuel supply from under the cauldron!

"Tsk, Tang Yan still suffered from the limitation of the venue! But this Po is really too big, and his attack range is several times larger than other Poks!"

Jin Nan couldn't help but shake his head when he saw Zoroark being forced into this situation. The venue was small and the opponent's attack range was large, so Zoroark's speed advantage could not be fully utilized!

"There's nothing we can do. The trick is over. Chain Shadow Ball!"

While there was still space, Tang Yan commanded Zoroark to dodge backwards while strengthening his special attack.

"So!"

Like throwing a snowball, the chain of shadow energy formed a ball and smashed towards Po.

The shadow ball hit the advancing fist curtain like a stone falling into a calm lake. Although ripples continued to spread, it had little effect.

"Concentrate your energy. I don't believe he can resist this!"

Tang Yan's heart grew heavier as he watched the unchanged fist screen.

This panda is so awesome, it can carry a lot, fight a lot, and has unbeatable endurance. It's simply a bear tank!

Seeing that his attack had no effect, Zoroark felt very uncomfortable. This panda was being unreasonable!

"So!"

No longer dispersing the shadow energy into small balls, the vast ghostly energy gathered on the claws, and a huge ball of energy light slowly appeared in front of the chest.

"Let's decide the outcome with one strike!"

The fist curtain was within reach, and the strong wind it created made Zoroark's hair fly. Now there was no way to retreat!

"Exactly what I want!"

Lin Yi smiled. One strike decides the outcome? This is One Punch Bear's favorite fighting style!