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"Damn it!" Yuuji cursed in a low voice, before he had time to get annoyed that he lost the game, he looked around anxiously, "Where's my Kuailong?"

Xiaozhi jumped down directly from the auditorium, and was hugging Xiaomao to express his joy. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at him: "Just now, an uncle wearing sunglasses next to me said that he saw the destructive death light. Knock the fast dragon out."

Yuji had no time to say anything else, turned around and whispered a few words to the referee, took a poke ball from his hand, released it, stepped on the back of the bird, and ran away in a hurry.

Xiaomao glanced at him, and after thinking about it carefully, he was a little worried, and released both the forked bat and the mini dragon: "Go and help Yuji find out where his fast dragon is." Maybe there was resentment in his heart, Bangira The attack strength of the skill was not weakened until the last moment. Kuailong must have been seriously injured. Although his life was definitely not in danger, it would be troublesome if he was accidentally caught by the bad guys.

At the same time, Xiaomao noticed that Yuji went to look for Kuailong alone. Apart from borrowing a Bidiao from the referee, he had no intention of borrowing the power of other elves. Although his elves lost in the battle just now Combat power, after such a long period of cultivation, at least he can move freely.

Xiaomao held Xiaozhi, who was bouncing around and seemed happier than him, and whispered in his ear: "Yuji's fast dragon is quite powerful, but he seems to rely too much on the ability of the fast dragon. It doesn’t pay much attention to training.”

It should be said that compared to other elves and this fast dragon, if they hadn't known in advance, they would have never guessed that they had the same trainer, and the difference in combat power was too great.

Moreover, Yuji also hangs Kuailong's elf ball around his neck, which is obviously treated differently, and it will easily cause dissatisfaction among the other elves over time.

Just like Xiaozhi treats Pikachu differently, there is no trainer in the world who can really be equal.It is inevitable to think about it. There is a difference between likes and dislikes in a pot of potatoes, let alone elves, how can we really treat everyone equally.

Trainers have personal preferences, but they can't seriously affect the relationship between elves, but Yuji's performance vaguely makes Xiaomao feel that his fast dragon doesn't get along well with his companions.

Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment, with a subtle expression on his face: "Why can't I understand what you mean?" It seemed meaningless to him what the value of the relationship between the elves was.

Xiaomao shook his head with a smile, a little helpless at what he could do, raised his hand and took off Xiaozhi's hat on his head, messing up his black hair: "You, really." Xiaozhi's The hair is prickly and stiff, and feels a little prickly.

In fact, he thought about it too. To use the fighting time to provoke the relationship between the elves of Yuuji and make them flustered and lose their strength is obviously not Xiaozhi's style. He has always been a single-celled creature who doesn't even bother to think about battle strategies.

Xiaomao thought for a while, and finally won the six-on-six match, at least he should show something, so he said: "Maybe the battle between you and Yuji will be delayed, and his elf is not seriously injured. Tomorrow It's impossible to recover."

Even his fire-breathing dragon was injured, and it will take two or three days of recuperation before it fully recovers. Xiaomao feels distressed when he thinks of its fierceness in the last battle. With such desperate efforts, the final result of the game is still unknown.Of course, Shakira, no, Bangira also did very well, and they were able to break through the barrier at the last moment and evolve smoothly.

"I declare that the final winner of this challenge is Xiaomao from Zhenxin Town!" The referee waved the flag high and shouted loudly.

It was supposed to be Yuji, the chief trainer, who was going to present the award to the winner, but Yuji was in a hurry to find his fast dragon, so the referee could only do the job.

The other party went to the winner's palace for a while, and came back after more than ten minutes, holding a golden trophy in his hand: "Congratulations, Xiaomao, this is the honorary trainer trophy for defeating the chief trainer, once again Say congratulations."

Xiaomao bent slightly and took it with both hands, rubbing his fingertips against the smooth and slightly cool wall of the trophy: "Thank you."

"According to the procedure, it's time to enter the Hall of Victors." The other party nodded to him kindly, "The photographer and slate rubbing master are already waiting at the door, please take out all your six elves Register."

Xiaomao lowered his head and quickly glanced at the elf ball pinned to his waist, his cheeks felt a little hot: "I'm sorry, I have brought a total of twelve elves, can you let everyone celebrate this honor together?"

The referee was obviously stunned for a moment, looked at the professional commentator who was walking by, and after seeing the other party nodded calmly, he agreed: "Well, that's alright... so many of them are brought..."

"My two elves were sent out to help Mr. Yuji find his fast dragon. If you don't mind, I want to wait for them here now." Xiaomao said softly.

The winner is the boss, and the referee agreed without much hesitation: "Okay, you stay here for now. I'll go to the Hall of Victors and ask them to replace a larger cement slab."

In the world of elves, there are no hard and fast rules. Although the conference originally required that only six elves be allowed to take pictures and print handprints on slates, that is also considering that most trainers can only carry six elves. The case of elves.If someone has the ability to get more elf slots, that's naturally possible.

Xiao Mao thanked him again and again, and waited quietly for more than half an hour in the crowded arena before he saw the forked bat and the miniature dragon come back together.

He took a step forward to greet him, inquired carefully about the status of Kuailong at this time, and after learning that it had been successfully taken back by Yongci, he nodded and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, let's go to the Hall of Victors to celebrate together."

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A new stele was erected in the corridor of the Hall of the Victors. Xiaomao and Xiaozhi stood side by side. His eyes fell on the photo in front of the stele. Twelve elves crowded the space to the brim. He was covered with Small elf that looks like Rambo in COS.

"In a few days, my photo will be side by side with yours." Xiaozhi's eyes sparkled, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising. He had just received a notice from the conference that the match originally scheduled for tomorrow had been postponed to A week later.

Xiao Mao reminded: "Pay attention to the order in which the elves play, and the venue will also have a great impact on the result." In fact, the first rocky venue has a wider audience, but for the second quicksand venue, there are restrictions. Many pixies to play.

"I understand. Xiaogang has already helped me record all the tricks that the elf used when Yuji fought with you. I have been trying to watch during this time." Xiaozhi's cheeks flushed, and he took a deep breath It took three breaths to complete the mental construction. He gritted his teeth, stretched out his claws and grabbed Xiaomao's hand hanging by his side, and glanced to the other side, "Then, then you want to watch my game!"

"That's when..." Xiaomao was about to respond, but before the word "ran" was said, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, and Chaomeng's disdainful snort sounded in his mind.

He opened his mouth, and before he could utter a word, he felt his eyes darken, and the wet palm on his hand suddenly increased his strength, but he was still forced to let go.

He stared blankly, his brain didn't react to such a sudden change for a while, and he was stunned for three seconds before he asked blankly, "Where is this place?"

"Nijima." Chaomeng Yuya Youzai looked at him wagging his tail, with a look of "Stupid mortal, I gave you the honor of finishing the competition, why don't you hurry up and hug my thigh Shanhu Long live" Secondary school expression.

Xiao Mao licked his lips and opened his mouth. He really didn't know what to say, so he shrugged his shoulders and remained silent.

Volume Five: The End