Falling Spirit: I Started Selling A Quasi-God

The competition officially begins.

One by one, trainers ride through the jungle in their flying elves.

Locke didn't let Pokékiss use the fastest speed right away.

The distance is too long, you can maintain a uniform speed for a long time, just advance to the next level, even if you get the first place in this level, you will not be rewarded by the competition.

In addition to these quasi-heavenly king-level elves, there are also many other elves of more than forty levels, which are also difficult to deal with.

But as mentioned earlier, Locke has experienced special training after all.

Even if the jungle is circling again, with the reaction and speed of Pokékiss, he can easily avoid the obstacles of these trees.

This made Pokkiss' speed appear to be greatly improved.

Locke did not let Pokékiss use maximum speed, which effectively reduced exhaustion.

Using the fastest speed all the time will not only make her physically exhausted, but also make Pokékiss's mental tension and keep an eye on the changes in the surrounding environment.

At that time, it will cause physical and mental exhaustion.

An effective slowdown can reduce consumption.

But the one next to him was a little embarrassing.

It may be that the potential for stimulation is too much, and his arms are too broad.

It is very difficult to walk through the dense jungle.

The surrounding trees became his most powerful obstacle.

Because skills are not allowed.

Every time you encounter a more difficult road, you need to slow down a lot faster than the eagle.

All scenes during the race will be captured by shooting machines on both sides of the road.

Then do it live.

Bud Yi had already bought tickets and entered the huge screen above the venue, playing Locke's match.

There are many people who are not familiar with the venue of the competition, and the speed is faster and slower.

There were even many fast-flying elves who crashed headlong into huge trees because they couldn't stop the car.

This kind of thing happens all the time.

Many children in the venue were already laughing happily.

Compared to those speedy flying speeds, children probably prefer to watch something fun.

Bud Yi carefully watched Locke's flight and found that Pokékiss was like a fish in water.

The barricades created by the trees were nothing to her.

It can't be stopped at all.

Among them, the most prominent, the fastest, and the smoothest flying is the quasi-king-level forked bat that belongs to Locke's first guess.

He was originally the third pair to start, and now he is ahead of the first pair of Yaoyao.

Even the speed does not diminish in the slightest.

The most prominent item in the cross-word bat race value is speed.

The speed race value of the forked bat reaches one hundred and thirteen.

The speed race value of the fast dragon is only eighty.

It can be said to be the fastest among all the flying elf races present.

This first place is naturally beyond doubt.

Locke now just needs to guarantee his top fifty spot.

"Touch!"

Not far from Locke, this quasi-heavenly king-level bidiving was impatient.

Hit the barricade again.

He was so angry that he wanted to tear down the tree.

He had never found such a humiliating thing to be huge.

Flying in this low jungle simply added a great burden to him.

His master calmed him in time.

If a skill is used during a match, it will be judged as a foul and disqualified.

Pokékiss flew for a while and also felt bored.

After all, flying around the entire Yunlong Mountain Range halfway up the mountain is a flight test that people can arrange.

Especially if it's just a small flying competition, the elves who come to participate in it are almost not very high-level.

It's really difficult.

Hearing Pokékiss' reaction, Locke scratched his chin slightly.

Now he understood that this game still tested the perseverance of the elves.

An entry-level competition is so difficult to arrange.

Fortunately, there is no limit to how long you must fly a lap to count as a result.

Locke rolled over the space backpack he was carrying.

Soon he took out a fishing rod and brought out the energy cube of Pokkiss's favorite flavor.

Tying the energy cube to the fishing line, Locke sat on Pokékiss' body and began fishing.

The energy cube landed not far from Pokkiss's eyes.

Pokékiss: ???

(눈益눈)

Locke, what an old sixth!

Can you think of this method?

I've seen people fishing, I've never seen people fishing for their own elves.

"I'll add some fun to you, didn't you say you were bored? Now shift your focus to the energy cube and think about that comfortable taste.

"How? Am I a genius?

Locke was slightly proud.

Pokkiss: "........."

Does she look so much like a fool?

At this time, many people on the audience stage saw this scene.

"This..."

these viewers felt like they wouldn't.

Is this the legendary routine?

Locke added something to this special energy cube that released the fragrance.

Not far from Pokkiss, it faintly exudes an alluring aroma.

But Pokékiss she is not stupid, knowing this look, she will never be able to eat.

How could she be such a trainer.

Knock!!!

Locke's fishing rod now formed a steering wheel to guide Pokkiss in his direction.

The most bizarre phenomenon caused a direct uproar among many spectators at the scene.

It turns out that it can still be played like this.

They looked at the elves of their house, and their eyes flashed with some strange light.

After all, it's not just the Pokékiss flying elves that can ride.

Later, this kind of trainer who hammered off his own elves slowly became popular.

It can form a scenery on the road.

Fishermen, fishing souls, and fishermen are all people on people.

The first game Locke passed fairly easily.

After all, there was a lot of training for speed barricades in school before.

And the top fifty can advance, and he Pockis can of course make the cut.

It's just that he didn't expect that the one next to him was so unlucky than the Eagle Quasi-Heavenly King-level elf.

In the end, it was incredible that he did not enter the list of fifty people.

In any case, it is also a quasi-heavenly king-level elf, and he actually did not advance to the first level.

"What's going on with that competition, and in the end it didn't make it to the top fifty." Locke asked in surprise.

Pokékiss had already left this sculpture behind him, so he didn't know what was happening.

"Oh he! Keep hitting the tree, as if I am wearing out with the tree. "

Plus it's relatively wide and not suitable for flying in the woods, so..."

"This..."

It's that simple.

The competition among the elves with the highest level is eliminated.

That afternoon's game won't eliminate another quasi-king-level elf.

Locke pondered.