Pokemon Pride Maple

The fire elf jumped up and down and kept moving, dodging most of the attacks. When they reached the back path, they couldn't even touch the edge of the fire elf, and gradually they could wait for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

Of course, it was also because he was facing a small road whose strength was limited. If the gravity ring on the small road was removed, the speed could increase by at least two grades. Even if the fire elf realized it, it was unknown whether he could dodge.

He became more and more restless in his heart, and Xiaolu's movements became chaotic.

"Xiaolu, Xiaolu..." An unreal voice sounded in his mind, Xiaolu was startled at first, and then he heard Ao Feng's voice, his irritable emotions were swept away, he relaxed, and tried to convey the thoughts in his heart.

It worked! Ao Feng opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Using an earthquake!"

The fourth skill that Xiaolu had not used all the time was used at this time. The fire spirit that was caught off guard was shaken back and suffered a lot of damage, and Xiaolu also had time to breathe.

"The routines of martial arts themselves are just to make it more convenient and coherent when learning and practicing. There is no fixed routine in itself. You can do whatever you want, and follow your heart to sway your attacks."

Ao Feng didn't want to tell Xiaolu so early. These things will naturally take shape with the deepening of his understanding of martial arts. Ao Feng thought about ordering it to him after a while, but now is also an opportunity.

Jinglin was surprised. He also heard what Ao Feng said. He couldn't understand why Ao Feng could understand the situation of the battle and give guidance? Or is he just trying to influence himself? Jing Lin is really uncertain, and can only look forward to the victory of the Fire Elf.

Xiaolu's closed eyes moved, letting the fire elf continue to attack, Xiaolu only dodged, not attacked. If he couldn't dodge, he would use protection to block it.

What Ao Feng taught was not just the martial arts of attacking, how to defend, how to dodge, these were the key points.

Now it was the Fire Elf's turn to be anxious. He clearly aimed to attack every time, but most of them were avoided by the small road, and the large-scale attack would be blocked again. After the continuous attack, the fire elf's physical energy was consumed a lot, and it won't be long before he continues to be slaughtered.

Knowing his own situation, the fire elf began to slow down his attack rhythm, and every time he released his skills very cautiously, hoping to get the best damage effect, and he also achieved his goal.

Xiaolu took a deep breath. Although he felt uncomfortable in the smoke, he still laughed and said telepathically, "If you slow down the attack, then I will do it."

He took out the bone spurs again and stepped forward, the bone sticks swayed out in the form of a little bit of cold light.

The Fire Elf still wanted to avoid the attack according to the previous dodging rules, but he didn't expect that this time Xiaolu didn't play cards according to the routine, and he was caught off guard and was hit directly on the head with a stick.

It's not over yet, the fire elves' troubles are getting bigger and bigger.

At the beginning, Xiaolu's movements were still very slow. Every time he made a move, he had to think about it, giving Fire Spirit time to dodge, but then he couldn't keep up with Xiaolu's rhythm.

The long training is not in vain. The things that Ao Feng has taught have been imprinted in his mind. He deliberately disrupted the moves before, and he still needs to think about it. With the actual combat of the moves, he also has a kind of Ming Wu, began to make moves at will, and the movements naturally became faster and faster. This is what Ao Feng said, do whatever you want.

Now that Xiaolu's moves are being used, it can make people feel dizzying, not to mention dodging. In the eyes of the fire elf, Xiaolu's bone spurs are not all-pervasive, leaving him no room to dodge, but the chaotic style of play makes He couldn't dodge.

"It's over." Xiaolu opened his eyes, and the wave missile that had already accumulated on his left hand pressed against the belly of the fire elf. With a bang, the fire elf screamed and flew out of the smoke range and smashed into the surrounding area of ​​the field. on the wall.

"Fire elf!" Jinglin screamed and ran over quickly.

Smoke surged, and Xiaolu slowly walked out: "Brother, I won."

After speaking, Xiaolu shook his body and fell forward. Ao Feng hurriedly took a step forward and picked him up: "Well, you are the best, rest well."

Xiaolu has suffered a lot of damage. The gravity ring on his body makes Xiaolu consume a lot of physical strength to make actions, and not only physical strength, but also physical energy. In addition, it takes a lot of comprehension in battle. Energy, after a battle, he was already very tired, and he forced himself to come out. The moment he saw Ao Feng, he relaxed and fell asleep.

Xiaolu fell asleep on this side, and the fire elf's eyes had already rolled in circles. The referee decided that the victory belonged to Ao Feng.

"I didn't expect that I would still lose to you. I won't give up my efforts. Next time I will definitely kill you!" Jinglin and Aofeng shook hands.

Ao Feng gave him a firm grip: "You will work hard, and I will not stand still. If we meet again, you will be the only one who will fail!"

"Haha, okay, I'll go and treat the fire spirit first, cheers for the finals!" Jinglin waved and turned away.

Ao Feng looked at Jing Lin's back, shook his head and smiled. Are the trainers of the non-aristocratic families so strong now? If this is the case, then it will be difficult for the new generation of the major families to be on the list.

Xiaolu has not experienced such a difficult battle for a long time, and rarely fights without Ao Feng's support. In the smoke, there are only him and his opponent. This battle is a sublimation for Xiaolu, UU reading www. uukanshu.com integrates what he has learned and goes a step further, compared to waiting for Xiaolu to wake up.

Let the little doll give Xiaolu a treatment and then take the two elves back into the pokeball, let them out of the battlefield, and watch the next game with Ke'er on the stage.

"Brother Feng, here!" Ke'er had been waiting for Ao Feng for a long time. At this time, there was a vacant seat beside her. Ao Feng stood there bluntly. When Ao Feng stood still, Ke'er said softly, "Feng Feng. Brother, it's a little troublesome for you to win the championship this time, and Sister Meiling is here too."

Ao Feng was stunned for a moment, his brain was short-circuited: "Charming Spirit? What Charming Spirit?"

"Oops," Ke'er gave Ao Feng a hammer and gave a hint. At the same time, he pointed his hand down, "You're stupid, ghost!"

"Ghost type? Thousand Soul Charm Spirit?" Ao Feng finally opened his mind and looked at the field, just in time to see a silver-haired beauty in black who nodded towards him.

Ke'er giggled: "Brother Feng, Sister Meiling is the top four of the last Shen'ao Ling of the Valley Conference, be careful that she gets knocked down in the finals."

"You don't like me that much?" Ao Feng raised his waist and raised his head, "What the **** is going on? You won't know until you've played it. You shouldn't send the main force directly to this kind of battle."

Ao Feng said this, and he was already thinking about what kind of elves would appear in the next game. If there is no accident in this game, Charm will definitely win, and 80% of her elf should be ghosts. Of course, the single-headed dragon of the evil type is the most suitable to deal with the ghost type, but it is still in the initial evolution stage, which seems to be a bit unattractive, and there are not many evil type skills.

(The exam is finally over, but the update in the next few days is worrying... The dormitory is out of internet. I will go home on the 13th. I will try my best to update it in the past two days. Please forgive me.)

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