Elven Tournament Master

Chapter 13 Other people's gymnasium battle (3)

Although there are no good countermeasures, Guan Zitong still has to fight!

When the storm formed by the mixture of leaves and seeds was about to fly close, she ordered: "Substitute!"

The opponent started stud, and she didn't need to hold back, and she also started using advanced skills directly.

The skill "stand-in" is equivalent to the combination of shadow clone and teleportation, leaving a clone in place to take damage, while the main body teleports away.

Although the order did not specify the direction of teleportation in detail, the tacit understanding cultivated through long-term training let Emperor Nabo know that at this time, there is only forward and no backward, so there is no need to say more.

The clone left in place was quickly torn apart in the storm of blades.

At the same time, Emperor Nabo also crossed the distance between the venues, and was about to approach the Frog Flower on the ice floe.

"Sword Dance! Gang Yi!"

Without defensive skills, Guan Zitong could only choose to attack in this situation!

It's also multiple skill bursts!
Emperor Napoleon quickly spun around on the spot first, and increased his attack power by dancing.

Then it rushed towards the enemy's Miao Frog Flower, its wings opened, and the tips of the wings gathered light like fighting spirit, flapping its wings like swinging a sword, and slashed across Miao Frog Flower's body!
"Aw!" Miao Frog Flower let out a mournful cry.

The plant on the back was cut off with three petals by the sword, and a long wound was cut on the body, and the spilled blood stained half of the ice floe under the feet.

However, the challenger standing behind it is as hard as a stone——

All four skills have been handed in, and there is no spare skill slot for Frog Flower to use recovery skills. At this time, even if the elf wants to heal his injuries, as a trainer, he will not allow it!

"Try to interfere with him with the rattan whip, don't stop with the fast knives and parasitic seeds!"

"Emperor Naboo, salt water!"

At this moment, Guan Zitong's last skill slot was revealed!
Salt water was deliberately sprayed on Miaowahua's previously cut wound, making it let out more painful screams!
Just to rub salt in your wounds!

At the same time, the injured Frogflower once again encouraged the plants on its back, releasing more leaves, seeds and vines!

With a sound of "Buzz!", the leaves flew together, as if covering the sky and covering the sun!
"Use Gang Wing to cut the vine whip, and use Gang Wing to add salt water continuously!"

Emperor Napoleon raised his head, the crown on his head shining brightly!

Immediately, he waved his wings, splitting the entangled vine whip all the way like manipulating two sharp swords, and rushed to Miao Frog Flower again regardless of the increasing wounds on his body cut by the flying leaf sharp knife!
Rigid wings are like knives, chop down!
The salt water is like a waterfall, spurting out!

Chop a knife, spray a mouthful of salt!Cut again!Another sprinkling of salt!

The poor Miaowahua seemed to be executed by Ling Chi. In just a few seconds, the blood flowed all over the ground, and the pain made her tremble all over, making people unbearable to watch.

What's even more tragic is that it clearly possesses self-healing "photosynthesis" skills, but it can't use them under the suppression of the rules of the game.

This tragic scene frightened the little fox in Chen Youming's arms, curled up, its tail trembled, and it kept whispering "woo woo".

With a timid personality, she felt scared just watching from the sidelines like this.

However, in the next moment, after meeting Chen Youming's concerned gaze above her head, she gradually controlled her emotions, and after flicking her soft tail twice, she gradually stopped trembling.

Thinking of Chen Youming's dream of winning the league championship, she secretly encouraged herself——

You have to learn to face all this!
One day, I will go to the arena like this and help the master win the victory!
Thinking in this way, she looked at the game in front of her again, watching the continuous fierce fight between Miao Frog Flower and Emperor Nabo, and gradually realized that she was not as scared as before.

Seeing that the little fox in his arms gradually calmed down and stopped trembling, although Chen Youming didn't understand what happened, he still touched his ears comfortingly.

At the same time, when Chen Youming was interacting with his primordial elves in the stands, the fierce fighting on the field was coming to an end.

Although Miaowahua has scars and salt stains all over her body, and the vegetation on her back has been cut to pieces, she has always stood firm on this ice floe.

The little vitality fed back from the parasitic seeds continuously kept him from falling down, instead, more leaves and seeds spewed out——

"Prosperity characteristic!"

In the stands, many people saw the reason like Chen Youming.

The special effect of this wonderful frog flower is lushness, the lower the HP is, the stronger the power of grass-type skills will be!

On the other hand, Emperor Napoleon——

Although the wings are like knives, swaying freely, like an ancient swordsman, but the wounds cut by Feiye's sharp knife are already densely packed, covering the whole body.

His "torrent" is also helping it enhance the power of water skills.

But there are still a lot of green grass seeds in the wound, desperately drilling into its flesh and blood, constantly absorbing its vitality, and giving it back to the dying frog flower in front of it.

And it itself has no ability to reply.

Obviously!

Obviously the enemy is already at the end of his battle!
Just one more slash, one more brine, and the enemy will fall!

but--

Why is the scene in front of me becoming more and more blurred——

Why are the wings so heavy that I can't even lift them up...

Another leaf like a rain of arrows flew over.

This time, Guan Zitong didn't dare to let Emperor Nabo resist, but ordered, "Stand-in, get out of the way!"

"Whoosh!"

At the last moment, Emperor Nabo successfully used his stand-in skill to teleport away, escaping the attack of the flying leaf and sharp knife.

However, as an advanced skill, "stand-in" itself is also a high-consumption big move.

After teleporting to another ice floe not far away, the emperor Nabo, whose vitality and physical strength had bottomed out, finally couldn't support himself and fell to his knees. With the support of his wings, he didn't fall down.

It held its head stubbornly until it fell into a coma.

Don't cry, the enemy will laugh,

Don't bow your head, the crown will fall...

It's just that no matter whether it lowers its head or not, the referee has already raised the flag.

"Emperor Nabo lost his fighting consciousness. In the second round, the challenger, Miao Frog Flower, wins!"

As the audience expected, the game ended very quickly.

But the process is exciting enough!Tragic enough!
The score was brought back to a one-to-one tie.

Guan Zitong took back the unconscious Emperor Nabo from the field and handed it over to the healers on standby behind him to take him away for treatment.

Although Miao Frog Flower is also miserable and scarred, but because she still has a little combat power, she can't receive treatment until the end of the game.

The field once again entered a period of intermission.

There is no need to add water and ice in the venue this time, so the advertising time is much shorter than the last break.

But at this time, Chen Youming could clearly feel that the pressure had come to the side of the owner Guan Zitong.

(End of this chapter)