Pokemon starts with a ball

At this moment, even if everyone had reason to restrain themselves before, they couldn't help themselves if they didn't take the initiative to make enemies and attack others for the sake of the goblin slate!For example, if you are disturbed while snatching the slate, then the next time the opponent snatches the slate, you will interfere back, and you will naturally become enemies;

"It's messed up, it's messed up!" Although the smile on Xin Yunrui's face remained the same, there was a wry smile in his heart, "Forget it, anyway, it's impossible for someone to get the goblin slab now, so it's better to have a good fight first, after all, I haven't fought with all my strength for a long time!" Thinking of this, Xin Yunrui's temperament changed, and he no longer reserved his attack.

"Boom~" Thousands of catties of yellow sand poured down the sky, making a huge roar, but was bound by a thin sand curtain, the impact force could not spread to the surroundings, and had to radiate to the ground and the sky, the earth shook, and a khaki mushroom cloud rose in the sky.

"Three gophers, the ground is cracked!" Ban Muling stared at the sand screen with shining eyes, as if he was still uneasy about such an impact, and issued a one-hit-kill order to the little elf he was hiding underground.

Accompanied by Banmu Ling's order, the ten thousand catties of yellow sand in the sand curtain suddenly shook, and under the action of the incomparably powerful force, it made an overwhelmed 'click' sound, and shattered like a spider web, cracking hideous cracks. Even the surrounding sand curtain seemed unable to withstand this force, and it was peeled off piece by piece like a broken mirror.

"It's so ruthless!" The members of the Bofeng Clan, Damu Clan, Yulong Clan, Shendian Clan, Zvqi Clan... who were watching this scene from a distance felt a burst of shock and shuddered.

"This is the rhythm to make Mei Ji die without a whole body!" Feeling the slight vibration of the ground under her feet, Liu Qing took a deep breath.

"A crazy woman is really scary!" Bofeng Qinglang swallowed her saliva, seeing Sirona suddenly looking at him, she quickly laughed and said, "My niece, I'm not talking about you!"

"That's right, Nana is gentle and gentle, how can that old woman compare!" Liu Qing took advantage of the opportunity to praise his wife-to-be, but got a pair of supercilious eyes from Sirona.

"Hey, if Xiangle Yinquan sees this scene, I don't know how it feels!" Bofeng Aoyun ignored Liuqing and Sirona's flirting, and sighed.

"Grandpa, who is Xiangle Yinquan?" Liu Qing asked, vaguely feeling that this should be a man, and it was the reason why Ban Muling and Mei Ji fought—jealousy!
"Xiangle Yinquan is the Yin Demon, and also the uncle of the old lady Juzi!" Bo Feng Aoyun narrated slowly, regardless of Liu Qing's doubts, "It is rumored that Xiangle Yinquan was engaged to Banmu Ling of the Banmu clan by the Xiangle clan, just like the current family rules. The two were about the same age back then, and although the strength of the trainers was not outstanding among many families, they were similar. Their temperaments matched, and their relationship quickly heated up, but there was an accident, and the two finally separated."

"There should be a gap in strength, and the woman is stronger than the man!" Liu Qing guessed.

"You guessed right!" Bofeng Aoyun interrupted him without anger, and continued, "Banmuling's strength has ushered in a period of leap after the engagement. This kind of mediocrity in the early stage and late genius is very common in aristocratic families, but it is rare. Banmuling is less than 20 years old and breaks through the championship; Xiangle Yinquan has not even found the gate of the king of heaven! You can probably guess the situation after that. Although Ban Muling still has affection for Xiangle Yinquan, he is also angry at her for not being able to live up to her expectations, and even more angry at her unwillingness to commit herself to being with her."

"Having a girlfriend who is stronger than me is already under tremendous pressure, and with the pressure from other aspects, people with weaker psychological qualities will probably collapse!" Liu Qing couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiangle Yinquan.

"It was rumored that Xiangle Yinquan did collapse and committed suicide at the beginning!" Bo Fengyu paused and continued, "However, the fact was exposed by the Banmu clan who learned the truth later: when Xiangle Yinquan was about to collapse, he met Mei Ji, a body refiner secretly cultivated by the Xiangle clan. While regaining love, he also regained confidence, and resolutely gave up his identity as a trainer and became a body refiner in order to gain a strong combat power equal to that of the champion! In fact, Xiangle Yinquan succeeded. Not afraid of the yin demon of the champion, and obtained a youthful body and a longer life that even the champion does not have!"

"Looking at it this way, body refiners are pretty good, at least they can live longer!" Liu Qing said enviously.

"Yeah, you can still maintain your body's youth!" Sirona nodded in agreement.

"Oh, you think so?!" Bo Feng Aoyun smiled noncommittally when he heard the words, and seemed to want to say something, but suddenly he paused and turned his attention to the battlefield again.

The ground fissure attack of the three gophers gradually subsided, but just as it was about to stop, there was a light explosion sound suddenly from a part of the cracked sand, the dust flew up, and a phantom rushed out, spanning a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, stretched out a slender palm, and slapped the chest of Banmuling, whose eyes suddenly widened and looked unbelievable.

"Old dove, go to hell!" The crazy scream was accompanied by the fierce palm wind blowing Banmu Ling's gray hair back, and a spiral sand curtain quickly rose from Banmu Ling's body...

At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times, the palms gradually approached, and the sand screen gradually rose, and the two sides began to compete for time...In an instant, it seemed that the flow of time resumed again, and the sand screen had just risen to the front of Meiji's palm, and Mei Ji's sharp palm strength had already been shot, breaking through the sand screen's defense, and there was only a scream of "Ah~", and a thin figure flew out from the other side of the sand screen, with blood spraying from its mouth, but before it flew too far, another sand screen rose Then, when Kong Yijuan suddenly returned to the ground, and when he looked at the wood spirit again, it had disappeared.

"You escaped quickly, but how long can you live!" There was a trace of regret and a trace of pride in the voice, and the phantom continued to go straight to the people of many families who were still fighting, inserting them like lightning.