The Trainer's Way of Fighting

Chapter 401
Losing the first battle is a very normal thing for Hill Middle School, and the two proficient level flying elves have a [-]-[-] split.

If the lightning fang move had a paralyzing effect just now, then the result would be reversed, and the Scorpion King would hit the forked bat on the ground.

When the referee announced the result of the game, there was a buzz of discussion in the audience.But in the waiting seat of Hill Middle School, Wanlong straightened her glasses, stood up with a calm face, turned sideways to pay tribute to the teammates on both sides, and was ready to step on the field.

"I surrender!"

The referee on the sidelines was stunned for a moment, and immediately adjusted the headset to whisper and reconfirmed with the linesman on the sidelines.He even had the illusion that he heard it wrong, because the forked bats on the field were strong enough to support another battle in terms of physical strength and energy.

Shunsuke used the Poke Ball to retrieve the cross-bat.

The audience was in an uproar. Since more than a dozen games in a week, this was the first time that they 'voluntarily conceded defeat', not to mention that it was still in the finals!
The audience from Kanto subconsciously looked at the waiting area of ​​Yuxin Middle School, only to find that everyone stood up and applauded to welcome Shunsuke's return, and the next player, Nazi, walked to the battle area calmly.

Wanlong looked at Nazi and narrowed her eyes slightly.

This is not an accident, this is Yuxin Middle School's tactic!
Before the game, in the hotel meeting room in the afternoon, Qiao Kui projected a photo of a man with fancy hair on the screen, "The opponent's starter should be Ladoye."

Afterwards, Qiao Kui switched the screen and played the video of the latest battle, "His main force is the Scorpion King. I have to admit that the flying spirits like the Scorpion King can cause trouble to Hu Di, especially when it distances itself in the air. Create a sandstorm later."

After the video was played, she looked at Shunfu, "We need Hu Di to be as complete as possible to deal with Death's Coffin and Miss Goth, so Shunsuke's flying elves will be used for air combat in the first round."

"No problem," Shunsuke responded immediately.

"Wait, I haven't finished yet," Qiao Kui stared at Shunfu deeply, and said solemnly, "Our most important target is the death coffin, and now we know that it is a controlling elf, we can't let it control the field , to create the best opportunity for the battlefield. If you encounter Wanlong, to be honest, the trouble your elves can cause to her is not as good as the benefits of her controlling the field, so you must—admit defeat immediately!"

Shunfu was stunned. Taking the initiative to admit defeat meant that he might be misunderstood by people and scolded as cowardly, useless, and cowardly.Moreover, since the start of the Fengyuan finals, no contestant has voluntarily surrendered, and he will be the most disgraceful first in the finals.

"Huh—" Qiao Kui also knew that this was very cruel, sighed lightly, and said softly, "Teacher knows that this is unfair to you. If it doesn't work, let Na Zi start and Cheng Che second..."

"No need!" Junfu reached out his hand to stop Qiao Kui from continuing to speak, "I understand, I will try my best to defeat the Scorpio King, and then admit defeat immediately. As long as I can win the championship, it doesn't matter if I am personally wronged. Teacher, remember to help me after the game Let me explain. I’m still troublesome, Nazi. After the game, I’ll help post a statement in the community, after all, you have a lot of influence~”

When it came to explaining after the game, he laughed instead.

Nazi nodded, "Yeah!"

"Of course," Qiao Kui operated the computer and brought up the next Ladoye's battle video. "Next, let's discuss which elf you send and how to fight the Scorpio King..."

Back in the game, the players of Yuxin Middle School welcomed Shunsuke's return with a heroic attitude.Cheng Che walked up quickly and gave him a big hug, "Well done!"

"Let go," Junfu choked twice, "You're too strong."

"..." Cheng Che's arm strengthened.

In the arena, Nazi and Wanlong stood facing each other, and released the elves after the sound of preparation.

Hu Di fights against the death coffin.

"start!"

"Death Coffin, Magic Space, Black Gaze."

Before the death coffin's ability was released, Hu Di had already released a small-scale trick space in advance to counter it, and at the same time, a hazy energy shell enveloped himself—mysterious guardian.

Words are not as fast as the heart's induction.

Although the magic space of Death's Coffin enveloped the entire venue as expected, but the black eyes were blocked by the mysterious guard, which made Wanlong's heart sink. Hu Di, who could not be restrained, was in big trouble.

As she expected, Hu Di disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, a shadow ball flew towards the death coffin.

It was inevitable at the speed of Death's Coffin, and the shadow ball exploded, the effect was extraordinary.

"Poison water chestnut," Wanlong never gave up, "Death's coffin, sprinkle the poison water chestnut all over the place."

Crashing, the coffin was opened, and a large amount of poisonous water chestnut was sprayed in all directions. Even if the master level elves went all out, it would take a lot of time to cover the entire field.

Hu Di is not a perfect elf, the biggest shortcoming is that it lacks field attack skills, such as surfing, blowing, blizzard, hot wind, etc.This means that it cannot clear the field against the poisonous water chestnuts that cover the entire field.

Na Zi's slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly. She really had nothing to do about it. The only option was to quickly eliminate the death coffin. "Hudi, Meditation, Shadow Ball."

Hu Di's mind was calm, his body glowed slightly, and at the same time, the new shadow ball condensed in front of it again, and fired again towards the death coffin that was still spraying the poisonous water chestnut.

boom!
boom!
After two shots in a row, the Coffin of the God of Reaper forcibly completed the poisonous water chestnuts that sprinkled all over the audience. The three obvious wounds on his body made him in an astonishingly poor state.

At this time, Hu Di had already stood in place, meditated twice, and his state was in full swing.

"Hold on, Death's Coffin!" Wanlong said with all his might, "It's a counterattack! Use the curse and hold on."

"Hey," Nazi sighed softly, "Hu Di, move to dodge in an instant, the shadow ball blasts away the opponent's defense."

The mysterious protection cannot stop the toxins injected by Poison Ling physically, but poisoning is always hundreds of times stronger than being cursed.

In reality, if there is no external force to defend the shield, it can last for a long time. It is not that you can wait for the opponent to disappear automatically if you choose not to attack.

Hu Di disappeared in an instant, avoiding the curse released by the death coffin, and when it reappeared, its feet were densely covered with poisonous water chestnuts.

Pata, Hu Di was poisoned.

It doesn't care about all of this, it condenses a lavender shadow ball with all its strength, and throws it suddenly.

Kacha, holding the shield was not enough to block Hu Di's shadow ball blessed by two layers of meditation, and quickly shattered into a piece of crystal debris.

Then, the heavily weakened shadow ball landed on the death coffin, which was dying after releasing the curse.

boom!
The last straw was pressed, and the death coffin fell backwards, hitting the ground heavily, and countless poisonous water chestnuts splashed like water.

"It's well done, Death's Coffin," Wan Long said, taking back the Death's Coffin.

The elf that can move instantly is too difficult to deal with, she tried her best, and poisoning Hu Di was the best choice.

The only sleep skill that can cure poisoning, when used in the face of Cattleya, means to seek death.

"The next contestant from the Hill Middle School of the United League, please come on the field quickly." The referee subconsciously looked at Na Zi, "There will be no moths this time, right?" '

(End of this chapter)