This elf world is kind of weird

Chapter 249: Tactics and Momentum: Different paths lead to the same goal

"Please take the players on both sides!"

The flag was raised flat, and the referee, who had been working overtime for many days, stood on his aircraft and looked around at the command seats on both sides.

On the big screen, the heads of Filio and Corny appeared at the same time, six poke balls lit up below, and the battle melody dedicated to Carlos spread throughout the audience through a high-power loudspeaker.

"Next, let me read the rules of this game. The final of the Miare Conference adopts a 6-on-6 full-scale battle format. The battle field is randomly selected from the field library, and one of the teams loses three Pokémon in total and enters the midfield. Take a rest, change the battlefield, and proceed to the second half after re-drawing, until all Pokémon on either side lose their fighting ability, the other side will win!"

The weather was cool, but the referee had beads of sweat at this time, and his face was trembling slightly with his steady and powerful words.

On the big screen, more than a dozen images of the battlefield flickered, the speed gradually slowed down, and finally froze in a piece of emerald green.

Prairie field.

"Rumble..."

Amidst the roar, the battle field sealed underground slowly rose up, and people held their breaths, waiting for the moment when the battle would begin.

"Snapped"

In the silence, Kerni suddenly threw the elf ball from her palm, enlarged it in the air, grabbed it firmly, and stretched it towards Filio.

That was the provocative action she would make every time she took the initiative to challenge Filio, but at this moment it had a different flavor.

Philio pursed his lips and chuckled, clenched his elf ball tightly, pressed it against his forehead, and moved his lips slightly.

The flag was suddenly waved down, and the referee's sonorous and powerful shout spread throughout the audience: "Now, the game begins!"

"Go, mosquito-repellent swimmer!" Corny threw the elf ball vigorously.

In the white light, the strong and powerful mosquito-repellent swimmer struck together his fists, and the sharp claws hanging from his wrists swayed gently.

The black stripes wrapped around the abdomen one after another set off the extremely solid muscles. The azure body looked very powerful in the sun, and the big piercing eyes looked straight ahead.

Mosquito coil swimmer

Sex: male

Attributes: water, fighting

Features: water storage

Energy accumulation: 56

At the same time, Philio also threw his poke ball: "The vanguard will be handed over to you, Emperor Nabo!"

"Boom"

The majestic emperor Nabo landed steadily on the field, with dark feathers, deep eyes, and a bright golden crown shining in the sun.

"Sa-"

Amid the sound of piercing the air, its wings slashed horizontally, and a sharp aura escaped from its body, instantly overwhelming the aggressive mosquito coil swimmer.

Kerni's expression is rare and serious. She knows the strength of Emperor Nabo very clearly. Although she is not obvious, she is the mainstay of Philio's team on both offense and defense. She even had a brief confrontation with the crazy Chaomeng .

However, the stage of the battle never depends on the level of strength on paper, and it is her trainer's way to attack straight ahead!

Moreover, the features are also advantages!

Her pink fists were clenched tightly, and thick waveguides surged out of her body. Korni shouted: "Mosquito-repellent swimmer, bursting fist!"

"Nile!"

The mosquito-repellent swimmer's eyes froze, and he raised his fists high, with a crimson light shining on them, kicked his feet, and rushed out brazenly.

"Emperor Nabo, move at high speed." Philio said in a deep voice.

"despair"

With a crisp sound, Emperor Nabo's body turned into a black and blue afterimage, and instead of retreating, he went straight to the mosquito-repellent swimmer.

Amidst the exclamation of tens of thousands of spectators, the two Pokémon walked towards each other, and in a blink of an eye they were fighting hand to hand.

At the moment of intersection, Philio closed his eyes and unleashed his superpower like never before, repelling Korni's claws and claws in one fell swoop, and knowing everything on the field clearly.

The heavy fist that flashed red light came with the sound of wind, and hit the rushing Emperor Nabo hard. His eyes were like a torch, full of determination and confidence to win, but when he got close, he revealed subtle and even invisible signs. It's a flaw.

Soft ground.

"King Napoleon, parry left! Stomp!"

His closed eyes suddenly opened, and the surging air wave blew his clothes, and Philio yelled violently, resounding through the audience.

"Enpei!"

Facing the menacing attack, Emperor Nabo didn't panic, he stepped on his feet vigorously, and the speed was three points faster, and he took a big step forward to the left.

The wings on the right were erected high, blocking the trajectory of the Exploding Fist.

"Shhh"

With four or two strokes of a thousand catties, the heavy punch, which is not known for its stability, immediately deflected, taking away only a piece of fragile feather.

"clatter"

As if a drop of water fell into the pool, there were ripples one after another.

The Emperor Nabo who "made" more than half of his body was as calm as water, watching the mosquito-repellent-repellent swimmer rushing past him, and he could even clearly see the subtle fluctuations in its eyes.

Under the feet are flexible grass blades and soft soil, even with the moisture after watering in the morning.

Everything in Filio's eyes was unreservedly passed on to its spiritual world, including the flash of inspiration tactics.

The wide flippers were lifted up with force, and fell suddenly before the mosquito-repellent swimmer could rush away.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, without any hesitation and thinking.

"boom--"

The ground was trembling, the grassland was screaming, and the legs and feet were numb due to the violent shock, and they couldn't control them.

Everything underfoot became erratic, like clumps of cotton.

The sudden heavy blow shocked Korni and the mosquito-repellent swimmer.

Before they could react, the ground beneath the mosquito-repellent swimmer collapsed instantly, trapping its stubby legs into it.

"Nile!"

The pit was neither big nor deep, and the mosquito-repellent swimmer who suddenly encountered a sudden change just put his hands on his hands and rushed out forcefully with his legs full of wet mud.

But it was this simple action that made it lose half a move again.

"Emperor Nabo, Yan Fan!"

Philio would not miss any momentary window. With just one command from him, while the mosquito-repellent swimmer was still in mid-air, Emperor Nabo's wings had already swung over.

"Swish"

As he advanced and retreated, in the blink of an eye, Emperor Nabo passed by the mosquito-repellent swimmer, and his sharp wings slashed through its waist, leaving two long and narrow wounds.

Fighting fast and slow, Emperor Nabo, who was already far ahead of his fellow racers in terms of speed, showed at this moment his acumen and agility that completely crushed the mosquito-repellent swimmer.

And what it paid was just a piece of feather that just fell to the ground.

"Mosquito-repellent swimmer, don't give it a chance to distance itself! Stick to it and the abyss will roll!"

Korni's response was not untimely. Just when Emperor Nabo took advantage and prepared to distance himself, relying on his huge body and inch-long wings to display his fighting skills, Mosquito-repellent swimmer cheered up and shouted angrily, He bumped into the emperor Nabo straight up.

"bang"

The sound of muscle collision spread to the audience under the radio of Rotom in the aerial photography, which made the blood pumping.

Facing a heavy blow on his back, Mosquito Swimmer carried out Kearney's strategy without hesitation, overturned Emperor Nabo to the ground, and launched a head-to-head hand-to-hand combat in a way that hurt both the enemy and himself, and defeated the emperor. Napoleon's advantage in footsteps vanished.

However, when the two Pokémon were entangled on the mud floor, something unexpected happened to Kerni.

A flash of white light lit up from Emperor Nabo's body, and then, a terrifying aura surged out of its body.

"Is it actually a weak point insurance? No wonder the Emperor Nabo was asked to deal with the mosquito-repellent swimmer... Now that little girl Kerni will be in trouble." Yan Kai, who was talking with Zhimi in a low voice, focused his eyes. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and he turned his head with great interest, looking at the situation on the field.

"Enpei!—"

The small card hidden under the thick feathers disappeared in the light, and the emperor Nabo, whose energy had increased suddenly, burst into a rage. .

Mosquito-repellent swimmer, who was still fighting against Emperor Nabo just now, felt a huge unstoppable force falling on him, and when his center of gravity was unstable, he rolled to the ground. Come stabbing.

"Mosquito coil swimmer, hold on!"

"Emperor Nabo, peck the drill!"

"puff--"

The faint white light attached to the body surface of the mosquito coil swimmer, barely blocking the sharp corners of the crown deeply embedded in the body.

Huge pain and weakness enveloped the mosquito-repellent swimmer's whole body, making it somewhat unable to withstand it despite its resolute temperament.

At a critical moment, it clenched its teeth, grabbed Emperor Nabo's head, and pressed it firmly to its body, with firm and resolute eyes.

Feeling its determination, Kerni gave an order: "Mosquito-repellent swimmer, Batou!"

"Nile!"

With the last remaining courage, his stubby limbs now showed the characteristics of being one inch short and one inch dangerous, and tightly wrapped around Emperor Nabo. He put on a strange fighting posture, struggled hard, and then pushed hard towards the sky.

"Bam—"

The knotted muscles burst out with the last energy, pushing against Emperor Nabo's abdomen that had just been injured by the rolling abyss, pushing it toward the sky.

"Nile..."

Seeing the red light disappearing from his eyes, the mosquito-repellent swimmer sighed with relief, his consciousness was as dim as the ebb tide, and he completely lay down on the ground.

In the last ray of sight, it saw the dragon rising into the sky.

"Mosquito Swimmer has lost the ability to fight! The winner is Emperor Nabo! Since Emperor Nabo is rotated out due to skill restrictions, the next round of Philio player's Pokémon is Tyrannosaurus! The score is now 1 to 0, Philio The player is in the lead, please ask player Korni to change the Pokémon!"

On the big screen, following the referee's decision, Philio scored first, and the stadium suddenly burst into warm applause.

The overcrowded Mi'are Arena instantly turned into two distinct camps.

From the detailed control of the opening, to the use of weak point insurance, to the pecking drill that turned defense into offense, Philio's command and Emperor Nabo's on-the-spot reaction were perfect, and they defeated Kerr with only the cost of abdominal injuries. Ni's vanguard.

But at the last moment, with instinctive reactions and firm will, Kerni and the Mosquito Swimmer's counterattack also made Filio's plan of "at least one wear two" before the game fall into place. With the end of the rotation, the weak point insurance The effect has also come to an end.

In the experience accumulated from thousands of battles, Kerni's flash of inspiration realized the maximum stop loss for her.

The confrontation between rationality and sensibility, tactics and momentum was fully demonstrated from the first duel.

The two men, who have completely different training styles, also won applause like a tsunami of applause.

But for this battle where all the trump cards are bound to be revealed, this moment is just the end of the prologue.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mosquito-repellent swimmer, you did a great job." A red light flashed, and Mosquito-repellent swimmer was taken back the Poké Ball. Korni held it firmly in her palm, her tone full of encouragement and relief, and then, she He raised his head and looked at the Tyrannosaurus flying in the sky with its wings flapping.

I didn't see the existence of the mega stone, nor did I have any intention of trying to evolve, that is to say... the mega hand in this battle is not it, but Big Mouth Baby!

After thinking for a moment, she has made a decision.

With a flick of his fingertips, a new Poké Ball appeared in his palm.

"Wrestling Eagle, it's up to you!"

Like a wrestler about to compete on stage, the Wrestling Eagle spreads his wings and assumes a heroic posture.

Wrestling Hawkman

gender: female

Attributes: Fighting, Flying

Features: Lightweight

Energy accumulation: 57

Gorgeous feathers and dexterity without losing a strong body, although the physique is only a fraction of the size of Tyrannosaurus, the momentum is not weak at all.

A year has passed, and it, which has been with Corny day and night since the Pokémon egg, has also made rapid progress. Not only is it proud of the limit speed, even if it is not too good at the original power, it is also enough to compete with Pokémon. Large Pokémon Brawl.

A golden orb gleaming with light is tied around its waist, and its tactical purpose can be seen at a glance.

"Come on, Philio! Let me show you my quick attack!" Korni shouted with high spirits, splitting her hands, "Wrestling Eagle Man, use throwing!"

"Hey Xia!"

"Swish"

With a wave of sharp claws, the thin rope around his waist immediately snapped, and the huge golden bead was pinched in the palm of the wrestling eagle's palm, aiming at the direction of the Tyrannosaurus and throwing it with all his strength.

The golden ball flew across the air, powerful and unstoppable, proving the principle that you get what you pay for.

Facing such a swift attack, Philio did not dare to be careless: "Stormosaurus, hold on!"

The green light curtain stretched in front of the Tyrannosaurus, like an indestructible rock barrier, firmly blocking the incoming golden beads.

But this is just a feint attack by Wrestler Eagle, it's the best if it can be done, if it doesn't work, it's just a little bit of icing on the cake.

With the throwing of the huge golden bead, the light armor feature was triggered again, and the speed of Wrestling Eagle climbed to the limit, almost exceeding the limit of human eyes.

Different from being unfamiliar a year ago, not only its absolute speed has risen sharply at this moment, but it has already fully grasped this power, and it will never lose control due to extreme speed.

The afterimage of red and green flashed away, without any temptation, it reappeared in front of Tyrannosaurus.

"It's now, hit it, and the brave bird will attack!"

The huge speed difference gave the Tyrannosaurus no time to react. With a "boom", the ferocious dragon's head tilted to one side in the collision of the Wrestling Eagle. When the dragon's tail swung, the Wrestling Eagle had already pulled away and stopped at high altitude. , raised his head and roared.

The speed advantage that Philio didn't have time to experience just now was used to the extreme by Korni at this moment.

But what she and the Wrestling Eagle didn't realize was that a frightening phantom of a dragon's head was quietly gathering behind the Wrestling Eagle.

Since the speed is very different, it is difficult to catch up with Dragon Dance, so we must use our strengths to avoid weaknesses and limit the speed of Wrestling Eagle.

When the Wrestling Hawkman noticed the stagnation of energy flow in his body, it was a done deal.

It's [Ghost Face].

Fast and slow is the art of fighting.

The scene of the battle between Dream Demon and Wrestling Eagle in the past came to the minds of both of them at the same time.

"Violent Dragon, the wave of the dragon!"

"Wrestling Hawkman, Divine Bird Strikes!"

The gap in speed narrowed, and the two decided to change their moves by coincidence.

The light and rain falling from the sky weaves an impenetrable net.

But in the encirclement of ambushes from all sides, Wrestling Eagle still relied on his flexible body skills to dodge and maneuver, rising to a high altitude, and with the help of the sun's cover, he escaped from the pursuit of Tyrannosaurus.

In a blink of an eye, the sacred bird's attack was completed, and the Wrestling Eagle was like a magic soldier out of its sheath, rushing towards the violent dragon with a flash of cold light.

"Violent Flying Dragon, go up to it, mind blow!"

Seeing that even with the restrictions of the ghost face, the speed of Wrestling Hawkman still greatly exceeded his expectations, Philio no longer struggled, and made a decisive decision to exchange injuries for injuries.

The blood-red wings flapped vigorously, and in an instant, the speed of the Tyrannosaurus climbed to the extreme. Even though it was far inferior to the Wrestling Eagle Man, it could not be underestimated. It whipped up the howling wind and vigorously caught up with it from below.

"boom--"

The airflow and energy are intertwined, just like a speeding train colliding in the middle, the sharp sound of breaking through the air and the deafening explosion are combined together, the huge fireball rises due to the collision of energy, sets off billowing air waves, and penetrates the barrier of the energy barrier , blowing so that everyone in the stands couldn't open their eyes.

But for a moment, among the fireballs, the figure of the Wrestler Eagle rushed out first, followed by the Violent Dragon. The smoke traces of the explosion were clearly visible on the bodies of the two Pokémon, but they could not stop their battle at all.

With a speed that is hard to find with the naked eye, the two Pokémon who use the dragon dance, sword dance and high-speed movement to the limit come and go in the air, fighting dozens of times, criss-crossing and fighting for every inch of land.

One side is an air assassin who prides himself on his speed and can move around freely.

The other side is an extremely ferocious beast with an extremely strong physique that completely ignores ordinary offensive attacks.

In the stands, spectators from all over the world, who rarely experienced such a game, could only see afterimages splitting and rejoining in the air, and heard muscle collisions one after another, but they were all hooked.

Only a small number of senior fans with dynamic vision and combat experience have seen a bit of the door.

The brief but unprecedentedly fierce battle looked lively, but in fact it was a bit louder than thunder.

Just as Tyrannosaurus and Philio are afraid of the mobility of Korni and Wrestling Hawkman, the other party is also afraid of the tyrannical attack power that Tyrannosaurus is proud of. The unstoppable dragon claws are definitely not a beautiful ornament , but the real killer.

After dozens of attacks, Wrestling Eagle's fangs left innumerable large and small scars on the Tyrannosaurus, but he was always unable to launch a decisive offensive. Accumulating advantages little by little, but exhausting myself out of breath.

The cost of maintaining flight at extreme speed is several times the physical energy consumed by the Tyrannosaurus. Space and energy are fair. For every extra meter it flies, the loss increases by one point. Even though the Wrestling Eagle Man is so light, he is so light. The non-stop sudden stops and turns, intertwined attacks and defenses also caused its physical strength to drain away quickly.

But it didn't dare to be careless at all, because opposite it was the ultimate physical monster in the true literal sense.

Even if it succeeds countless times, Tyrannosaurus only needs one solid onslaught to make it unbearable.

"Swish"

The afterimage passed by, leaving a not-so-deep and not-so-shallow mark on the Tyrannosaurus' abdomen again, connected with the previous dozen or so criss-cross wounds, like a big net.

It's not that they don't want to expand the harm, but they are actually powerless.

Feeling a sense of emptiness in his body, the Wrestling Eagle hovered not far in front of the Tyrannosaurus, his chest heaved violently, and he took a big mouthful of air to cool down his already hot viscera.

Looking at the Wrestling Eagle Man who finally stopped flying to take a breather, a cold smile flashed across the corner of Tyrannosaurus's eyes, and he took a bite of the pomelo fruit hidden in the inner layer of the armor.

With a thud in his heart, the Wrestling Eagle realized something bad was unfolding.

Under its gaze, the momentum of the violent flying dragon, nourished by its vitality, rose again.

The scorched marks and scars all over the body are like the medals of a man, making this aggressive dragon even more bold and unrestrained.

"Bowman!—"

Roaring, the Tyrannosaurus attacked again, chasing in the direction of Wrestling Eagle.

"Flying Dragon, use Dragon Wave again!"

The same order conveys completely different signals.

Although it didn't fully understand Filio's intentions, it chose to obey without hesitation as it had complete trust in the trainer. It opened its mouth wide and spewed out dazzling white light towards the sky.

In the blink of an eye, countless small beams of light separated from it, one after another blasting towards the wrestling hawk who had to speed up again.

But today is different from the past, the physical fitness of the Wrestler Eagle has been unable to support the super speed that has completely reached or even surpassed the limit of the race.

The flying trajectory is no longer as artistic as it was at the beginning, and the circling posture is also less relaxed and calm. Facing the fierce energy attack, Wrestling Eagle is a little embarrassed and a little more embarrassed.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The dense beams of light exploded on the grass, kicking up countless charred turf and dirt. Wrestler Eagle's body was covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

Looking at Kerni on the command seat, her fists were clenched tightly, and the sweat on her forehead was too late to wipe off. The power of the waveguide spread in the air, and she was fighting with Philio in the air, and it was inseparable.

Dots of blood dripped from the wound on the Tyrannosaurus' abdomen and fell on a piece of messy grass.

Countless beads of sweat drenched the beautiful feathers that the Wrestling Eagles were proud of, and fell to the ground during the strenuous exercise.

In the ebb and flow, the situation once again fell into anxiety and ushered in a delicate balance.

After you sing, I will appear on the stage. In the difficult battle of attrition, both sides need to suffer and endure a little longer than the other side.

It only takes a moment.

"Flying Dragon, shoot flames!"

During the long chase and fight, the Tyrannosaurus, who was hit hard on the head, found a flaw in the Wrestling Eagle Man. The extremely keen Philio immediately gave the order to attack with all his strength.

"call--"

The raging fire condensed into a thick pillar of fire, which passed under the belly of the Wrestling Hawkman, only a hair's breadth away.

Even the hair on his abdomen gave off a bit of burnt air, which made Wrestling Eagle's body covered in cold sweat.

But at such a dangerous moment, Kerni discovered a counterattack opportunity.

Fatigue is mutual. At the moment of approaching the limit of physical fitness, every active attack means an opportunity for the other party.

The taut little face revealed a firm will, and the brave and courageous Kerni waved her hand vigorously: "Wrestling Eagle! Show your momentum! Fly and press hard, let's fight back!"

"Hey Xia!"

The Eagle Wrestler, who had a deep understanding of his situation, did not hesitate when he heard the sound, and decisively squeezed out most of his remaining physical strength. His speed was three points faster, and he climbed rapidly in the rapid flight, making a standard circular arc, The Violent Dragon circled behind and above it for a moment of slowness.

Wide back, defenseless back.

This is an unprecedented opportunity!

The wrestling hawk, who was extremely tired and at the end of his strength, cheered up.

The pure white energy light outlines its figure, this is almost the last strength.

"Hey Xia!—"

With an angry shout, his morale was raised to the extreme, and the Wrestler Eagle launched a full-force dive that accomplished all his achievements.

"Stormosaurus, it's now, turn around and move on." The victory and defeat were within seconds, but Philio seemed to be calmer than at the beginning of the battle, and the instructions he gave were extremely rational, "It's too late to change its moves! Then the dragon dive!"

Even, it seems a little cruel because of its absolute rationality.

But this is also the road to victory.

Before he finished speaking, the Wrestling Eagle Man dived in front of him. The Tyrannosaurus suddenly turned in the air, exposed its abdomen, and used its toughest piece of carapace to receive the powerful blow.

"Bam—"

"Crack..."

The strongest blow that condensed all the strength of Wrestling Hawkman caused a shallow crack to appear on the carapace as hard as fine steel of Tyrannosaurus.

The unstoppable force penetrated the external barrier and rushed straight into the body.

The viscera, which were obviously fragile compared to the outer shell and muscles, trembled violently, and the huge pain distorted the Tyrannosaurus' face.

But at such a moment, the two thick front paws of the Tyrannosaurus still did not waver at all, one left and one right, and quickly rushed out from both sides, "embedding" the Wrestling Eagle who wanted to escape tightly in his body In my arms, I can no longer move.

Immediately afterwards, it was about to fall and forcibly reversed its shape again, aiming at the ground below.

"Bowman!—"

In the hoarse roar, the weak flames ignited all over the Tyrannosaurus, roasting the Wrestling Hawkman in his arms, and burning the last strength of the Tyrannosaurus.

Aim, dive, and hit perfectly.

"boom--"

With an indomitable determination to move forward, Tyrannosaurus slammed into the ground heavily.

Amidst the deafening roar, a deep pit that almost destroyed half of the site slowly emerged from the gunpowder smoke.

In the center of the pit, the two Pokémon, who had been entangled until they were unconscious, finally separated slightly and lay motionless on the soil that had almost crystallized due to the explosion of dragon flames.

"Stormosaurus and Wrestling Eagle lost their ability to fight at the same time! This battle is tied! Now the score is 2 to 1, and Philio is leading. Please replace the Pokémon at the same time!"

After a fierce battle that was evenly matched, where each other was exhausted to the extreme, and each ushered in the most heroic bloom, the two Poké Balls dimmed at the same time, pushing the follow-up battle to a more intense situation.

In the confrontation of tactics and momentum, there will be no winners and losers and no results from the very beginning.

Because, there is never an absolute tactic, and there is never an absolute momentum. The end of the two paths has always been the bond and trust between the trainer and the Pokémon, and the inexhaustible power derived from it.

The ultimate of the two roads has always been the same.

The red light beams were shot out at the same time, and the Tyrannosaurus and Wrestling Hawkman, who had met their opponents and ended up losing both, were retracted at the same time, and replaced by the third Poké Ball that they held tightly in their hands.