Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 61 Childhood Nightmare
"Oh!"

"Kentaro loses his ability to fight, Ghost Stone wins, please ask the Gym Master to replace the Pokémon!"

"Thank you, Kentaro! Then my next one, the bag dragon!"

"Wali!"

The sturdy brown giant appeared on the field, its thick tail slapped the ground, and it was in a very excited state.

Moreover, there is no pouchosaurus in the breeding bag, and the pouchosaurus in front of him is a very rare male pouchosaurus!
"Battle begins!"

"Pocket dragon, high-five surprise attack!"

"Ghoststone, hold on!"

"Om~" The green light curtain successfully blocked the sneak attack of the marsupial dragon.The next moment, the two sides issued an order again!

"Stunning Punch!"

"curse!"

The dragon's speed was extremely fast, and because it was right next to Ghost Stone, the stun punch hit Ghost Stone directly, killing him with one blow!

Ghost Stone Curse Failed!
"Ghoststone loses the ability to fight, and the bag dragon wins! Please replace the Pokémon with the trainer!"

Mo Yan took back Ghost Stone, said hard work, and then released the next elf, Zoroark!

"A male marsupial with the characteristic of guts, Master Yongcun, I'm afraid this is even rarer than quasi-gods?" Mo Yan couldn't help but say something, really a little envious.

"Barely, it's passable, hahahaha!"

"..."

Yong Cun obviously likes the bag dragon very much, and his mouth is modest, but can this laughter not be so ostentatious.

However, although the elves such as Bagosaurus, Heracross and Kairos will not evolve, they are born with powerful fighting power.

However, the marsupial is a parent-child elf, and more than [-]% of the marsupials are female. It takes a lot of energy to take care of the little marsupial, and there is no time for training.

Heracross has good talent, but more than [-]% of them don't like to fight and are greedy for ease, so naturally they can't become talents.

Kairos has a bad temper and disobedience to orders. He often attacks trainers, and gradually fewer and fewer people use it.

From this point of view, a male marsupial dragon is very precious, and the one in front of him is still courageous. Its general and fighting skills can directly hit ghost spirits, which is completely comparable to quasi-god rare.

"Then the fight continues!"

"Pocket dragon, stun punch!"

"Move at high speed to avoid, spray flames!"

The bag dragon is very fast, but Zoroark is even faster. It is not a ghost stone whose speed is limited. With the bonus of high-speed movement, it directly becomes a black shadow on the field!
"Pocket dragon, hold on!"

After training, Zoroark's jet flame power is not low, but it is of course ineffective in the face of defense.

"Go on, spray flames!"

"Big dragon, use the noise!"

The jet flames hit a perfect hit, but the bag dragon endured the burning and let out a terrifying cry, the whole field was filled with howls, except for the bag dragon, it was extremely uncomfortable!

"Grab it! With a megaton punch!"

"Zoroark, Diablo Blast!"

The bag dragon rushed towards Zoroark, with a strong white light shining on his right fist, and the fist the size of a sandbag hit him straight!

"Library!"

The evil energy was crazily injected into the ground by Zoroark, and then a way came out suddenly!The horror bonus of the exclusive skill directly pushed the nearly [-]-kilogram dragon out!

"Evil wave! Solve it!"

Zoroak took the starting posture of an athlete, stepped back slightly, and exploded!The next moment has come to the bag dragon who has not slowed down yet.

The wave of evil gathered in the right hand, instead of sending it out directly, it was compressed into a long and thin whip instead!

"Snapped!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"The bag... the bag dragon loses its ability to fight, that... the unknown elf wins, please ask the gym master to replace the Pokémon!" Xiaoqian, the pink carrot head, swallowed her saliva, feeling that the big black monster was so scary that she forgot to add anything.

"It's really..." Yongcun stared blankly at the marsupial dragon who had been pumped unconscious, and then at Zoroark who was covered in black and holding a purple-black whip, and couldn't help shivering.

"Come back to the bag dragon, go, big milk pot!"

"Moo!"

Different from ordinary big milk pots, Master Yongcun's fighting spirit is very high, just like a big milk pot with Kentello's soul!

Moreover, Master Yongcun's famous elf, or the ultimate trump card, is the seemingly docile big milk pot!

Mo Yan has learned about Master Yongcun. He was the Four Heavenly Kings of the Chengdu area during his peak period, but he abdicated soon due to unknown reasons, and chose to become the owner of the ranch factory, and concurrently the owner of the gymnasium in Manjin City!

And the big milk pot in front of him has not yet broken through to the elite level, and is still in the category of elves in the gymnasium, so it has to be beaten!
"Battle begins!"

"Big milk jug, use a roll!"

"Zoroark, the wave of evil!"

The pink meat ball began to roll, and the vibrating ground told Mo Yan that the tonnage of this big milk tank is not light!

The purple-black whip that the wave of evil turned into was lashing at the big milk tank!Then, it all falls apart!
And the big milk tank still ran towards Zoroark at the same speed!

"Library!"

The increase in high-speed movement allowed Zoroark to easily avoid the first round of rolling, but the big milk tank turned a corner, and the rolling was not interrupted. Instead, it slammed into it with even more terrifying strength and speed!

"It's a foul!" Mo Yan thought in his heart, but he quickly ordered, "Magic power, make it stop!"

"Kuso!"

Pink energy burst out from Zoroark's eyes, and the big milk can was thrown into the air without any help, so it stopped quickly.

"It's not that simple, big milk jug, drink milk!"

"Moo!"

There was no tension in the air at all, I saw the big milk jug pulled out from behind, and a bottle of Moo Moo milk appeared in my hand.

"Gudong! Gudong! Hiccup~"

Seeing that the big milk tank, which had not lost much physical strength due to supernatural powers, had fully recovered before landing, Mo Yan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Big milk jug, keep rolling!"

"Still rolling...get up?" Mo Yan complained frantically in his heart, but on the surface he could only continue to issue instructions.

"Zoroark, Diablo Blast!"

"Library!"

The powerful exclusive skill exerted its incomparable terrifying power again, and the big milk tank that rolled in the first round was directly repulsed, but watching its hooves stretched out behind, Mo Yan already expected it in his heart.

"Big milk jug, drink milk!"

"Zoroark, challenge!" Drink milk?impossible!Impossible in this life!
"Kuku~" The unruly Zoroark taunted the big milk jug, and saw that the cheerful big milk jug dropped the milk bottle, and then aggressively rolled it automatically!
"Oh, it's too bad, Xiao Moyan is really amazing." Yongcun knows his own affairs.

If it's your ace big milk tank, it's very easy to survive the provocative time without being defeated, but the gym-level big milk tank is still weak.

Sure enough, Mo Yan didn't take any risks, and directly launched another full-scale attack of Diablo Blast, and he still hasn't fallen?Then do it again!
"The big milk tank lost the ability to fight, Zoroark? Zoroark won, so the winner is the challenger... That silent word!" Xiaoqian carefully wrote down Zoroark's name, and stumbled to announce the result of the competition.

　I still remember the fear of being dominated by the big milk pot in the heart gold, and now I have overthrow its ancestors, hahaha!thanks for your support! !Thanks!

　　
　
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