The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 157 Preparations after the game

The game ended quickly. Under the force of the sandstorm of the round land shark, the space on the field became smaller and smaller. The opponent's elf could only rush into the sandstorm to find the position of the round land shark, trying to solve the sandstorm from the root.

But no one could escape from the quicksand hell of the round land shark alone, and the only Nidorino who used digging to fight to the end was also defeated by the round land shark with the same skill.

The Flame Lion is responsible for calling names one by one with jet flames outside the sandstorm.

The Boss battle is over, but the Brave did not defeat the Flame Demon King and his subordinate Shaziyu.

Dior's game was the third of the five games today, and there was not much gap in between. After the remaining round land sharks and flame lions, the players of the next game also arrived at the scene one after another.

Dio found a familiar figure inside.

"Your name is...Dior, right? We meet again, and you are here to participate in this competition!"

Xin Wu held the poke ball in his hand, and greeted Dio with a smile.

"Well, aren't you the elf doctor?"

"Because my parents are elf breeders, I was called to take the exam for a junior nutritionist certificate, but my goal is still to be an elf doctor!"

"Contestants please find their place as soon as possible."

Before chatting a few words, the referee's voice came from the stage.

"Sorry, let's talk next time, I have to go to the competition first!"

After speaking with Dior, Xinwu quickly stood in his own place.

"Looking at you leaving so late, you should have advanced too? See you in the game the day after tomorrow."

"Well, see you the day after tomorrow."

Al left just now. Although the injury of the Flame Lion is not serious, he still needs to go to the elf center to check to avoid any hidden dangers.

However, the round land shark that only consumed physical strength can recover after eating a few energy cubes.

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"What, you can actually win this competition? Al must have taken care of you, right? Just one..."

Bang!
"I'm sorry, Heipeng has a bad personality, but others are not bad."

Skillfully holding the black body, Al said to Dio with some embarrassment.

Al, who finished inspecting the Flame Lion from the Elf Center, brought Heipeng and Dior who had been waiting outside for him to find a place to have afternoon tea and sit down.

This store sells cakes for elves.

After receiving a piece of cake, Yuan Lusha happily sat on the ground and dug bit by bit with a small spoon.

If you eat it with your mouth, it may be gone in one bite.

It was afternoon at this time, Liang and Lingwen were training the elves, Yi Di and Jiu Xing were with them, and they would gather at the elf center in the evening.

"Speaking of which, Dior is not only so good at cooking, but also so good at conducting."

"Well, it's okay, the main reason is that they are too weak."

Dior spoke the truth without any humility.

"That's true, but, has Dior thought about the work for the competition the day after tomorrow?"

Before even a few words, Al revealed her main purpose.

"It depends on the situation, just do what you have."

"Then the acquired elf still uses the round land shark?"

The day after tomorrow's final is also a scuffle. If we use today's elf again, we may be able to cooperate with the Flame Lion to win as before. In the end, the food will be used as the evaluation standard.

This is actually a cake contest.

All methods still depend on the food made on the spot to decide the winner.

As long as the cake in hand is finished and brought to the judges' table successfully, the elf can't do anything to the already prepared food.

But before it is brought to the table, it can be destroyed at will.

Just destroy it.

"I don't need it the day after tomorrow, Qiuqiu's strength is too weak."

"Crack!"

One paw patted on Dio's leg, and after reminding Dio that he was strong, Yuanlu Shark continued to eat the cake with the other small paw holding a spoon.

"Then I won't use the Flame Lion anymore. He is very powerful, but if he is surrounded like before, it will be dangerous."

"Well, then I wish you the championship."

Suddenly eating a sour fruit, Dio frowned and said this sentence.

The desserts in this store are not as good as their own!
"Don't you want to win the championship?"

"That's why I wish you the championship."

"The tone is not small, but I don't know..."

Bang!
The bag on his head became bigger again, and Hei Peng fell down again before he could finish his sentence.

"If there is nothing else, I will go first."

Leaving half of the unfinished dessert, Dio poured all the cakes from the plate of the round land shark into it at once, and then closed the mouth of the round land shark.

"Let's go."

Dior felt that if he had time to waste time here eating delicious food that he hadn't made himself, he might as well go to the side of the arena to collect the information of the promoted players and then recognize his own strength.

Although there will be rewards for entering the top ten, but for the current Dior, that reward is not even enough for half a month's food expenses for iron dumbbells.

For the [-] bonus and the signed photo worth at least [-], Dior is bound to get it!
After slowly eating the last bite of the cake, Al stared at the half of the remaining cake in front of him in a daze, and the expression on his face gradually turned hot.

"That's how it is, it's challenging!"

…………

It was still in the small woods in the suburbs.

Savaron and the rice spoon snake were fighting, the iron dumbbell was flying among the treetops with the round land shark, and Dio was still lying in the arms of the circle bear.

Seriously staring at the information in his hand, the words recorded on it made his hands tremble a little.

After staying outside the competition venue for an hour, Dior got the information of all the contestants in the final as he wished.

Regarding the leakage of player information, the competition team will not take care of it.

Because there is no benefit even if you manage it, but if you don't, you can let the media help you build momentum and get an extra income.

Anyway, no player will take care of this kind of thing, and being famous is good for everyone.

Then, Dior spent [-] yuan to buy from the referee a document that had already been sorted out, which included the profiles of all the contestants who had advanced to the finals, including the elves they used in the second round and the cakes they made in the first round.

Golden sandstorm!

This name, which sounds extremely mediocre, is the title of Dior, and it will be printed on the front page of tomorrow's Blue Orange newspaper.

The above introduction to himself is to use the weakest elf among the ten contestants to enter the final by relying on a sandstorm.

call--

The rice spoon snake lightly bumped into Shawarang's million-ton flying legs with its iron tail, and the shock generated caused all the leaves around it to be swept away by the airflow.

The weakest...?

　PS: Sunday!There will be three changes on Sunday!It's more of a Saturday!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)