The Bizarre Adventure of the Elf

Chapter 203 The Final Blow ([-]/[-])

call--

Like two high-speed trains passing by each other, the orange streamer and light brown afterimage intersect in the air and then separate.

The slightly trembling left leg and the airbag that added another footprint showed that neither side took advantage of the confrontation just now.

Stepping on the muddy soil, Shawarang dared not close his eyes for a moment.

It is not uncommon to use mind-eye and eye at the same time.

But once encountering such a situation where the eyes cannot keep up with the enemy, it will interfere with Savalan's judgment.

It takes a while for the picture seen by the eyes to be transmitted to the brain, and it takes a while to react. This time is enough for the snorkeling ferret to cross a distance of more than ten meters to come to Shawarang.

By the time Shawarang reacted, he was already knocked away by the water jet from the snorkeling itachi.

The snorkeling ferret will not enter within ten meters of the Savalan, so it is easy to be caught by the Savalan. The attack method of the water jet is limited, and the snorkeling ferret can only deal maximum damage with a headbutt.

Once there is a small mistake on either side, the battle will be over.

After just 2 minutes of confrontation, both sides got to know each other better.

In terms of attack, both sides belong to the type of overflowing damage, and speed has become the key to victory.

The speed of the snorkeling ferret in rainy days was faintly faster than that of Shawarang, but Savalang, relying on the perception of the eye of the heart, could react quickly after the snorkeling ferret entered within ten meters.

The premise is that you need to know what the snorkeling ferret looks like, and judge its possible attack route.

So now Shawarang, who is single-minded and dual-purpose, can only look at the snorkeling Itachi with his hands like this, and the eyes of his heart cannot be closed.

With the passing of physical strength little by little, Shawarang was waiting for the Snorkeling Itachi to take the initiative to attack. He could not catch up with him, but if he caught the Snorkeling Itachi's attacking flaws like before, he could win with one blow.

The wound on his body was getting more and more painful. Shawarang wanted to move his hand to wipe the rainwater from the corner of his eye, only to realize that his hand was broken and he hadn't gone to Dio to connect it.

As long as you defeat the "inner demon" on the opposite side, you can end the treatment.

Unlike Savalang, the water flow around the snorkeling ferret's body has never stopped. Although the physical exertion is more than Savalang's, the wound is gradually being healed, at least not because of inconvenience. And affect the performance of combat effectiveness.

Snorkeling Itachi also knew that if Shawarang ran, his speed would not be able to catch up with him. If this stalemate continued, his chances of winning would be greater.

Hai Jing saw the appearance of Shawarang with his hands hanging by his side, and while admiring Shawarang's willpower, he also understood that the risk of taking the initiative to attack is worse than waiting for a rabbit.

The cold rain slapped on her cheeks, and Hai Jing woke up a lot.

I am not fighting a decisive battle with some life and death enemy, but a little elf who just set off this year as a trainer!
"Snorkeling Itachi, use all the remaining power on the water jet!"

Well, it's a little too despicable to use that method.

Only the collision of strength is the way of greeting that a man should have!

"Bree!"

Knowing what the trainer meant, the water flow around the snorkeling ferret once soared. Originally, there was only a thin layer of water swirling on the snorkeling ferret's body. After using all the strength, the snorkeling ferret's body seemed to turn into a The water dragon dancing wildly in the sky rises against the wind in the rain.

Under the dark clouds, the clouds rise and dragons ride!
The transparent water dragon with a diameter of one meter faintly reflects the yellow dragon head in it, and the force of the water flow swirls up the surrounding light rain.

The two black eyes seemed to emit a ray of light through the water curtain in front of them, and directly shot at Shawarang below.

Shawarang also saw that the yellow guy on his head still had his arms folded, but his eyes had changed into the kind of eyes that recognized him.

Shawarang's eyes became a little lax, and he thought of the guy who he had never won once, and he was helping him make breakfast now.

"Chaya!"

Definitely get a beating!
Just one meal.

Now he looks a bit embarrassed, but his will has never weakened!
On the ground, Shawarang quickly tied the two severed hands in knots with his feet and tied them to his chest. After making sure that his actions would not be affected, he stared fiercely at the snorkeling ferret that was ready in the sky.

"Chaya!"

Slowly bending down and taking a lunge, Shawarang compressed the spring on his leg again.

The legs that have been squeezed to the extreme and the most proficient million-ton flying kick can definitely kick that yellow guy away with one blow!

Explosive and unstable fighting energy gathered on Shawarang's right leg, and the shining white light began to buzz on it.

That is the performance of pressing the energy of the fighting system together, just like his spring-structured legs.

"Very good, it seems that you are ready to show your full strength!"

"I really like you like this!"

When Shawaran tied his hands and legs together, Hai Jing was really surprised, but after the surprise, he admired the willpower of this Shawaron even more.

He glanced at the kitchen enviously. He wanted to know what kind of training method could cultivate a elf with such a strong willpower.

He believes in one thing, elf's talent is innate, and a trainer cannot let his elf learn skills that he can't learn.

But the elf's will and faith are endowed by the trainer. No matter how cowardly an elf is, as long as he follows the right trainer, his life will be more exciting than before!
"Let us use this blow to decide the victory of the battle!"

"Snorkeling Itachi, you are ready too!"

The snorkeling Itachi didn't respond, but just spun a few times to show that he understood.

In this state, he can't speak. He is afraid that if he speaks, he will destroy the balance of skills he has created with great difficulty.

"So……"

"Go all out! Snorkeling Itachi, spray water, defeat the opponent in front of you!"

"Shawarang, watch out, this trick is the last jet of water from the snorkeling itachi!"

The yellow dragon was flying above, and the black dark clouds became the background of the yellow dragon in the rain, flying and stirring in this small dark cloud.

Chavalon is below, the light on his feet has reached the limit of what can be done, recalling the best strength, angle and way of exerting force every time he kicks a million tons of flying kicks, Chavalon suddenly thinks of Dior and Breaking through the limit as I said.

If you can become stronger now, you should be able to defeat your opponent without pressure, right?

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the silent Huanglong locked onto Shawarang who was standing on the ground.

call--

The sound like a dragon chant was produced by the friction between water flow and air. The yellow dragon shot down from the top of the cloud, and the target has been locked!
Shawarang also saw the movement of the snorkeling itachi, even if the distance of the eye of the heart couldn't perceive it, but such an obvious movement, even the eye of the heart would know the direction of the snorkeling itachi's attack.

Therefore, the only thing he needs to do is to attack... no wonder.

The rice spoon snake taught him to fight hard, and Dio taught him to run when he couldn't fight.

The light on the legs dissipated in just a moment, and the pretentious fighting energy immediately dissipated in the drizzle, and the compressed legs became an important tool for Shawarang to escape the attack range.

"Chaya!"

boom--!
(End of this chapter)