The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 25 The Yawning War of Attrition
"Hold the head hammer!"

"Boy!"

Ibrahimovic roared hoarsely, and hit the attack of the miniature dragon head-on.

boom!
The shock wave brought by the attack of the two elves shook the sand and rocks from the ground, and No. 80's expression full of confidence froze in an instant.

Because the mini dragon was directly knocked out because of this collision.

How could it be possible, the opponent was using a blow-out attack. I observed the relationship between No. 56 and Ibrahimovic before, and there didn't seem to be any signs of abuse or scolding.

But why, the deeper the hatred for the trainer, but the higher the attack, will have such an effect on Ibrahimovic.

No. 80 had question marks all over his head, but he also knew that this was a battlefield, so he immediately shouted: "Dance of the Dragon, speed, end this battle!"

Dragon Dance, which can increase the user's attack and speed, is a very powerful but rare skill.

"Get angry, interrupt him"

Seeing the mini dragon's body twisting in a strange posture, Mo Ran knew what would happen if the mini dragon was successfully used, so he ordered immediately.

Ibrahimovic bared his teeth, quickly approached the miniature dragon, opened his mouth and bit the miniature dragon's neck.

Startled, the miniature dragon twisted its body to avoid the sharp attack. At this moment, its whole body was glowing with blue-purple fluorescence, but the Dragon Dance had already been used.

Immediately, his figure flashed, his snake-like body twisted in the air, and rushed towards Ibrahimovic.

With great speed, he slams into the opponent with lightning speed and attacks.

Bah!
Ibrahimovic and the miniature dragon flew back at the same time. The moment the two collided, Ibrahimovic bit the miniature dragon's neck again, and vented all the anger from the former trainer on the miniature dragon. .

"Can you still fight?"

Mo Ran looked at Ibrahimovic who had struggled to stand up from the ground, and thought in his heart that the speed was really amazing. The speed that the miniature dragon exploded at that moment was difficult to catch even Mo Ran's mechanical right eye, let alone Ibrahimovic.

The miniature dragon was panting heavily, similarly, with the posture of a miniature dragon, and at this level, using Dragon Dance and Super Speed ​​continuously, his body was a bit too much.

Mo Ran looked at the mini dragon calmly, knowing that he would definitely fight Mu Shougong like this in the future, and the hidden illness left in the battle would eventually cause the elf to suffer from internal injuries, and it is also possible to die young.

But obviously, No. 80 didn't know this truth.

"Mini dragon, don't give up, use Dragon's Fury!" No. 80 waved his big hand.

At this time, even the knowledgeable trainers sitting in the spectator department felt something was wrong. Now the miniature dragon looked like it was about to exhaust itself, and using Dragon's Wrath again was not a correct choice.

Even Mikri frowned and shook his head. The battle on No. 80 was brutal and rough. It didn't consider elves at all, and it wasn't elegant at all.

No. 80 couldn't afford to lose anymore. When he took out the mini dragon's poke ball, he could only win.

Otherwise, what he lost was the face of all the descendants of the high-level alliance, and his family's face as well.

"Dragon's Fury!"

On the 80th, seeing that the mini dragon did not use its skills, I reminded it again.

A layer of faint blue-purple light is brewing at the end of the mini dragon. It can be seen from the color that this time's Dragon's Wrath is much weaker than the last one.

"A flash of lightning is approaching."

Facing the weakened Mini Dragon, Ibrahimovic's sufficient training results were revealed at this time. As his speed became faster and faster, his expression became more and more excited.

Excited, because he didn't know that his speed could explode so fast and so fiercely.

"Roar!"

The miniature dragon straightly spit out a blue-purple dragon's wrath, rolling towards Eevee.

Ibrahimovic leaped high, turned around vigorously in the air, the wrath of the dragon spread to his tail, the pain was unbearable for a while, and the speed couldn't help being much faster again.

"Yawn." Mo Ran said with a smile.

Ibrahimovic seemed to feel a little tired, and yawned, and the miniature dragon seemed to yawn in response, and his eyelids began to twitch.

"No, it's a yawn." No. 80's face darkened, yawning would cause the target to fall into a sleepy state, and within a short time, the drowsy elf would fall into a sleep state.

"Come back, Mini Dragon, and get rid of him, Mu Shougong!"

On the 80th, the poke ball was replaced again, and the yawning miniature dragon was taken back, and the wooden Shougong reappeared on the field with a red light.

The elf trainers in the spectator department immediately booed. During the rookie trainer competition, they had never seen such a shameless style of play.

"yawn."

As if knowing that No. 80 would act like this, Mo Ran had already reminded Ibrahimovic.

Following Ibrahimovic's another yawn, Mu Shougong, who hadn't reacted suddenly, sank his eyelids, and then yawned too.

No. 80's eyelids twitched, "Dragon Breath, kill him!"

Although Mu Shougong rested in the elf ball for a while, it was still difficult for him to use the dragon's breath for the third time. Mu Shougong opened his mouth, but in the end there was no blue-purple fluctuation.

"Skills have a certain upper limit, and this upper limit will be affected by the elf's physical strength and external forces." Mo Ran said lightly, "Your Wood Shougong can no longer use dragon's breath."

"Ibrahimovic, lightning flashed!"

Compared with Mu Shougong's poisoned state and drowsy state, Ibrahimovic is full of energy, as if he can fight for another 100 years.

"Boy!"

"Avoid!" No. 80 roared, trying to wake up the drowsy and exhausted Mu Shougong.

Mu Shougong moved his steps with difficulty, the purple color on his body was getting deeper and deeper, his tail was already a little fluffy, if not treated in time, this Mu Shougong would be considered completely useless.

With a hoarse cry, Ibrahimovic's flash of lightning accurately hit Mu Shougong, knocking him headfirst out of the field.

"Mushou Palace!"

No. 80's roar didn't have any effect either. Mu Shougong slammed into the wall fiercely, his eyes were circled, and he obviously lost his fighting ability.

"No. 80 Wooden Shougong has lost the ability to fight!"

The referee obviously saw this scene and announced with his right hand raised high.

Can't lose.

No. 80 gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Ibrahimovic, and clenched his right hand tightly.

Why, why did he lose to this fledgling civilian trainer?

We have more resources, rare candies that can increase the level of elves, and countless skill imparting machines. Why would Mu Shougong lose?

Are they not civilians?Are we not directly affiliated with the alliance?
No. 80 threw the poke ball vigorously, "Mini dragon, destroy the death light!"

The miniature dragon appeared in the sky with red light, and a thick, thick white light condensed in its mouth, facing Eevee!

(End of this chapter)