Phantom Master of the Elf

Chapter 218 Might Be Strong in the Future

The high-speed movement is indeed very fast. If Zoroarak is not facing a strike ghost at this time, he will definitely win if he is replaced by any other one.

In fact, Striking Ghost did not notice Zoroak who suddenly appeared behind him, but Yu Wenbai who was standing behind him saw it. The order can be conveyed, and the moment Yu Wenbai saw Sorolla, the strike ghost also saw it.

Zoroark was kicked out of the arena by the double return hit of the last move, the blow ghost was released, and the palm holding Zoroak's arm loosened when the double return hit, which allowed Zoroark to use the inverted The momentum was relieved in the neutral position of the flight, and no serious fatal injuries were suffered.

The red light lit up, and Zoroak was collected into the goal.

In the end, did you still fail to fight off the first one?

When the referee announced Yu Wenbai's victory, Han Hao walked over to shake hands with Yu Wenbai.

Now he finally understands why everyone would say "I will definitely win you next time" after losing.

Han Hao also wanted to say it very much at this time, because he felt really unwilling to lose, but compared to this emotion, Han Hao had another question in his mind at this time.

"You still have a back hand."

"Why do you say that?"

"The bond between you and the strike ghost..." Han Hao hesitated to speak. In this world, there seems to be no bond evolution, and in the original world, the setting of bond evolution was only given in the TV version. It's just a plug-in opened by Zhiye, but after the battle, the fighting posture between Yu Wenbai and Fighting Ghost is really touching.

Yu Wenbai tilted his head, looking a little dazed, as if he was waiting for Han Hao's next words.

After discovering this, Han Hao quickly said: "Sorry, I suddenly thought of something just now, next time I see you, you should become very strong."

This sentence is a declarative sentence, just like Han Hao is sure that this girl will become very strong.

"You too, you almost won today." The girl smiled and said, "I only have one elf. If I knew it before, that child should work harder."

Only... one?

No wonder no other elves were used at all in the Battle Masters Cup. Wasn't it because of its strength, but only one?

Being able to cultivate such a strong ghost striker and establish such a strong bond is not at all what people of the same age can do, but if the opponent has only one elf so far, this kind of strength does not seem to be too difficult to understand.

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room of the Masters Cup...

"Thousands of people write in blood but beg the king to die!"

"Eight billion! I want to see Bai Huan's head tomorrow morning!"

"The people of Za'an have assembled, brothers, see you on Weibo, old thief Bai."

"Han Shen lost, my youth is over."

"Wake up upstairs, you Han God only became popular last month, and your youth is only one month?"

When Han Hao returned to the battle stand, Guo Feiyu was sitting on the waiting stand holding a bucket of popcorn.

"Losing?"

"Why do I feel that you seem to be very happy?"

"No, I just looked away. Think about it carefully. We're only freshmen. We've earned the Masters Cup. In the Champions Cup, you don't lose money if you lose, and you earn blood if you win."

"Hehe, I really believe it, don't lie to me, you really want to win, I'm sorry, I just got off the battle stage, and the waveguide didn't have time to close it, your heart has been beating very fast, it's okay, I won't tell you anymore , let’s go to the elf center first, let Ran Bing find me after finishing the fight.”

After Han Hao arrived at the elf center, he found that it was much deserted than before.

"Why is there no one?" Han Hao asked Wang Xinhe as he handed three elf balls.

"What else could be the reason? They're all staying in the dormitory to watch the Masters Cup. This is Hangzhou University. The venue for this year's preliminaries and semi-finals must have attracted more attention than other places." Wang Xinhe turned around and entered the backstage, about 5 minutes later , she came out from the backstage.

"Zoroark's ribs are broken in one row. Don't think about recovering tonight. Moon Eevee is similar. This is Gengar's Pokéball, and the recovery of the ghost system will be faster."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Han Hao took Geng Gui's elf ball, and the phone vibrated at this moment, which was a voice that QQ was particularly concerned about.

"Wang Xuefei seems to be in a hurry, I'm going back to the dormitory first."

"Yes." Han Hao replied.

He cut out the live broadcast and took a look, and found that No. 805 was also eliminated, and Cheng Nan was the only one left on the field.

All three of Asuka fell in the first round, which was miserable enough.

Tonight, Han Hao hugged the foam chinchilla and watched movies on the big bed in the school hospital. The game was over, and he hadn't relaxed like this for a long time.

The big canned man squatted in the live broadcast room until the end of the game. When the world was about the same, he opened his video editing software, but he didn't notice a few extra hairs on the keyboard.

Guo Feiyu finished eating popcorn in the auditorium, watched the fireworks at the curtain call of the Masters Cup fly into the sky, and then exploded in the air, like an imperfect curtain call, he hummed a little song and went back to the dormitory, opened Tongcheng Yilong to buy A ticket, followed by a phone call.

"Director Wang? I want to suspend my studies..."

Ran Bing returned to the dormitory in a hurry, only to find that a few roommates were playing games and reading books, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry. She suddenly felt a little unhappy, feeling that she had been cheated.

When Wang Xuefei saw Ran Bing coming back, she quickly shook the helmet in her hand, only then did Ran Bing realize that almost every one of her roommates had one.

"Don't tell me that's why you asked me to come back." Ran Bing said coldly.

"Hey! I kindly grabbed one for you! What an attitude, this roommate can't be..." Wang Xuefei pouted.

"Okay, little ancestor, I was wrong, can I still ask for it?"

Ran Bing took the helmet and glanced at the serial number on it, 12205, feeling a bit low...

If she wants this thing, she can just call the person in charge of the Infinite Glory.

Speaking of which, what is the name of that smiling tiger...

The next day, when Han Hao woke up, it was already afternoon. He glanced at the class schedule, and there seemed to be a class in the afternoon, Wang Zelin's elf characteristics.

After debating whether to go to class or not, Han Hao went out anyway.

That is, at the distance from the school hospital to the School of Evil Department, Han Hao saw a piece of news on his mobile phone.

"A certain otaku died suddenly at home, and his identity was actually the up owner of a certain station's game area."

What the hell?

It feels a bit like a party title... and the taste of personal attacks is too strong. It is obvious that it is deliberately discrediting a certain group, and even blackened a certain website.

Naturally, Han Hao couldn't bear this kind of thing, and the usual way to deal with it was to become an Internet giant.

However, when he clicked on the picture accompanying the news, he realized that things were not that simple.

(End of this chapter)