Elven King Trainer

Chapter 152 The battle begins, Mu Shougong! (seeking subscription)

"Please invite the trainer for the next battle to appear!"

"From the left, we are the overlord of the Black Iron class with 35 consecutive victories in the Shadow Arena, Shadow Tiger!!"

"The right side is amazing! He is the first time to come to the Shadow Arena, a young trainer with the only Junsha blood, Junsha Wenluo!" The host was full of enthusiasm.

Soon, Wen Luo and Yinghu appeared in the field of vision one after another. With the enthusiastic voice of the audience, the host's passionate words were attracted, and the atmosphere of the scene was pushed to the peak.

Even the heat has surpassed a battle between platinum-level trainers.

A moment later, the competitive battle officially began.

Yinghu walked slowly onto the stage, majestic and looking like a man-eating man. He was two meters tall with a strong body, like a giant in front of Wen Luo.

And Wen Luo, who is only 1.7 meters five and still under development, looks much weaker, but his momentum is not convinced at all, and he even thinks that if he is singled out with the opponent, it should be a one-punch solution, right?
"Boy, I have to say, you are very brave! You dare to come to this kind of place to gamble at such a young age. When I was your age, I was not as good as you." Yinghu smiled politely, but in fact, there was a knife hidden in his smile. He thought that such a brat would be frightened by his tall appearance, but he didn't expect this kid to not panic at all.

There was a trace of unhappiness in my heart, and I suddenly started to exert force when shaking hands with Wen Luo.

"What!" Yinghu was startled.

With his strength, if he used all his strength, it would be enough to crush the bones of this kind of boy to pieces, but not so much, he just wanted Wen Luo to suffer.

But I didn't expect that it was not long before I exerted force, and the pain was not others, but myself!

Yinghu's eyes widened, and the pain in his hand became more and more intense. He looked at the boy who was a whole head behind him in great horror.

It was hard to imagine that Wen Luo would have such great strength.

"When I was my age, you were still playing with mud with a small plastic shovel, you silly boy." Wen Luo had a relaxed expression, and he was frantically exerting force on his hands, and at the same time he was making a mocking attack from his mouth.

It has to be said that the two-meter-tall man in front of him is quite strong, and he is the only one in Wenluo so far who is worthy of his full strength.

"you!"

Yinghu's face was blushing, and he felt like he was trying his best to feed, but it didn't improve at all. The pain in his palm became more and more painful, as if it was about to be pinched.

"Hahaha, this Yinghu's acting skills are really getting better and better. It's like he's really in pain. I almost believed it." The man in the flowered dress laughed secretly in the audience, he thought the expression on Yinghu's face was fake pain.

"Let go! Let me go!" Yinghu's face was gloomy, he finally couldn't take it anymore, and whispered to Wen Luo, afraid that his voice would be heard by others.

After all, if this is known by others, it will lose face, and it can't beat a high school student.

"Speak up, what are you talking about?" Wen Luo pretended not to hear.

"you!"

"Ow~"

Yinghu was talking, when the sudden pain caused the girl to chirp.

It was very loud. Wen Luo was frightened by the sound, and quickly withdrew his hand, looking at him speechlessly: "Isn't it, you are such a tough guy, but you actually have such a motherly voice? It's too disgusting."

"Stop talking nonsense, boy, your katti dog is finished, I will advise you to admit defeat early, or see how I can fix it!"

Yinghu returned to his masculine state, uttering harsh words, completely forgetting the miserable appearance just now.

"Really?" Wen Luo's eyes turned cold. No matter what others say about him, he won't take it too seriously, but if he uses his bad thoughts on his elf, he will make the other party regret it!

"Come out! Blue crocodile!" Shadow Tiger roared loudly, and then stood on a pair of blue feet, and some cartoon crocodiles appeared on the arena.

With the appearance of the blue crocodile, the audience burst into cheers.

This blue crocodile looked very vicious at first glance, and there was no kindness and simplicity in the eyes of the elves.

It's more like becoming a ferocious beast, full of blood.

"Boy, you have no chance of winning against my water-type blue crocodile with the fire element." Shadow Tiger roared.

"Hey, I'm an idiot, who said I'm going to use a fire-type elf." Wen Luo shook his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you mean?" Yinghu froze for a moment: "Isn't the most commonly used elf in your Junsha family a katti dog? And we have learned about your information in the arena, and you use a katti dog. Just kidding, you are a black iron-level trainer, and you can only raise one elf!"

Before Yinghu finished speaking, he saw the elf Wen Luo summoned, and that elf was indeed not a katti dog, and had absolute restraint against water-type elves, the grass-type, wood guard.

"Come out, Mu Shougong!"

"What! How could it be Mu Shougong! Your elf is obviously a Katie dog!" Yinghu was bewildered.

"You cheated! It's impossible! This wooden guard is not yours!!"

"Host! Host!"

Yinghu seriously doubts Wen Luo's problem. It is impossible for a black iron-level trainer to raise a second elf.

Zhoufu City, the champion of the rookie contest, uses the Elf Cardi Dog, and has the strength, but the first Elf is the Cardi Dog, it can’t be fake!
"Sorry, there is a state of affairs at the scene, it is temporarily suspended, all the audience wait a moment." The host stopped, and communicated with the staff of the Shadow Arena to understand the situation.

The man in the floral dress was also a little confused. The information he got through the powerful information network of the Shadow Arena would never be wrong!

It's about to start, but the game is suspended. This kind of situation is also rare, and the audience is a little impatient.
Under a burst of urging at the scene, an extremely delicate-looking woman wearing a purple turban appeared next to the host. She didn't know what she said. The host was a little shocked, then returned to normal, and nodded solemnly.

"Continue to play!" the host said.

"What!? Continue the game?" Yinghu and the man in flowered clothes frowned at the same time, and they seemed to gradually understand something. A trainer who can have two elves at the black iron level must have a special identity.

"Damn it, kid!" Both the man in the floral dress and Yinghu became a little nervous.

Although dissatisfied, the two of them could only accept it, but they knew about Wen Luo's strength. The rookie champion in Zhoufu City, plus such a short time to reach the black iron level 2, talent is definitely not simple. It used to rely on attribute restraint, and Yinghu had 90.00% confidence in winning. Now, the maximum is sixty or seventy.

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