Guardian of the Spirit

"Can you use the candlelight spirit to fight me, I want to fight with the ghost spirit."

A boy trotted over from the boardwalk, followed by a small saw crocodile that looked like a blue crocodile and stood on two legs.

"Fight?" Jiang Yuan didn't care. He looked at Zhu Guangling and asked, "Will you fight?"

Judging by Jiang Yuan's super power, the little saw crocodile and Zhu Guangling had just hatched for less than a month.

This little saw crocodile is very suitable for Zhuguangling's first battle, but he depends on whether Zhuguangling is willing to fight.

Zhu Guangling puffed up his chest and responded to Jiang Yuan with movements.

For the first battle, Candle Spirit was looking forward to it. It wanted to smash the ugly little blue crocodile on the opposite side.

The two came to an open flat ground, and many people gathered around to watch. In fact, they wanted to see Jiang Yuan use super powers to kill the Quartet, but it was not too much. possible.

"You can't use superpowers."

The boy had seen the scene when Jiang Yuan was manipulating the water column just now, and was afraid that his little saw crocodile would be instantly killed by superpowers, so he hurriedly said in advance.

Jiang Yuan nodded, even if the boy didn't tell him, he wouldn't make a move. This is a battle belonging to Zhu Guangling, not his. If he made a move, the battle would be over as soon as it started, and he would even fight a snake.

"Then let's start, little saw crocodile, water gun." The boy ordered.

The little saw crocodile took a deep breath, tilted its head back, and then sprayed out a jet of water, heading straight for Zhu Guangling's face.

"Melting." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny. Although Zhu Guangling is full of confidence, he is still a little anxious when facing the water gun for the first time. Before he can liquefy, he is rushed by the water gun and falls to the ground.

Fortunately, Candle Spirit can melt moves, and its body has the ability to liquefy, so it is relatively resistant to blows and did not suffer too much damage. However, its secondary attribute is fire, and it is not very pleasant to be hit by a water-type water gun.

"Candlelight!"

Candlelight Lingxin felt unwilling, because the first time they fought against each other, they got into such a mess.

"Take your time, don't rush, continue to use Melting, if you feel like you're going to be hit, you can try to dodge." Jiang Yuan taught from behind.

wow——

Zhu Guangling was sent flying by the little saw crocodile's water gun move again. The boy's fighting awareness was quite high, so the little saw crocodile kept pressing down on Zhu Guangling to fight, otherwise it would have a chance to breathe.

The people around looked at it and shook their heads. They thought how strong the elf of the superpower would be, but the Candlelight Spirit was unilaterally beaten by the little saw crocodile. It felt very good.

After being hit by the water gun for the fourth time, Zhu Guangling finally successfully performed the melting move, and the body of the candle slowly mixed with the water from the water gun, turning into a puddle of white mud.

"The little saw crocodile continued the water gun and nourished it."

The little saw crocodile sprayed out the water gun again, trying to wash away the candle spirit that had turned into mud.

"Frightened."

Jiang Yuan blocked his ears with his fingers as he spoke.

"Hey!!!!!!!!!"

The ear-piercing scream sounded from the mud, which instantly overwhelmed the conversations of the surrounding people, and shocked everyone. The scream could be heard halfway around the reservoir.

puff--

The little saw crocodile was also startled trembling by the candle light spirit, the water flow stuck in its throat and almost choked it to death.

The water gun moves that flew into the air were scattered on the flat ground because they lost the control of the little saw crocodile.

After practicing for a few days, Candle Spirit learned to use scaring moves in the melting state. As for the turbid mist and firework, it needs more practice to use it when it wants to melt.

"In the past, continue to scare it."

Zhu Guangling twisted his muddy body, and quickly moved to the side of the little saw crocodile.

"Little saw crocodile, don't stand still and run quickly!" Seeing that Zhu Guangling was about to attack, the boy was extremely anxious, but the little saw crocodile was temporarily stunned, and fell into the state of cowering attached to the startling move, making it difficult to move.

"Hey!!!!!!!!!"

Zhu Guangling reversed the attack in an instant, and let out a sharp cry again.

The little saw crocodile was still in a state of shock, and before he could recover, he had no time to respond, and was startled again, his head roared, and his legs went limp and he sat on the ground.

Candle Spirit won't integrate negative emotions for the time being, and can't exert the full power of scaring moves, but it has a loud voice, and it can bluff the elves just by bluffing.

"Scared, scared, scared."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!"

Just now, it was Zhu Guangling eating the water gun of the little saw crocodile, and now it is the little saw crocodile eating the scare of Zhu Guangling, it is really a turn of events.

After the fifth fright, the little saw crocodile had come to his senses, perhaps because he had adapted to the scream of Zhu Guangling.

"Can the little saw crocodile still use a water gun?"

The little saw crocodile shook its head. Its throat hurts now, and it probably won't work out.

"The defense power is very high in the melting state, there is no other way, now you can't use the water gun, so grab it!" The boy ordered after seeing this.

"Ah, no, it's useless to catch ghost-type elves, don't go!"

The boy's order was a step late, and the little saw crocodile had already swung its little paws, calling toward the muddy body of Candlelight Spirit.

Snapped.

The little paw slapped it down, and a pool of mud splashed, covering the face of the little saw crocodile.

"Hi!!!"

The attack was ineffective, and the little saw crocodile was stunned. At this time, Jiang Yuan asked Zhu Guangling to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, and let out another scream that shocked people's eardrums.

This scream became the last straw that crushed the yak, and the little saw crocodile lay powerlessly on the ground, with its feet up in the air, unable to fight back again, and the victory was decided.

"Little saw crocodile!"

The boy rushed over to pick up the little saw crocodile.

"Why did it fall? I thought the little saw crocodile would win."

"The little saw crocodile looks very young, probably due to lack of physical strength, and that candlelight spirit should have reached its limit."

"The scream of this candlelight spirit is so loud, it's louder than the vibrato."

The trainer next to him discussed.

Jiang Yuan knew that Zhuguangling was exhausted, so he didn't worry too much. He walked over and looked down at the mud Zhuguangling on the ground, and asked, "Can you change back?"

"Candlelight..."

Zhuguangling replied feebly that it has no strength to return to its original state now, and it doesn't even want to move.

The two elves were born not long ago, and it is normal for them to use water guns and scares several times in a row.

At the end of the battle, the boy thanked Jiang Yuan, then hurriedly took back the little saw crocodile, and ran to the elf center down the mountain to restore its strength.

Jiang Yuan used superpowers to take away the candle light spirit in a muddy state, and he followed the stone path to a pavilion on the top of the mountain to rest.

It was clearly midsummer, and the sun hung high in the sky outside the gazebo, but there was no feeling of heat in the gazebo.

The wind blowing from the mountains is not the imagined heat wave, but a cold breeze, the coolness that only belongs to the forest.

Jiang Yuan sat in the gazebo, blowing the refreshing cool wind, manipulating the blown leaves around him, and rolled the leaves into a ball.

Leaves, water, whatever, can become the object of Jiang Yuan's practice, or in other words, the object of play.

The leaves all over the sky rolled up under the control of superpowers, and a few fallen leaves fell from time to time, and the leaves gathered into a ball and hit the ground, as if there was a person standing there, and Jiang Yuan was actually attacking him.

Mud · Candlelight Spirit recovering his stamina: "..."

Fighting against the air, you fucking retarded!