There is a master ball at the beginning of the wizard

With a bang, Qi Liang felt his feet shaking, making it difficult to stand firm at all.

It wasn't until the turbulent flow of energy completely dissipated that he dared to open his eyes with a tingling pain all over his body:

The powerful wind blade transformed from the air blasted a hole in the ground around him with sawdust flying everywhere.

Even if Arbo Snake didn't take the blow, it was blown far away by the air slash. It had already fallen into a comatose state and could no longer act as a combatant.

"This" Qi Liang swallowed and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He never expected that the owner of the Akiye Pavilion would actually come here to test his abilities with a weak elf.

The Owl is a high-level elf that has evolved once.

Especially when the owl owner of the museum takes action, the first move is to use the air slash, which is already considered the "ultimate move" in the flying system, which shows that this elf has been cultivated for a long time.

So, this is completely a posture of going all out

Although judging from the results, the other party may not have murderous intentions.

If the owl hadn't held back, the Arbor Snake would never have been able to withstand such an attack.

But what kind of test is this? Just to test my ability to take a beating.

But when Qi Liang looked at the bruised and unconscious Abo Snake in the distance,

He still couldn't help but pursed his lips and clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming with anger.

He took over the game, and he had no reason to criticize the opponent randomly.

The rules are also very clear. You have to score at least one point to be considered a winner over the gym owner. Only in this way will people look at him seriously.

If you don't want to continue, there is another way to go: beg for mercy and admit defeat on the spot.

But if this happens, Arbo Snake will be beaten in vain.

Qi Liang said that he would train this guy well. As a master, he couldn't swallow this breath.

However, if he directly increases the fighting intensity to this level, there is no hope that he can defeat such a powerful elf.

Therefore, even if he was very angry, he could not immediately fight back. Instead, he forced himself to calm down and began to think about possible countermeasures.

"Haha, are you angry?"

On the other side of the battlefield, the leader of the Akiba Pavilion stopped taking action and seemed to be carefully observing Qi Liang's reaction.

Qi Liang's face turned dark and he looked like he was gritting his teeth.

But the bad old man chuckled and said: "Don't be so excited, that's fine. Considering that you are too young, I can let you go a little bit."

"Next, I will only use this owl to fight you. I won't replace any other elves."

He pointed at the elf that flew back to him and said in a kind tone: "Night Blade, although it has been with me the longest, its strength can only be regarded as average. As long as you defeat it within the limit of using eight elves. , even if you win, I will not only accept you as a disciple, but also give you a good thing, which is already fair."

"Hey, who cares about your things?" Qi Liang's brain was running rapidly at this moment, and he didn't like the old man's tricks at all.

But countless thoughts ran through his mind, and he still couldn't find any way to defeat this owl. The difference in strength was too great. If he had a powerful electric elf in his hands, Qiliang would naturally not be particularly afraid of such an owl. Flying bird elf.

But the fact is that he just doesn't have it on hand.

Among the many elves stored in the Elf Center, none can compete with the Owl.

These elves at hand, in terms of combat power, are actually the six that Qi Liang can best use.

And among these elves, there is no such thing as one that can cause enough damage to the opponent's owl.

The cultivation time is not long, and the skills mastered by the elves are not strong enough. This is completely impossible to do.

But Qi Liang still had no choice but to grit his teeth first and fight.

"Come on Ubo, use Mud Shot"

Seriously speaking, the fat Wubo in his hand should be Qiliang's strongest combat power, after all, his physique is all there.

"Woo!" As soon as Naughty Wubo popped out of the elf ball, he seemed to feel the extremely tense atmosphere.

Being smart, it immediately obeyed the command, condensed a ball of mud and threw it towards the owl.

However, the opponent was too fast, and he just dodged Qi Liang's plan to avoid the splashing mud. It was not that he wanted to use this move to cause serious damage to the opponent, because the cute Wu Bo actually didn't have any special attacks. Good at.

His purpose was just to stick the owl's feathers with mud and slow down the opponent's speed.

However, this calculation also failed.

"Ye Blade, come on, use your magical power." The old man actually saw through Qi Liang's intention, but he didn't explain it, he just kept his smiling expression.

Since Qi Liang failed, he immediately launched a counterattack.

The big bird owl can also be used as a pseudo-super elf to a certain extent.

So when the bird avoided the mud attack and landed on the ground, it just glared in the distance, and a wave of energy condensed in the void, directly sending Wu Bo flying away.

"Xiao Bo" Qi Liang looked at his silly boy and quickly made a thud, his head hitting the wall panel behind him.This guy immediately became dizzy, and it seemed impossible to wake up for a while.

The eight elves' chances were reduced to six in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!" This time, Qiliang was even more angry and threw the ball again, "The decision is yours, Spearow."

Flying type versus flying type, Spearow's body was not strong enough, but due to its speed being far inferior, he was easily captured by Owl, and fell unconscious on the floor of the training hall.

"Come on, Vulpix"

The little fox tried his best to use sparks to burn off the opponent's bird feathers.

Unfortunately, like Wubo, the owl has no chance of succeeding with an attack of this speed.

In the blink of an eye, Vulpix also fell in the aftermath of the air slash.

"Wonderful Frog Seed"

Looking at the only two pokeballs left in his hand, Qiliang, who was sweating profusely, finally began to tremble slightly.

He has never experienced this kind of terrible pressure when facing a powerful trainer, even if he lives his whole life again: it's like he is now transformed into a mouse, unable to move no matter how hard he flutters on the old man's cat's paw. .

Only then did Qi Liang finally understand what "despair" felt like.

Do you still want Bulbasaur?

Qiliang's mouth was full of bitterness.

He was promised eight chances, but he only had six elves capable of fighting.

In fact, six elves are already a lot. After all, more than 90.00% of new trainers do not have this kind of capital.

But even so, when he was running out of ammunition and food, Qiliang did not cause any harm or influence to the owl, nor did he even interfere at all. This was already an extremely embarrassing defeat.

But he still didn't intend to give up until the last moment.

"Hey kid, you actually have an elf, do you still want to go?"

The old man managed to defeat Qi Liang's four elves in an understatement. Although he admired the latter's persistence a little, that was all.

If Qi Liang's performance was only at this level, then he would not consider showing mercy at all. There were only two Poké Balls. The owner of the hall had long noticed the inventory in Qi Liang's hand.

Although among ordinary trainers, this child can be regarded as a rare outstanding child, he is still far from the level of "genius".

What he said before was not empty talk.

Akiba Hall only accepts geniuses.

"Let me guess." The old man saw that Qiliang's face was livid and remained silent, and he did not continue to fight back.

So he paused for a moment and said with a smile: "The last two balls in your hand probably contain either insect type or grass type elves."

Obviously, this old man's observation skills are also extremely keen.

From the elves sent by Qi Liang, he quickly analyzed what types of elves Qi Liang might have in his hands.

Seeing that Qi Liang just shook his body and didn't answer, the old man simply put his hands behind his back, acting like a coach who cherishes his talents.

"So you are afraid of facing my Night Blade with such an elf, are you?"

"After all, insect and grass elves are naturally restrained by flying elves. They will lose worse than before, and even the results are unpredictable."

"When you think of this, you begin to hesitate whether to send elves into play, right?"

As he spoke, the old man's face gradually became serious.

He stretched out a finger and said seriously: "However, the most talented trainers will not be limited in their thinking by attribute restraint."

"Even if you are faced with a situation where you are being restrained, a trainer's fighting spirit, intelligence, and courage are the key to determining the upper limit of his or her achievements. This allows you to find tiny turnaround points in desperate situations to gain every tiny advantage. victory."

Qi Liang still stood there, raised his head and looked at him, looking at each other speechlessly for a moment.

The old man then took out the elf ball and sighed: "In this case, let's stop here. If you lose, I can introduce you to other good places."

"My old face is still a bit thin-faced in the village."

However, Qi Liang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped him before he was about to take back the elves.

"Old guy." Qiliang said with a vicious smile: "Your principles are indeed correct. I agree with you very much, but I actually only have one question to ask you."

The owner picked up the elf ball and pointed it at the owl. His hand suddenly froze. He turned to look at Qi Liang and said in surprise: "What else do you want to say?"

"If it's a draw, I'll count as the winner, so that's okay."

Qiliang shouted sternly: "You can't test me simply by being strong enough to crush me. This is too much."

And this kind of calculation

The old man narrowed his eyes and put down the ball.

"Of course, if you can tie with Ye Ren, you will be considered a genius. One in a thousand is not enough to describe it. I can count you as the winner."

"Yeah, that would be great."

The old owner had just finished speaking when he noticed that the young man standing in the darkness and in the mess suddenly had a strange smile on his face.

Seeing that the old man agreed to this condition, Qi Liang also took back the ball containing Bulbasaur.

Instead, he put his hand on the last Poké Ball that had never been used.