This trainer of elves is super surge

Shen Zong's loud and crisp voice resounded throughout the entire competition venue, and at the same time, it suddenly ignited the anger in the hearts of his opponents and the enthusiasm of all the young, old, middle-aged and young spectators in the audience.

But in the final analysis, the emotion of anger can't change anything. An elf with an ordinary level of strength will be crushed against a novice elf that is one level weaker than it.

Following Shen Zong's command, Koda Ya's eyes lit up with a gray light, and he used the body-fixing method to stiffen Bada Huo's body, causing it to fall to the ground like a stone.

Quickly spitting out a weakened version of the water wave that gave up its power in pursuit of speed, the butterfly wings of the big butterfly were soaked and covered with various dusts.

Finally, Shen Zong secretly blessed it, and its super power increased by more than ten times, and it ended cleanly.

The Little Heavenly King Cup [-]-to-[-] match ended so briefly and quickly, and the dream that a young man pursued so hard seemed to be shattered and turned into an illusion.

As for Shen Zong, who was completely exhausted by the crushing battle just now and regained his composure, he patted Kodak's yellow head encouragingly.

The signature gentle smile appeared on his face again, and he walked up to his opponent Saburo, who was silently stunned because of such an unacceptable defeat, and comforted him softly:

"Actually, Bada Butterfly has done a great job, but the level disadvantage between the two elves cannot be easily erased, so let's have a showdown next time."

After saying this, Shen Zong looked at Saburo who was gradually cheering up, his eyes silently showing some gratitude, and he took back the big butterfly and bowed down to thank him.

Pretending to be indifferent, he waved his hand, as if to save face for him, turned around and walked back to the east side of the O-shaped arena, towards the direction of the referee's seat, and said loudly with a solemn face:

"Sorry, fellow judges, please forgive me for my next willful behavior."

"???"

Facing the flustered or curious looks of the referees, Shen Zong, who had already entered the state, turned sideways and called Xiao Guoran, who was waving his ears excitedly, to his side.

He looked carefully at the determined young man who was only about 16 years old and was wearing a white karate suit, a long black belt around his waist, and the soles of his feet facing the earth.

Silently suppressing the memories that kept pouring out of his mind, and the inexplicably nostalgic feeling of familiarity, his eyes released an ultimate fighting spirit through the space, and he truly invited the battle:

"Hiba, I think you are participating in the Little King Cup because you want to find an opponent of comparable strength and have a hearty battle, not for that useless championship trophy."

Hearing Shen Zong's firm voice that spread throughout the entire competition venue, Siba, who was sitting in the preparation seat with her arms folded expressionlessly, the look in her eyes immediately became solemn.

He calmly stood up and took off his karate uniform, revealing his streamlined and powerful muscles. His upper body was naked, his thick soles stepped on the ground, and he raised the corners of his mouth and replied loudly:

"Do you want to start the championship battle early? That's exactly what I want."

"It seems that you, the children of the family, are not all Squirtles who just hide in their shells."

"I accept this invitation to fight."

After receiving a clear reply, Shen Zong looked at Shiba, who was slowly walking towards the west side of the ring, took out the red and white Poké Ball from his trouser pocket, and released the power at the peak of the ordinary level.

With a smile on his face, he raised his hand and rubbed the protruding part of Xiao Guoran's bare head. His calm eyes focused on the powerful body like a predator, stimulating his superpower to watch it carefully for a moment.

Then he politely nodded his head twice towards the referee's seat, looked at the host on the high platform who suddenly had a stuck throat and didn't know what to say, and said calmly and confidently:

"I am willing to bear all the consequences of this battle alone. Now let's start according to the normal procedures. Don't keep the audience waiting."

"Uh, um..."

The audience seats were neat and tidy. The fiery gazes focused on the big screen, Shen Zong's voice of reminder, and the nod of the person in charge of the event organizer quickly made the overwhelmed staff find their backbone.

The short-haired referee holding a red, white and green flag ran all the way panting, straightened his waist and stood outside the white line of the arena, and immediately shouted loudly with a clear look on his face:

"The red side is player Shen Zong, and the green side is player Shiba."

"If there is no problem, please let the two contestants decide on the appearance of the elf."

Xiba, who was full of muscle and strength, took the lead in stepping onto the white-lined ring made of dirt.

Little Guoran, who had long been eager to fight, saw this and shook its long ears that were used as arms, kicking on its short legs to start a confrontation with Haoli.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The atmosphere at the event suddenly fell silent, like the calm before the storm.

After confirming that the trainers of both sides had made the correct choice of the elves on their respective field, the referee, feeling the endless pressure coming towards him, hurriedly waved the white flag and said loudly:

"Battle begins!"

"call--"

"Haoli! Rush up, grab it, and kick it from the bottom."

"Xiao Guoran, don't lose your position, give me back double."

"Liha∽"

"So Na Na∽"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Without the ghost-type physical skills and the power of the evil-type special skills, he was at the disadvantage of doubling his physical energy consumption as long as he attacked. However, Shiba, whose muscles were tense on the west side of the arena, did not show any panic on his face.

"Keep attacking, don't stop."

In contrast, Shen Zong, who had inspired his superpower to see clearly the situation on the field, changed his facial expression slightly after hearing the eight-character mantra calmly given by Xiba to Haoli.

That's right, Sheba, who knew that she would suffer double damage if she sent out powerful force, just wanted this game to become a competition of willpower between the two elves.

In this way, no matter whether he wins or loses in the end, he will always consume twice as much power as Xiao Guoran, and his own will will be greatly tempered.

"Are you treating me as a stepping stone?"

Seeing Xiao Guoran and Haoli, whose bodies were gradually covered with scars, Shen Zong couldn't help but feel a strong appreciation for Xiba's arrogant character.

So he secretly gave up the idea of ​​giving Xiao Guoran superpowers, and glanced at the famous karate genius Sheba, a humanoid elf who seemed to be unable to contain his excitement and wanted to go on the field to fight alongside Hao Li.

Looking at Xiao Guoran, who was seeking a balance between patience and counterattack, with a happy smile on his face, he sighed softly:

"Opportunity, opportunity... I always struggle with this word, maybe I am a little weak and give my fate to others."

"Xiao Guoran! Use double the reward to give me the power to break out of the defensive zone. I don't have to suppress that sublimated energy anymore."

"Just under the spotlight...evolve!"