The grass-type king who emerged from Team Rocket

Looking at the bloated opponent in front of him, a confident arc was drawn on Kongmen's face.

"Let's talk about it in advance, we're playing a traditional battle, not a new type of battle mode that we're implementing right now, do you understand?"

The onlookers whispered again.

It can be summed up as a sentence of envy, jealousy and hatred, "This kid is too chicken thief, he actually thought of taking advantage of this kind of loophole, and he can beat Ah Dai in person!" Damn, I want to..."

Ah Dai's eyes froze, he knew that the traditional battle was a form of battle in which trainers and elves played together!

This is a way of fighting that evolved from a brutal war, and it retains the original cruelty!

Because in this battle mode, the elves are allowed to shoot at the opposing trainer!

Therefore, the traditional battle tests not only the trainer's command level and elven knowledge, but also his physical strength, reaction speed and tacit understanding with the elves!

With the continuous improvement of the alliance system, the traditional battles with high danger are gradually replaced by new battles with only elves playing!

At present, most of the popular elf battles in public places are based on new types of battles, while traditional battles are gradually forgotten, and only some people with special professions are still training in traditional battles...

Ah Dai took a deep breath and gave the other party a thumbs up, "No problem!"

Kumen's eyes flashed, "Good! Please ask Senior Brother Kuhe to be a referee!

Kuga reluctantly walked out of the crowd and stood on the edge of the field, "Alas, really, well! You guys stay safe and wait until I count to one, okay?

After getting a response from the two, Kukawa began to count down.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One! Begin! "

Wrist strength! Use Gathering! "

The empty door did not become presumptuous because he underestimated his opponent, he chose to change the system of moves to gather qi to start, so as not to respond to all changes!

The wrist force in the field heard the command, closed his excited eyes, took a deep breath, and as his mind gradually concentrated, a swaying updraft appeared around his body!

However, how can Adai sit back and watch his opponent improve his form?

He smiled lightly, "Throw the sludge!" "

This is not a move name, but a tactical vocabulary agreed upon by Adai and Fatty, and throwing sludge is equivalent to using both mud throwing and sludge attacks at the same time!

Brown dirt mixed with purple sludge shrouded towards the wrist!

If it hits, the wrist strength will not only reduce the hit rate of the attack due to the mud, but also the possibility of poisoning!

"Now is the time! Avoid the sludge rush! Use Gaze!

Kuhe gave the order unhurriedly, and while his wrist moved, he also rushed forward!

After all, it can be seen that Ah Dai did not spare his hand, and he himself was shrouded in the scope of the sludge~ Ah Dai

looked at the empty door that galloped towards the monk's robe with a hunting sound, took a deep breath, and the time for white-knuckle battle has arrived!

Low-level battles are like this, there are not many temptations, and soon the real guns will be on the ground!

Of course, it is also related to the attributes of the opposite side, and the fighting elves always have to get close~

But this is exactly what Adai is looking forward to!

He retreated unhurriedly towards the fat and wide back, and a calm voice came out, "Harden!" "

If you want to dodge the attack of wrist force with a fat and bloated body, you will definitely not be able to dodge, since you can't dodge, then take it hard!

If the opponent lowers his defense, then he will increase his defense, and the two changes cancel each other out!

It's close!

Seeing that the wrist strength had narrowed the distance to five meters, and the next second the thick one would directly come into close contact with the fat fat, Ah Dai calmly ordered, "Poison gas!" Fat

opened his mouth, and a purple mist drifted forward, enveloping the wrist strength and the path of the empty door!

As long as the wrist strength and empty door dare to rush in, they will fall into the negative state of poisoning, then Adai is already in control!

The running empty river was not in a hurry, as if he had a countermeasure in his heart, "Hmph! Split tiles! "

Wrist!"

With a loud shout of wrist strength, the right hand that was originally sandwiched on his chest was raised high, and then fell suddenly, driven by strong muscles, his right hand swung out a sharp palm wind to blow away the poisonous gas that was waving!

In a cheer, Ah Dai licked his dry lips, he was not surprised that the poisonous gas did not make a contribution, after all, the strength of the other party was there!

His eyes were calm, like a spider on a spider's web, watching his prey gradually fall into it.

Come on! Let's fatten!

"Flame Fist!"

The light lit up, and the blazing flames wrapped the wrist and tightened the fist on the waist, kicking the ground, progressing, turning the waist, sending the shoulder, and... Punch hard!

Ah Dai's pupils shrank, "Block it!" "

Bang!

With a loud bang, the fist of wrist strength slammed into the fat body!

At the same time, under the bright firelight, a bright light flashed, and a figure rushed out baldly, punching Ah Dai hard!

Ah Dai had already prepared, quickly took a few steps back, hid in the shadow of his fat and huge body, and avoided the surprise attack of the empty door without danger!

Ah Dai gasped a few times and smiled, "Yours is shaking my eyes!" Money!

The empty door sneered, "The dead duck has a hard mouth!" See how long you can hide! With

that, he jumped into the shadows and struck at Adai!

Ah Dai barely dodged while interfering with the empty door with words, "You're not worried about wrist strength?" "

As soon as he didn't make a sound, he was hit in the abdomen by the empty door!

Looking at Ah Dai, who was curled up and retreating, Konghe smiled disdainfully, "Get closer, do you think your stinky mud can resist my wrist fist?" Didn't you hear? Your stinking sludge is being beaten! You too! "

There was a thud of fists into the mud from the place where wrist strength and fat were fighting.

But Ah Dai didn't panic, and the face in the shadow showed a meaningful smile, "That's not necessarily~"

The empty door grinned, and he was about to keep up and continue to fight...

Smack~

Fell a dog eating!

In the sound of Ah Dai's snickering, the empty door looked back angrily, only to see that his shoes were firmly stuck in the mud that had spread to his feet at some point!

I wanted to get up again, but I found that my hands were firmly stuck in the sludge, and I couldn't pull them out!

...... Like a rat that falls into a sticky mouse board!

A humiliating thought was born in Konghe's heart, and he couldn't help but struggle hard, but he was desperate to find that the sticker he was getting stronger!

Wrist force!

Right! I still have wrist strength to save me!

The empty door looked hopefully in the direction of the wrist force, but suddenly found that the place that was originally thumping had become silent...

Turning his head to look, he saw the onlookers with a look of disbelief, and a bad premonition was born in the empty door's heart!

Could it be...

Ah Dai gently patted the fat on the side, and the soft body of the stinky mud squirmed and turned around.

Kumen was shocked to see the wrist strength he had placed high hopes on at this time, his hands and feet were tightly glued to the huge body of the stinky mud, and he didn't even know when his mouth was sealed by the mud, leaving only two nostrils to breathe, and he could only whine helplessly...

How so? How so!?

In the silence, Konghe suddenly woke up and fulfilled his duties as a referee, "Winner, Adai!"

After speaking, he took a deep look at Ah Dai, lowered his head and began to quietly think about the way the Swamp King could deal with this super stickiness.

This guy seems to be getting stronger again!

Adai glanced at the charred part of Fat's body in distress, which was the scar left by the flaming punch.

Signaling Fat to let go of the empty door and wrist strength, Ah Dai lifted the empty door on the ground, "Accept it, Senior Brother Empty Gate!"

Kongmen sighed, adjusted his mood after saying a word of Buddha's name, although he was still a little reluctant, but he still smiled and said, "Amitabha, you won!" I lost convinced! But next time, I'll definitely win!

Ah Dai was impressed by the magnanimity of the empty door, and he was embarrassed to continue to put on a face, and hurriedly said modestly, "It's over!" You're so much better than me, I'm just a surprise, stained with the light of unpopular characteristics! If it's a fair fight, I won't be able to beat you! The

two smiled and chatted a few words, the depression and unhappiness caused by the defeat of the battle disappeared, and the relationship between the two became a little closer, this is not to fight, not to know each other

~ Smiled and waved goodbye to the empty door, Ah Dai took back the fat, and walked arrogantly in front of the onlookers, Ver Circuit, "Hey~ I won by accident, maybe this is the reason why the abbot master wants to give me

an intermediate disciple order~" He also deliberately added an accent to the "intermediate disciple order~

". Looking at Ah Dai with a cheap smile on his face, the monks who were originally surprised instantly became angry and shouted that they wanted to fight with Ah Dai!

In the midst of the noise, Ah Dai smeared oil on the soles of his feet and hurriedly slipped away.

Xiao Yi in the distance glanced enviously at the lively backyard, and really wanted to fight!

Syllable!

A rattan whip struck him lightly on the head.

"Horn!"

Xiao Yi innocently looked back at his teacher, and after failing to fish, he re-engaged in training amid the nagging of the teacher.

Ah, the sword dance is so hard! I can't learn it at all, so how can this become a compulsory course for the compatriots in the Tower of Trumpet Buds!

As he was running away, his mobile phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

He stopped and opened his phone to look.

Dylan, call~