After a twist, the black shadow seemed to be alive, and suddenly rushed straight towards the venue at a lightning speed.

"What's the matter!" On the other side, Sakaki also saw that something was wrong, and as soon as he held the armrests of the chair with both hands, he wanted to stand up. In the gym, there is a situation that he does not understand, which is unacceptable to Sakaki in any way.

"This is my player in this field!" Wang Sheng's words made Sakaki sit back down, but the look on his face was still full of suspicion.

"Your elf?" it could be seen that Sakaki didn't believe much in the explanation given by Wang Sheng.

Regarding Sakaki's questioning, Wang Sheng just smiled noncommittally, and didn't pay attention to him anymore, but focused on the situation in the arena.

For Wang Sheng's disregarded attitude, Sakaki finally couldn't help but flash a trace of anger on his face, but when he was about to have a seizure, he suddenly stopped his movements as if he had thought of something, and just snorted heavily.

The speed of the black shadow was very fast, and as it approached the field, a dense white gas began to form near it, and grew rapidly as it approached the field.

The moment the black shadow entered the field, the white gas immediately wrenched together with the yellow wind formed by the sandstorm, and it seemed that the wind was not falling, from the perspective of outsiders, it was faintly visible that large strands of yellow sand and fine ice particles were constantly colliding, not giving in to each other.

The skill Hail is similar to Sandstorm, but the difference is that it brings hail to the field.

At this point, the identity of the elf sent by Wang Sheng this time is naturally about to come out.

Tanura couldn't help herself.

The four battles have different styles, but they are undoubtedly very interesting in the eyes of insiders. In terms of elven strength, Wang Sheng's side is still a little worse than Sakaki, but the tacit understanding between him and the elves is not comparable to Sakaki, who is no longer like a trainer.

It seems that the wonderful and tumultuous scene conceals the uneventful nature of its victory and defeat, of course, it is undeniable that from the perspective of the elf, Wang Sheng's side is quite happy.

So the hand itched.

When he saw the fifth Panshan King, the guy almost reflexively lit up: This is a good opponent!

Among the geogenies that are full of power winning types, the Panshan King is a relatively alternative existence, although it also has good attack and defense capabilities, but its flexibility is also desirable. After all, the physique is there, and it is not realistic for the king of the mountain to win by strength, and it is a good workaround to be properly flexible.

Logically speaking, this is normal, but that was before the nemesis. The flexibility of the Pangol King is naturally more comfortable than those stupid and stupid guys, but compared to those elves with similar physique, it really doesn't have much advantage!

Even with the sand hidden characteristics, it has made up for the dodging ability of the Mountain King, but it is still difficult to cover up this embarrassment. And this point happened to be seen by the sharp-eyed Urla.

The King of the Mountains can open a sandstorm to activate the sand hidden trait, but he can't stand me from having a sharp gaze! Under the sharp gaze, how much can the evasion rate increase effect brought by the sand hidden be implemented? Besides, if you are from the earth system, you can open a sandstorm, and when I am an ice system, you can't open hail?

After figuring it out, she couldn't hold back her inner thoughts anymore and desperately wanted to fight this one. But it knows that whether it can go on or not, the key still depends on Wang Sheng, so this is the scene where it actively asks for battle.

It is also said that it was lucky, because Wang Sheng happened to think of it together. What's more, in the face of Sakaki's semi-public intentions, he does need a bit of off-the-field variables like Tsura, to deter some people's careful thinking.

If you want to get to the bottom of me, I'll give you something that will make you even more confused!

Sure enough, after Ura's incomparably swift slaughter entered the room, but others didn't even see its identity, Sakaki's face sank, and then turned a little blue.

He also figured out that Wang Sheng was probably demonstrating to himself in this way, implying that his temptation would not have much effect on him, and he could see the depth of his elf lineup, but it wasn't what he thought of the elves?

Thinking of this, Sakaki also felt powerless for a while. However, thinking of his hole cards, he still cheered up. At least you can keep the other party here, even if the most basic goal is achieved, it doesn't make much sense to ask for too much. So, he turned his attention back to the field.

At that time, the sand and ice in the stadium were intertwined with chaos, and no one could see the real scene in the stadium. Only the occasional claw clash indicates that there is a fierce fight going on inside.

Wang Sheng didn't worry about the Tsura, firstly, its strength was not inferior to that of the Piercing Mountain King, and the advantage in attributes had basically flattened the gap, and secondly, he still maintained communication with the Tunla! Judging from the information sent back from there, everything was going well. After his own arrangement was targeted and his advantages were restrained, the king did not give any good response, and has been in a passive situation, and it is estimated that it is a matter of time for the pangol to solve it.

In fact, in the end, Tsura did not make Wang Sheng wait too long in terms of time. After almost a cup of tea, the wind carrying the yellow sand and ice particles gradually subsided, and the scene in the field was clear again. However, before that, one of the two protagonists had already disappeared into the shadows again and quietly left. The other, on the other hand, was lying on the ground covered in frost and lost the ability to fight.

In the fifth game, it was Wang Sheng's side who won.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Wang Sheng knew that the next thing was the real highlight, and the three of them were like enemies. The girls clenched the Poké Balls in their hands, carefully watching everything around them. Even Wang Sheng, who has always behaved indifferently, began to sweat beads on his sideburns.

He thought he would be calmer in the face of this, but now he realized that he was still too optimistic. The feeling of suffocation that the mountain rain was about to come, coupled with the anticipation of facing Mewtwo, made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Grunt", Wang Sheng himself was startled, he didn't expect that in this situation, the sound of his swallowing saliva would be so clear, fortunately, others should not be able to hear it.

After losing five battles in a row, it stands to reason that Sakaki has been forced to the edge of the cliff. But at this time, Sakaki had a relaxed smile on his face, looking at Wang Sheng's eyes, just like looking at a prey that took the initiative to jump into a trap.

"Why bother?" the confidence in Sakaki's voice was the kind of self-concealment that could still be heard, "It took so much effort to force out my hole cards, but in the end, I still had to obediently admit defeat?" In his tone, the absolute confidence in Mewtwo's strength almost overflowed.

After Wang Sheng heard him say this, the whole person calmed down, and replied in the same nonchalant tone: "It's all come to this point, don't you see how the last person in charge is willing? What's more, you must recognize that I will lose?" As he spoke, he squinted slightly, and a trace of light flashed in his pupils, which then transformed into a mocking color that everyone could see.

"Oh?" Sakaki raised his eyebrows, tapped his right index finger on the back of the chair a few times, and then let out a sneer: "Since you say so, why not let you see? At least it can make you die, isn't it?"

Behind the chair, a figure suddenly flashed out of thin air, came to the front of Sakaki's side, stood facing him, and waited quietly. This man looked of medium stature, but he was also much taller than the back of his chair, and I really don't know where he was hiding before.

Due to the orientation, Wang Sheng and the three of them could only see the back of the man, and they could see that it was a male member of Team Rocket, and they didn't know anything else. It makes people feel strange, it is just a simple back, but the three of them all have the same feeling: "This person can't be touched." ”

It's not that it's as mysterious as feeling the danger of this person, but just by looking at the back, you can clearly feel that this person is filled with a lonely aura that no one can approach. From a distance, it was as if he was isolated from everything around him, a taste of his own. This kind of special person, even Wang Sheng, who has not crossed over, has never seen it.

Sakaki nodded at the man, who bowed slightly in obedience, and then disappeared again. The whole process is silent, and the sense of presence is both thick and thin, and it is indescribably weird.

But now, Wang Sheng and the others don't have time to think about everything about this person. Because, a low movement began to come from the high platform at the foot of Sakaki. With the movement, the lifting door slowly rose, and a long-awaited figure gradually revealed the whole picture in front of their eyes.

Not much different from what I remembered, Mewtwo, who was two meters tall, wore armor-like restraint equipment in most places, and a large number of wires protruded from it, extending to the obscured place above the back, which made it look a little lifeless overall.

On the restraint device of the head, the position of the eye is an inky lens, which hides all its expressions from everyone's field of vision.

"Is this Mewtwo?" Xiaomei muttered a little puzzled, always feeling a little far from what she imagined.

Xiaoyu didn't squeak, but the slightly frowning eyebrows on her face showed that she had doubts in her heart that were not much different from Xiaomei.

Wang Sheng didn't say anything, most of his attention now was already on beware of Mewtwo, and he had no time to take care of the questions of the two women.

That's when Mewtwo moved.

I saw its head raised, and a pair of blue eyes behind the lenses suddenly brightened.

Then, it glanced at a shadow a few meters to the left of Wang Sheng and the others. Hip-hop tried hard to say that another cameo character appeared, but it was on the side, and the name had to wait a while.