There was silence, a deathly silence on the scene.

The difference is that Wang Sheng can't hide the surprise in his heart, he completely had the idea of trying it before. Unexpectedly, Bobo's performance far exceeded his expectations, and the electric flash he designed also had a fairly ideal power, which made him far happier than winning this game.

On the contrary, the face of the young man in the samurai costume can be said to turn red all of a sudden. If he said that after Dajia lost to Little Fire Dragon before, he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart. Nabobo's complete victory over the Great Needle Bee made him clearly realize that the opponent was not only an attribute advantage for him, but an overwhelming advantage in almost all aspects except level. Whether it is the elves' combat awareness, combat instincts, or the training ability, tactical literacy, and even the tacit understanding of the trainers, they can only look up to their opponents. Although he still had two elves in his hand, he really felt that he had been forced to the edge of a cliff.

Xiaoyu and Xiaomei didn't think too much about it, because they were constantly surprised, they didn't have the heart to think about anything else for the time being.

There was no suspense in the next battle, and the little fire dragon that the young man took out was put down by the little fire dragon that Wang Sheng replaced with the simplest fire peanut, and he did not pose even the slightest threat to the little fire dragon from beginning to end.

Wang Sheng replaced the little fire dragon early, and the replaced Bobo had already begun to hover on the field. At this moment, he was extremely relaxed, and as he looked at the last Poké Ball that his opponent took out of his empty two-bar belt, he was already convinced that he would not lose. It's just that now he wants to do something that is improvised, not in the original plan.

"I'll leave it to you, Ironclad Chrysalis!" The boy finally sent out the last of the Ironclad Chrysalis, and although there was little hope, he still wanted to fight, even if he could win a battle, it would not be an insult to the name of the samurai.

It's a pity that Wang Sheng already knew about his arrangement, not to mention that he was coming this time, just to step on the samurai, and it had already come to this point, let alone give up halfway, let alone think of a new temporary plan.

"Bobo, wings flapping!" the corners of Wang Sheng's mouth curled slightly, and he gave such an order. At the same time, he looked at his opponent, and the opponent's eyes lit up unexpectedly.

Just as Bobo approached at high speed, ready to hit the iron armor chrysalis with his wings that shimmered with pale cyan light, the young man's voice sounded, accompanied by Wang Sheng's.

"Spit silk!"

"Move at high speed!"

The chrysalis was already spinning fast, but unfortunately, Bobo still flashed when he was about to be hit by the silk thread.

"Keep spinning! Be sure to entangle it!" The boy knew very well that if he couldn't do this, the ironclad chrysalis would be completely targeted by Bobo.

"Move at high speed!" Wang Sheng's smile was a little sinister.

After a few moments, the silk thread spit out by the iron chrysalis almost covered the ground, but not a single bit of it stuck to Bobo's body. At this time, Wang Sheng's plan also began.

"Storm in all directions!" As the storm worked, all the silk threads were blown up, and with the wind, they swirled and wrapped around the iron chrysalis itself!

"Oh no! it's going to harden!" The boy knew that with the speed of the iron chrysalis, he would definitely not be able to escape the entanglement of the silk threads in the wind, so he could only hope to strengthen his defenses and wait for an opportunity.

But the cruel reality soon shattered his ideals, and a large number of silk threads fluttering in the wind entwined the iron armor chrysalis into a mess, completely unable to move.

And Wang Sheng's order has also been issued at this moment: "Wings flapp, pay attention to gradually transform into steel wings!"

"What?" the boy in the samurai costume and the two girls were shocked again, if they had glasses, they were afraid that they would have fallen to pieces at this moment. Dare to practice new skills in battle, I really don't know whether to say bold or arrogant. Anyway, Wang Sheng's performance had already seriously tested their nerve strength.

In this way, the three of them could only watch Bobo take the iron armor chrysalis with a speechless face, until in the end, Bobo unexpectedly trained into steel wings and successfully solved the iron armor chrysalis that had been tortured by it for a long time.

It wasn't until Bobo completely eliminated the iron chrysalis with his silvery-white wings that the boy in the samurai costume collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been sucked away. He understands that he has been defeated, and he has been defeated very badly, and he belongs to the kind of situation that has been completely blown up.

He never gave up and persevered to the end. But what awaited him was an unprecedented fiasco, and the so-called bushido spirit that he had always insisted on in his heart was completely shattered.

He stared blankly at the high-spirited Wang Sheng opposite, and somehow suddenly lost control of his emotions. He impulsively pulled out his knife and pointed at Wang Sheng: "Why? Why is this happening? My four well-cultivated elves are so difficult to even hurt your two elves? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!"

"Xiao Sheng!" Seeing the young man's abnormal behavior, Xiaoyu and Xiaomei on the side were taken aback, and hurriedly ran over, wanting to help Wang Sheng.

When Wang Sheng saw the young man draw his knife, he was stunned for a moment. But immediately, a trace of anger and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He originally wanted to accept it when he saw it, but the other party's almost scoundrel madness touched the deepest trace of unhappiness in his heart. But in front of Xiaoyu and Xiaomei, he quickly regained his composure. I saw him gently push away the two women who came to him, slowly walked up to the young man's blade, stretched out his hand, and slapped the slightly shaky katana aside with disdain. With a "clang", the katana broke away from the boy's trembling hand and fell to the ground.

Looking at the young man's dejected appearance for a while, Wang Sheng leaned down disdainfully and whispered: "How many elves are there, what about high ranks? Cultivation and battle are all chaotic, it's strange that you can win." Your elves were originally good, but unfortunately they were all delayed by you, and all of them were like you, and they became samurai who could only rush to death! By the way, I annoyed samurai the most! So my attitude towards samurai is very simple, see one, step on one!"

As he spoke, he only felt as if something had been opened up in his body, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable. He knew that the knot that had led him to be so obsessed with winning had been untied, so he no longer cared about the boy's reaction, and turned back and beckoned the two girls to leave the place. He knew in his heart that if there was no accident, this young man in a samurai costume who was one of his most hated characters would no longer be a threat.

In the open space, only a young man in samurai armor with a katana sword next to him slumped, surrounded by only the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind, as if a samurai elegy was played.