With the end of Martin's semi-final in the first round, the audience was instantly deserted.

Although the whites are gone, the remaining colored people get along very well with Martin.

"Drip !!"

The referee blew the whistle, and Yang Mo and Kaqi, who were standing on both sides of the battlefield, instantly took action.

"The Flame Lion uses a loud voice!" Throwing a Poké Ball, Khaki shouted and commanded his elves to attack.

"Roar~~~"

A huge roar with a condensed sound wave emanated from the mouth of the fiery lion like a lion's roar.

Closing his eyes, Yang Mo's spiritual power also instantly condensed a huge protective shield in front of him and his body.

The protective shield can only block it for a while, but this time alone is enough.

Controlling his spiritual power, Yang Mo assisted Mu Mu Xiao to control the ghostly energy like a tide.

The energy of the ghost system surrounded Mu Mu Xiao's body, and he didn't want to explode with all his strength, Yang Mo controlled this power within Mu Mu Xiao's tolerance.

Looking at Yang Mo and the weird Mu Mu Xiao who were shrouded in a protective shield, Kaqi's face was grim.

Comforting the flame lion beside him, he was not a simple-minded fool with well-developed limbs, and calmed down and thought about how to attack.

With Yang Mo's assistance, Mu Mu Xiao dressed himself with the energy of the ghost system.

Shuttling between the two worlds at will, it is difficult for ordinary ghost elves to do this step if they don't have a talent like Mu Mu Xiao.

Seeing that Kaki's gaze gradually shifted to his body, Yang Mo only felt that the back of his head was numb, and this guy was staring at him.

Although blacks are discriminated against and oppressed due to various factors, in fact, they also have privileges that ordinary people do not have in the formal arena, such as beating trainers.

Compared to other regions, the southern metropolis and the entire African continent have always retained a wild fighting atmosphere.

It's not just the elves who are known for their ferocity, but every trainer is also an excellent fighter. In their eyes, elves are comrades who can be entrusted with their backs.

Therefore, in the African region and the southern cities of the Special Administrative Region, it is common for trainers to come forward and fight with elves in close hand-to-hand combat.

According to the rules of the game, elves are not allowed to attack trainers, but what this group of guys are best at is to let elves assist them in attacking their opponents directly.

Looking at the Flame Lion and Kaki rushing towards him, Yang Mo calculated the path of retreat in his heart.

Although he has superpowers, he can't beat the khaki with the help of the Fire Lion's progression.

Mu Mu Xiao responded to Yang Mo's command and was hovering high in the air, trying to find an opportunity to attack.

Fortunately, Yang Mo usually accompanies Mu Mu Xiao to train, and his physical fitness is not bad.

Running around the field, although very unimpressive, is at least better than being beaten.

"I'm unlucky to run into a guy with a guy." Looking at the Khaki and the Flame Lion who were chasing after him, Yang Mo secretly complained in his heart.

Mental power shrouded the entire arena, Yang Mo knew that his physical strength was limited, and it was not a way to keep running like this.

Kaki and the Flaming Lion charge side by side, and if the wooden owl attacks, it will inevitably affect Kaki.

In order to solve this battle, Yang Mo knew that he had to separate Kaki from his Flame Lion first.

And Yang Mo knew very well that the Flame Lion had been controlling its own speed all the time, in order to guard against the wooden owls in the air.

Once you let the wooden owl attack, then the wooden owl will be greeted by a brilliant flame.

No matter how weird the ghost-based elf is, just like Obito's body, if it wants to attack, its body must remain in the real world.

The five-minute chase battle made Yang Mo feel soreness all over his body.

The speed of the khaki on the opposite side has also slowed down slightly, but this cost is not worth mentioning at all.

It's time, when the distance between the Flame Lion and Khaki is slightly widened, the shadow left in mid-air by Mu Mu Xiao instantly transforms back into his true body.

Flapping its wings, the wood owl stimulated the energy of Lokia's feathers, and a violent whirlwind instantly rolled up on the field.

The power on Mu Mu Xiao's body, which was shrouded in ghostly energy, exploded, and a cold and piercing aura merged into the violent hurricane.

Although the strange wind has the word wind in it, it is actually just a stream of air generated by the condensation of ghostly energy.

The reason why it feels cold and biting is because this mass of energy will take away the life breath of the attacked.

The most obvious condition of the lack of life energy is the drop in body temperature, generally speaking, the power of this skill is not very strong, even if humans are affected by this skill, they just feel a cold wind blowing.

Stimulating the energy of Lokia's feathers, a whirlwind rolled up on the field, and Mu Mu Xiao, with the assistance of Yang Mo's spiritual power, injected his own ghost energy into the storm on the field.

With the breath of this soul, the spiral storm swirled with a whistling sound like the wail of a demon.

Looking at the fiery lion completely enveloped by the storm, Nakhaki was not afraid to rush into the sweeping storm.

The storm cut off the connection between the Flame Lion and Khaki, and Yang Mo's spiritual power also exploded, firmly controlling Khaki in place.

"You're in this barrier until the game is over." Looking at the khaki in front of him, Yang Mo's thoughts at this time came to Mu Muxiao's side.

The Flame Lion roared in a storm of ghostly energy, and it could feel that its strength was draining very quickly in the storm.

"Roar~~"

With the furious roar of the Flame Lion, the temperature in its body rose under the influence of the frenzied fire energy.

Outside the storm, seemingly in response to the roar of the fiery lion, Khaki slammed against the invisible barrier in front of him again and again.

Punching with all his might again and again, feeling the pain of his fist made him ignore that his hand didn't hurt at all.

Yang Mo was not worried that Khaki would break through his limitations, after all, he didn't waste his strength to really make a mental power barrier and block Khaki's body.

Mental power affects the nervous tissue of the khaki, and as long as its body is convinced that there is an invisible barrier in front of it, then the khaki will not be able to break through it no matter what.

Just like the illusion in the Hokage, he can't break through this invisible prison unless there is some more intense stimulus for Khaki to break through the mental control.

At this point, a raging flame erupted in the center of the storm, but it was meaningless.

The wooden owl hovered high in the sky, stabilizing its energy with Yang Mo's help, and the storm danced with its mind, and the raging flames were finally extinguished in the storm.

"Ahhh!!hhh

As if sensing the danger of the fiery lion, Khaki roared and kept pounding on the invisible barrier in front of him.