After breakfast, when Ryuichi stepped into the Battle Dome.

"Night Spirit, use the Waves of Evil!"

The handsome and handsome Akasaka Sword was full of spirit, and as his order was given, the night demon spirit on the field suddenly sent out a wave of energy as black as ink.

A black wave swept in, dyeing all the pools of the Water Field black, and Roseleido, who was lying on the floating board, screamed and fell into the water.

"Rose Redo has lost the ability to fight, so the victor is the Night Spirit!" The referee saw Rose Redo come to the surface and immediately made a judgment.

"What a surprise! The long-awaited guild leader actually lost his second spirit first when facing the Akasaka Sword, and the Night Demon Spirit of the Akasaka Sword still retains considerable combat power! ”

Hiroshi Kamiya's voice made the dragon, who had just walked into the arena, pause, and couldn't help but look at the big screen.

Above Akasaka Sword clasped his hands on his chest and smiled, while the radiant Miyamoto Mei silently withdrew her Rose Leido.

Under Mei Miyamoto's avatar, the avatars of the Sun Elf and Rose Raydo have been dimmed, while under Akasaka, only the head of the duck-billed fire dragon is dimmed, and the third elf on both sides is a question mark.

She's at a disadvantage!

"Mei Yi, come on, release your last elf!" Akasaka Ken feels like he's in very good shape.

Maybe I was too superstitious about Mei Miyamoto's record before, and sure enough, the trainers still have to fight each other to know who is strong and who is weak.

Just as he was thinking this, Mei Miyamoto said, "Akasaka, do you want to see what true power is?" ”

"What?" Akasaka Jian was stunned for a moment, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

Mei Miyamoto didn't explain, but said to the referee on the side: "Please open the zenith." ”

The zenith of the Battle Dome can be opened to facilitate civil warfare between flying elves.

At Mei Miyamoto's request, the referee pressed a button next to him, and the ceiling was folded up layer by layer, revealing the blue sky and white clouds outside.

"The Elder has applied to open the zenith, is her trump card a flying elf? Or the legendary dragons? ”

Neither!

Mei Miyamoto took out a special blue and white Poké Ball, and gently threw it out.

Touch!

The elf turned into white light and fell into the water, then stretched out its slender body.

Mi Stream ~

A menas appears on the field!

Known as the most beautiful elf in the world, Menas lives up to this title, with an ivory white body, a colorful and beautiful fishtail, and an elegant and calm demeanor, as if it has received the most rigorous aristocratic lady education.

Menas stood in the water, a trace of moisture permeating her body, her tail gently rippling across the water.

"Tornado." Mei Miyamoto closed her eyes, as if the game was over.

Rumble!

From extremely static to extremely dynamic, Menas flicked his tail and a tornado grew from nothing to an impossibly massive waterspout.

Heaven and earth!

This waterspout actually drained the pool of water in an instant, and there was no end in sight, and it swept in with a bang.

Terrible!

Shock!

Unstoppable!

The destructive power of Miyamoto Mei's manas made everyone in the entire scene silent, the wind hunted and hunted, Akasaka Ken and the referee had to do their best to pull the handrail next to him so as not to be blown away by the wind, but Miyamoto Mei was only surrounded by a breeze that blew the hem of her skirt.

Terrifying control, invincible destructive power!

"Sink into the ground and dodge!" Akasaka roared, longing for his voice to reach the ears of the Night Spirit.

But the tornado was too big to dodge, unable to move, and the Night Demon Spirit was desperate to watch the terrifying waterspout slowly approach, and then was swept into the hit, instantly losing consciousness.

If it weren't for Menas finally controlling the power of the waterspout, this move alone would have torn the Night Demon Spirit of the Akasaka Sword to pieces!

Even if it's a ghost-type Pokémon made entirely of energy.

"This ......"

Long Yi was dumbfounded, he even felt that the combat power of the two elemental-level elves of Noriko Ando and Team Rocket Seth that he had seen before was not as strong as the one in front of him, and the only thing that could be compared to the tornado just now was the catastrophic waterspout set off by the dance of the Tyrannosaurus Dragons on the sea.

Rumble!

The waterspout dissipated violently, and countless water vapor diffused as if a heavy fog had risen.

"Black ...... The Night Demon loses the ability to fight, and Menas wins! ”

Even the professional referee's voice trembled a little.

Akasaka Ken lost his mind, Hiroshi Kamiya lost his mind, Kikuko Hotta lost his mind, Daitokuji Wood lost his mind, the audience lost his mind, and more than a dozen players in the players' lounge lost their minds.

Desperate opponents!

"I ...... Admit defeat. Akasaka Ken gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Mei Miyamoto brushed off the hair that flew to her face, put the white hat hanging on her back on her head, and looked at the sky: "It's so beautiful." She said, taking a moment's pause, then put Menas away and waved away.

……

With Mei Miyamoto's Zhuyu in front, the shock received was so great that the next few battles were a bit lackluster.

And so the morning passed, four battles ended, and then there was a lunch break.

After a noon relaxation, the mood recovered a little in the afternoon, and the atmosphere gradually heated up under the jokes of two commentators and a professor.

Soon, the two games were over, and the players of the seventh game took the stage.

3rd grade class C, Ichiro Yamamoto vs. 1st grade class C, Ryuichi Miyazaki!

It's a civil war between Class C, with Ryuichi being the only remaining first-year student and Ichiro Yamamoto being the notorious house scumbag.

The two sides took the stage, and today's Yamamoto Ichiro is still the sloppy dress without an image, he doesn't care about the eyes and evaluations of others, and always does what he wants to do.

"Boy, I'm glad you came, so I can beat you up in front of thousands of spectators." Ichiro Yamamoto smirked, he was not a subordinate of Akasaka Sword, and the last time he appeared was only because of his hatred for Ryuichi.

Long Yi looked at him: "If I can knock you down once, I can knock you down a second time." ”

"Just your powerless Gengh?" Ichiro Yamamoto scoffed.

The two sides used words to attack each other's confidence, and then drew the first hand and the field, and the dragon was the next to play, and the field was drawn to the field of Iwand.

Thundered~

A brown field was replaced, and it was covered with sharp stalagmites and large boulders, forming a relatively complex combat environment.

"In the seventh battle, please send out elves from both players!"

Ichiro Yamamoto took the lead, and he didn't hesitate to throw a Poké Ball.

A lump of purple-black rancid mud fell into the room, squeezing out a huge mouth and two eyes, and let out a terrifying cry of 'Bedo Bedo'.

As it appeared, an indescribably violent stench permeated.

Sludge Pokémon, Stinky Sludge!

"Go, Kolakola!"

Long Yi sent Kola Kola.