"There are only two elves left in each, do you think Adu will win?"

In the corner of the auditorium, a man with black hair tied in braids, shirtless, showing explosive muscles all over his body, took a sip of a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and propped his arms on the fence and said.

And the object of his conversation is an iceberg beauty with long orange hair tied into a ponytail, close-fitting clothes to set off the perfect figure, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and exuding a cold and noble temperament.

"Yes."

The iceberg beauty hugged her arms in front of her chest, setting off her chest more prominently, her eyes did not fluctuate when she heard this, and her cold voice was reluctant to say a word.

"You really have faith in him!"

The muscular man flattened the empty mineral water bottle that he had drunk all the time, and then threw it into the trash can in the distance with a flick of his hand, and said with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"He's never disappointed."

Ignoring the ridiculous tone in the muscular man's words, the iceberg beauty still said lightly.

"Well, yes, the undefeated dragon messenger has indeed never lost!"

The muscular man stretched, and his whole body made a "crackling" sound.

"Stay away from me."

The iceberg beauty glanced at the muscular man with some disgust, and added with a frown when the muscular man was stunned, "You stink." ”

"Forehead ......"

The muscular man raised his arm and sniffed it, there was indeed a bad smell, it was the smell of sweat left by his previous exercise, but he still quibbled, "This is a man's smell, if there is no sweat smell, it is still called a man!" ”

"Hmph, a hairy boy is also called a man?"

A cold snort sounded, and an old woman with gray-blond curly hair and a cane stepped out of the shadows with an iron face.

"If you can't even do self-hygiene, what else can you do well? Is this also called a man? I know how to fiddle with those useless muscles all day long, which is also called a man? ”

The old woman had a straight face, and her mouth kept counting and sarcastically sneering at the muscular man.

Every time she spoke, the muscular man's face darkened.

"Here we go."

The cold words of the iceberg beauty interrupted the old woman who was throwing the muscular man in the count, and also relieved the muscular man who was about to explode.

"Although Kukui is indeed strong, he did not become a champion after all, and there is a substantial gap between him and Wataru."

The old woman's seemingly cloudy eyes can easily see through the essence of things, "Although he can defeat us, he can't win in the face of Wataru." ”

......

The last pokemon is naturally his trump card, and its strongest and most famous pokemon, the quasi-god of the Kanto region - Kualong!

The orange body, two slender antennae, a pair of small wings, and the chubby body make the dragon look cute.

But no one will underestimate him because of his appearance, because this is a fast dragon, this is the fast dragon of the Dragon King, and it is the source of the title of "Undefeated Dragon Messenger"!

With a wolf howl, a spirited jackal-looking elf broke out of the confinement of the Poké Ball in a jumping posture, and a pair of blue eyes stared closely at the cute-looking dragon.

This is also a pokemon endemic to the Alola region, the Maned Werewolf.

The Maned Werewolf's degraded Rock Dog is a branching pokem that can evolve into two different types of pokemon: day and night.

Kukuy's maned werewolf is a daytime maned werewolf.

Although the fast dragon is cute on the outside, the powerful momentum hidden inside can't escape the perception of the maned rock werewolf, knowing that this is a powerful, perhaps the most powerful opponent he has ever encountered.

The Maned Rock Werewolf didn't make a rash move, leaning down, letting out a low bark from his throat, and staring at the fast dragon with his eyes not daring to relax at all, waiting for an opportunity to move.

......

in the room.

"He's how's going now......"

Abruptly, although the voice was still cold, it was the first time that Ink Marks took the initiative to speak to the dragon bard.

"Huh?"

The dragon bard was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted to what the ink mark said, "It's still the same, it's the same as before you left, it's been so decadent for so many years." ”

"Yes."

The glimmer in his eyes flickered, and he responded lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking sneer, and he didn't know who it was aimed at.

"You ......"

The dragon bard was just about to say something, but before he could finish the first word, a knock sounded outside the door interrupting him, so he had to look outside and say, "Come in." ”

"Uncle Yulong, haha, I haven't seen you for a long time, I thought that there was a game here in Yulongdu today, so you would definitely be there, so I came to visit you."

A middle-aged man in a modest suit with light blue hair and meticulous care of his hair smiled and pushed open the door and walked in.

"Zvochidort?"

The dragon bard was also stunned for a while when he looked at the visitor, wondering why this person suddenly came to find him.

"Yes, Uncle Yulong, are you watching the battle of Yulongdu? Watari's strength is known throughout the Kanto region, so even if it is the Four Heavenly Kings Championship Challenge, it must be easy to crush the opponent. ”

Zvochdortin smiled and said compliments as he paced in front of the large transparent glass.

"Wataru's strength is indeed good, but no one in this world can be above everyone, powerful trainers abound, even Wataru will have invincible people, not to mention that the strength of the challenger this time should not be underestimated, even if Wataru is only the last elf left."

The dragon bard glanced at Zvochdort, who had come to him, and said lukewarmly.

The words and the attitude of the dragon bard made Zvochdort's smile stiffen slightly, but he had also been on the battlefield for a long time, and immediately moved his gaze to the ink mark that had been watching coldly, and said without the slightest embarrassment:

"This must be the second grandson of Uncle Yulong, the son of Brother Xiao, right?"

"Yes, this is the son of my unsuccessful youngest son, the Dragon Inkmark."

Seeing Zvochdort's gaze on Inkmark, the dragon bard understood his intention at this time, thinking that he had received the news that Inkmark was here, so he immediately rushed to the mark, and immediately introduced to Inkmark, "Mark, this is the father of the little girl who is going to be engaged to you, Zvochdort. ”

"Hehe, it's going to be a family soon, just call me uncle, I've heard that Uncle Yulong's grandsons are all extraordinary, and when I see it today, it's really worthy of the name!"

With a warm smile on his face, the two mustaches on his lips were about to fly, and he held out his right hand towards the ink.

Inkmark glanced indifferently at the man who was the father of his betrothed partner, and then reached out and shook his hand gently

However, just as he had just touched it, the smile on the corner of Zvocidor's mouth was about to spread outward, and he had already let go of his hand and returned his gaze to the fast dragon and the maned werewolf who were in the fierce battle.

The smile on Zvochdort's face froze!