"That's not going to work anymore, is it? Sure enough, it's a piece of rubbish. ”

These words fell on the knife's ears like a fish in his throat, and with angry flames in his eyes, he shouted at the ink marks:

"Casually abandon the elf guy, how can you understand the pain and helplessness in the heart of the tyrannosaurus! How do you know how hard the tyrannosaurus worked and trained every night until he collapsed, and what right do you have to say that others are waste! ”

"Oh? It turns out that the tyrannosaurus has trained so hard......"

Just when the knife thought that the ink mark was wrong and his expression softened slightly, the ink mark made him completely angry with his next sentence:

"I have trained so hard, but I still only have such a pitiful strength, obviously it has been discarded by me for five years, and for five years, how can I not feel any progress from it? What is this not waste? ”

"You're... Bastard ......"

The knife trembled with anger, biting his lip tightly, a wisp of blood penetrated into his mouth along his teeth, and the salty taste spread in his mouth.

"Roar—"

There was a touch of sadness in the eyes of the tyrannosaurus that had risen again, and it was deeply stung by the merciless sarcastic words of the ink marks.

But at the same time, it also has a touch of firmness, it wants to prove itself, to prove that it is not useless waste!

The Tyrannosaurus roared angrily, its eyes gradually occupied by the fury of madness, and a layer of blue-purple aura appeared on the surface of the Tyrannosaurus's body.

The thick tail swept a boulder next to it and smashed it into pieces, like a high-speed train whizzing by, and the tyrannosaurus rushed towards the Thorn Dragon King with an unstoppable momentum.

Reverse scales!

"Boom - the water cannon of the Thorn Dragon King was fired again, and the tyrannosaurus was not afraid, but instead exerted its strength again, and went up against the powerful water cannon.

With the anger in his heart, the tyrannosaurus overcame all the thorns and thorns all the way, and even broke through the water cannon of the Thorny Dragon King.

However, one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

When its rage finally ran out, the tyrannosaurus began to move through the water cannon, until it was once again toppled to the ground.

"Tyrannosaurus!"

Knife looked worriedly at the tyrannosaurus struggling to get up again.

The Tyrannosaurus is also a naturally hot-tempered creature, and if nothing else, being overturned three times in a row without dignity is enough to make it furious.

The enraged Tyrannosaurus couldn't even listen to the words of the knife, and once again roared and rushed towards the Thorn Dragon King.

There is a strong unwillingness in its eyes, how can it, how can it lose like this!

Then it was overturned by a water cannon again.

Get up again.

It was overturned again.

Get up again......

"Enough!"

When the tyrannosaurus was knocked over by the Thorny Dragon's water cannon like a machine, and it was still struggling to get up, the knife rushed into the middle of the chaotic field, and spread its arms in front of the tyrannosaurus.

"Roar—"

The Tyrannosaurus Cyploon, whose eyes were red with blood, roared at the knife that was blocking its path, and the knife's slightly long pink hair was floated backwards by the Tyrannosaurus roar, and the stoonless hat was blown away.

A "snap" fell in front of the Thorn Dragon King.

From beginning to end, the Thorn Dragon King stayed where he was, never moving.

The tyrannosaurus was covered in broken scales and bloodstains, and its original sky-blue body was about to be rendered scarlet by the blood.

It gasped and glared at the knife, as if intending to scare it away.

However, the knife was not moved at all, no matter how crazy the tyrannosaurus was at this time, it was always in front of the tyrannosaurus step by step.

Ink Marks half-squinted his eyes, and said with a cold look:

"It's long over, this kind of unsuspenseful, it's just a boring battle."

As if he hadn't heard the words of the ink marks, the knife stared at the tyrannosaurus's blood-red eyes with anger, and his fists were quietly clenched.

"Roar—"

With another hysterical roar and a hint of tyranny in his eyes, the tyrannosaurus raised its tail high and was about to slash at the knife.

Subconsciously, the knife closed his eyes, but his footsteps still did not move a step.

A strong wind blew in his face, and then a loud sound sounded in the ears of the knife.

When he opened his eyes, he found that it was the tyrannosaurus that had overdrawn too much physical strength, and it had crashed to the ground and was completely unconscious.

"Tyrannosaurus!"

Knife hurriedly took out a Poké Ball and took the unconscious Tyrannosaurus back.

Looking at the Poké Ball in his hand, the Tyrannosaurus's blood-red, unwilling eyes still appeared in his mind.

The knife looked at the back of the ink mark that had put away all the elves at some point and turned away directly.

pursed his lips, as if he wanted to vent his anger, but he couldn't open his mouth to stop the back of the ink mark leaving, and finally he could only grit his teeth and turn around.

Fortunately, there is a special elf center next to here, although the tyrannosaurus is very seriously injured, but there is no need to worry too much, at least there is no problem with life safety.

"Hey!"

Hearing someone shouting behind him, Ink Marks stopped and turned around.

"You should have treated that kid like that on purpose, whether it's a tyrannosaurus or that boy, there can be a gentler way, right?"

It was a man who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with short black hair, a black jacket, and a light blue scarf, and looked very capable.

Seeing that the ink mark did not speak, the man continued:

"The Tyrannosaurus is an abandoned elf, even if it is now re-subdued by that teenager, but there will always be a mustard in your heart, you want to make the Tyrannosaurus completely dead to your former master, so that it and the current trainer can trust each other more, and you are also testing whether the teenager is qualified to become the new owner of the Tyrannosaurus, and now it seems that his performance should satisfy you, right?"

"You like to guess people's hearts?"

There was neither acknowledgment nor denial of the man's words, but his tone was anything but friendly.

"No, I just want to tell you that what you're doing is too extreme, not only will it hurt the Tyrannosaurus even more, but what if the Tyrannosaurus gets a bigger blow because of this, and it will never recover?"

"Hmph, if it really collapses because of this, it can only mean that it is really a waste, since it is a waste in the first place, what difference does it make if it does not cheer up?"

Ink Mark's tone was a little impatient, and after speaking, he didn't mean to linger any longer, and turned around to leave.

"Hey, obviously whether you abandoned the tyrannosaurus before, or the completely merciless blow just now, you already regret it in your heart, why do you have to die and not admit it?"

"Did you know you're noisy?"

Taking a deep breath, Inkmark's hand buckled the first Poke Ball on the Battle Belt, and looked at the person in front of him with extremely unkind eyes.