The roaring tiger was like a spinning top, using its feet as fulcrums, spinning rapidly on the ground, and the jet-black aura on its thick arms formed a black brilliance.

The Roaring Tiger's attack was very fierce and fast, and the Toad King's head reacted, and it wanted to resist, but its body's reaction couldn't keep up, and it was directly hit by the Roaring Tiger's golden hook arm and flew out.

It wasn't until he was knocked away that the Toad King's well-charged absorption punch bombarded out, hitting the air with a bang.

"Roaring Tiger, rush over and use the Cross Split!"

It was only at this time that the man commanding the Roaring Tiger revealed his true form, standing under a tree, his eyes fixed on Kukui in the field.

He looked at the empty place on the path of the roaring tiger's charge, and suddenly raised his eyebrows:

"Roaring Tiger, Jump!"

Without the slightest hesitation, even though there was nothing in front of him, the Roaring Tiger still followed Kukuy's instructions, jumped up in an instant, and swooped forward, slashing at the Toad King who had just risen from the ground.

As if struck by a speeding train, the Toad King spurted a mouthful of blood and flew backwards again.

The Toad King slammed into one wall, smashing the metal wall into a deep depression, and then his eyes were blank, and a trail of bright red blood that was shocking even in the dark night slowly slid down.

And where the Roaring Tiger jumped up before, a Flying Leg appeared there, and if the Roaring Tiger hadn't jumped up according to Kukuy's instructions, he had tripped over the Springleg Lang's spring legs.

A middle-aged man dressed as a gentleman in a straight suit and with a cane in his hand took out a Poke Ball and took back the Toad King with a gloomy face.

Then he unleashed a turtle-footed armor again, and surrounded Roaring Tiger and Kukui in three directions, along with Flying Leg and Bear.

Although Kukwu and Roaring Tiger seem to have the upper hand in previous encounters, the situation is still not optimistic.

"Kukuyi, I didn't expect us to meet here, I haven't seen you for a few years, your strength has actually reached this point, no matter who of us here is fighting with you alone, it will definitely not be your opponent."

The bald old man, who commanded the bear, stood there silently and said to Kukuy, who was surrounded with the roaring tiger:

"But no matter how strong you are, you are only one person after all, and here, but in the place of the Aether Foundation, if one is not an opponent, then two, and if two is not an opponent, then three, do you think you can have a chance to escape."

"Ahhh~ Teacher Xilu, I heard before that you gave up your career as a teacher in the academy, and it turned out that you joined the Aether Foundation."

Even though he was surrounded, Kukui did not feel the slightest anxiety, still smiling, chatting with the leading old man as if he was chatting about family life:

"After so many years, Mr. Xilu, your strength is still the same as it was back then!"

When he was younger, Kukui was a student at the Trainer School in Hoola City, and the bald old man named Siru was a teacher at the Trainer School and taught Kukuy's class.

A few years ago, Kukuy heard that Mr. Siru had resigned as a school teacher because of his advanced age, and since then he has not heard from him, and now Kukui knows that he has joined the Aether Foundation, which is the so-called "worship".

After all, although the Aether Foundation is said to be a charitable organization, it is the easiest thing to offend people like elf poachers when it comes to protecting injured elves who need help.

In such a situation, if there are not a few powerful trainers in the Foundation, I am afraid that they will not be able to withstand the revenge of the poachers at all.

In fact, the nature of the members of the Aether Foundation is similar to that of the rangers in the Eastern Hemisphere, except that one is affiliated with the official alliance and the other is a private organization.

"You don't have to be sarcastic here, I know very well what level I am now, and it can't be compared to when I first taught."

Despite the small talk, Siru's falcon-like eyes were firmly fixed on Kukuy, and even the slightest movement of his footsteps would immediately make a warning gesture.

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense with him, just do it, I'm here to see, it's just a guy who does research all day, how strong can it be!"

The gentleman middle-aged man snatched the words directly, and waved the cane in his hand forward:

"Turtle-footed Giant Armor, use the Shell Blade!"

With four arms, even the head is in the shape of a palm, the turtle-foot giant armor has four arms that wave a stream of water-blue light in the air, and attack the roaring tiger like a torrential rain.

"Old man Xilu, our mission is to take Kukui."

A man in a martial arts uniform walked out from the side, made a karate gesture, and shouted:

"Flying Leg Lang, two consecutive kicks!"

Immediately after the turtle-foot armor, the flying leg showed the superior bounce power given by the spring legs, and instantly came to the Roaring Tiger, and with the movement of turning, the whip leg was pumped towards the Roaring Tiger's legs.

"Roar—"

With a ferocious roar from his mouth, the Roaring Tiger ignored the dazzling attacks of the Turtle-Foot Armor.

With a direct cross split, he smashed through the four arms waved by the turtle-foot armor and bombarded it in the chest, knocking the turtle-foot armor back.

Then the huge palm sank down in the shape of a claw, and suddenly grabbed the right leg of the flying leg lang, and the other palm formed a hand knife posture and slammed into the leg bar of the flying leg lang.

A scream came from the mouth of the flying leg.

Even the spring legs, the kind of pain caused by such an attack made the flying legs cry out unbearably.

It's also thanks to the softness of this flying leg, and the whole body is as soft as boneless, otherwise if it were replaced by something else, I'm afraid this leg would have been broken a long time ago.

The scream of the flying leg lang also made Xilu's face change, and he no longer hesitated, and commanded the bear to attack:

"Dressed in a bear, rush up and restrain the actions of the roaring tiger!"

The bear-clad bear, who looked like a plush doll on the top and black, spread his arms and waved the thick arm that was strong enough to break a giant tree together, and together with the turtle-footed giant armor, he strode towards the roaring tiger.

"Roaring Tiger, use the lower disc kick!"

Throwing the flying leg in his hand aside, the roaring tiger's eyes burned with excitement, the palm of his hand stroked the beard at the corner of his mouth, and he supported the ground with one hand, and with a shovel leg, the turtle-foot giant armor lost its balance, staggered and almost fell directly to the ground.

But at such an instant, the wearing bear had already bullied up, and a bear hug directly held the roaring tiger firmly in his arms, and at the same time, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the huge brute force made the roaring tiger feel a little difficult to breathe.

At this time, Flying Leg Lang finally recovered from the pain in his legs, and attacked the roaring tiger that was being held by a bear with the turtle-foot giant armor, one left and one right, one leg and one punch.