"This Poké Ball is real!! The stinky mud jumped out of it!! The audience was shocked and in an uproar.

Even though they have seen the scene of Poké Balls carrying Pokémon from the live broadcast,

I was also shocked by this scene at this moment.

It's a cross-generational technology.

This is the technology that crushes this era.

Those international companies, famous companies, tech companies are so ridiculous in front of Poké Ball technology.

Such a skilled space technology, if used in other items, will definitely be no less effective than Poké Balls.

And all of this was created by Xia Guo, which is known as a big infrastructure country and a high-tech desert.

All of them looked frenzied, even with tears in their eyes.

They have been waiting for this day for a long time.

Li Qiuran, the company created by this young man has brought such amazing technology to Xia Guo and the world.

The audience cheered wildly, and the atmosphere of the scene was suddenly pushed to the highest point.

It was cold and windy outside, but the atmosphere inside was hot and dry, and there were cries.

The Internet is full of praise and surprise, mixed with countless words of pride.

"I'm proud to be a Xia person."

Ordinary people's brains have fallen into a slump in the face of such terrifying cheers, but the big man has not.

Instead, he calmed down because of this.

As a scientific researcher, all he did and dreamed of was to help Xia rise up.

As a member of the Red & White Company, he was proud that he could enter a competition with stinky mud.

"Stinky mud, are you ready? Behave well! His legs stopped shaking and he said confidently.

"Mud!" The stinky mud put away his posture, hugged his chest with both hands, and instantly forced the king to possess him.

The cheers at the scene continued, and the blonde host wiped the beads of sweat and began to control the scene.

After some humorous hosting, he stepped aside and handed the game to Dahan and Xiaotong.

"Mud." The stinky mud turned around and made a cheering gesture to the big man.

"Come on." Dahan swallowed his saliva and kept muttering, "It's like training." ”

The whistle sounded, and Xiaotong's eyes on the other side suddenly turned cold, "The flame is tentative." ”

At the moment of the command, the little fire dragon immediately erupted into a ball of fire.

This reaction speed made many viewers exclaim.

"Before the sludge evolved, the double defense was not high, so it can't be too wavery." Dahan remembered Li Qiuran's instructions in his heart, and suddenly shouted.

"Throw mud and spray poisonous mist." Dahan took out a gas mask from his bosom and quickly put it on.

"Mud." Stinky Muddy innocently looked at the flying fireball, and his hands were gathered, and a muddy yellow vortex suddenly appeared in it.

"Whoa." There was a dull rustling sound from the muddy yellow whirlpool, and as it swirled, a clump of soggy silt began to take shape.

It may be that the stinky mud palm is too small, and a lot of mud drips down the cracks of the hand.

The sludge throws the shot put, throwing the sludge at the fireball.

"Snort." The fireball was instantly engulfed in the damp sludge.

"Mud!" Stinky mud happily than scissorhands.

"Smoke, continue the flames, approach after using steel claws."

Xiaotong's calm command sounded.

The black smoke suddenly enveloped the sight of the stinky mud, and several fireballs continued to fly out of the smoke.

Due to the obstruction of vision, the stinky mud and the big man could not see the figure of the little fire dragon.

But it is certain that he is in close proximity.

Dahan's brain was unusually clear, and he was fully immersed in the battle, and he calmly put on his in-ear headphones.

"Don't panic, shrink out, use a screech against the smoke." Dahan's command calmed down the somewhat flustered stinky mud.

The figure shrank in a circle at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A few fireballs grazed the stinking muddy body.

The scorching burning sensation made the stinking mud shiver.

In the smoke, the swift and ghostly steps of a small fire dragon sounded.

It's a bit like the boxer's jumping pace, but it's also a little different.

The pace is heavier.

And it is getting louder and louder, which shows that the distance between the little fire dragon and the stinky mud is getting closer and closer.

"This is the pace of the mobile family, the flow of steps, the sound of the steps sounds like rolling, getting heavier and heavier, but it is not lacking dexterity, with a unique martial art can cause a very terrifying blow, the flowing family once appeared a martial arts genius, at that time all over the international invincible." The blonde referee shouted.

But the stinky mud newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

"Mud!" I saw him grow his mouth, and a piercing and impatient sound wave and tone exploded.

"Whew." The shrill sound forms a sound wave that spreads outward, swinging the air, and the purple poisonous mist and breath are accompanied by the sound waves, smearing it with a lilac color.

The sound wave has a wide range, enveloping this piece of smoke.

"Longgaha." The agile little fire dragon in the smoke was caught off guard, and hurriedly covered his ears, his eyes full of pain.

But those who are interested will find that at the moment when the sound wave hit, the little fire dragon had already leaned towards the side with an extremely fast reaction, so that the sound wave could be damaged.

The smoke was dispersed by the sound waves, revealing a small fire dragon that froze at that moment.

"Here's your chance, Silt Attack."

Purple poisonous sludge erupted from the mouth of the stinking sludge.

But he saw that the corners of the little fire dragon's eyes showed a cunning look.

"Oops, hit?" Dahan's heart was shocked.

"Here's the opportunity, end him." Xiaotong said coldly.

The next moment, I saw that the little fire dragon burst out as if it hadn't heard a harsh sound, and almost instantly approached the stinky mud, and its right claw lit up with cold light, and it slashed straight down.

"It is worthy of being a little fire dragon trained by a martial arts family, and there is absolutely nothing to say in terms of physical fitness, a piercing sound like this can indeed hit a surprise, but it is not enough to deal with a professionally trained elf like the little fire dragon." The blonde host's commentary sounded just right.

"And the most important thing is that Xiaotong's martial arts family is known for its defensive counterattack, if you put martial arts, it will be a golden bell jar with no dead ends."

"Seeing that Stinky Muddy needs to open his mouth when releasing Sludge to attack, coupled with the slow movement of his Sludge's body, it is the biggest flaw when he attacks, and Xiaotong caught this flaw in such a short time."

......

"It's worthy of a martial arts family, it's not comparable to a half-person like me, but a steel claw can't hurt the stinky mud." The big man raised his eyebrows.

"Mud~" The cold light struck, but the stinky mud did not have the slightest look of fear.

"Harden."

The purple silt body glows coldly.

Don't look at the stinky mud as just a lump of silt, the speed is relatively slow, but whether in the game or in the real world, the combat effectiveness of the stinky mud is definitely not worse than that of the three families.

What's more, this stinky sludge's talent is still top-notch.

"Click." The steel claws landed on the stinky mud, and sparks exploded, bounced off and fell to the ground, splitting the platform open, revealing the dirt inside.

Xiaohuo's claws were embedded in the dirt, and his body was dulled for a moment.

"Hold him, Poison Mist."

The next moment, the stinky mud deftly wrapped around the little fire dragon's arm, and its body quickly climbed up, spewing poisonous mist from its mouth.

Eating garbage and stinky sludge of highly toxic substances is an absolute nightmare for most elves in melee combat.

The little fire dragon just inhaled a mouthful of poisonous mist and began to roll his eyes in disgust.

"Just as I please, throw him into the sky." Xiaotong immediately sneered.

"Wow." The little fire dragon's face turned pale, and his body suddenly ignited with scorching flames, and his orange-red body turned into a bright red.

The blazing flames almost scorched and twisted the air.

The firelight reddened the surprised faces of the audience in the front row.

"Charged Flame Attack?!" At this moment, many trainers who watched the drama couldn't sit still.

Charged Flame Attack is a skill that a well-known UP master once comprehended with a little fire dragon.

This skill will envelop the little fire dragon in flames, and then dash with its body, bringing a double blow of fire and power.

Far more powerful than fireballs.

As far as is known, there are no more than three small fire dragons that have comprehended this skill.

Only a little fire dragon with good talent can comprehend it.

"Is the training method of the Difficulty Martial Arts Family so good?" Quite a few trainers have very ugly faces.

Xiaotong will definitely be their opponent in the future.

Although they don't have elves, they have always been on the lookout for news about various elves.

After all, elves have high ratings and potential, and they need more data to strengthen their idea of raising elves.

For a newcomer like Xiaotong, it is not difficult to choose an elf.

But for trainers who have been famous for a long time or have a little fame, choosing a partner means starting from scratch, and there is a lot of risk.

.......

"Mud." The scalded stinking mud let go and fell off the little fire dragon.

"Gaha!" The little fire dragon picked up the stinky mud with his backhand and threw it into the air.

"The stinky mud is about 30 kilograms, and the power of the little fire dragon is very strong! But why did he throw the stinky mud into the sky, could it be ......" The blonde referee's eyes shrank, and the stunt of the Flowing Water Family came to mind.

The purple-black body of the stinky mud kept rising into the air, and he was a little panicked.

It was the first time he experienced the sensation of weightlessness.

I kind of want to vomit.

Cover your mouth with stinky mud, you just ate a big meal before the game, and if you spit it out, you will lose a lot.

The stinking mud thought was a little distant.

"Oh no, the sludge is getting hard." The big man's shout made the stinky mud refresh, and his body began to light up with cold light.

"End him, little fire dragon! Use the Fire Dragon Combo. ”

Just as the stinky mud was still trying to stabilize its body, the little fire dragon's legs burst out with amazing power, instantly stepping on a crack in the ground and reaching the back of the stinky mud at a faster speed.

"Sure enough, this little fire dragon actually learned the stunt of the Flowing Water Family! Elves can also train martial arts! The blonde referee lost his voice.

"The enemy in the air can't adapt to a moment of weightlessness, so at that moment, his body's defense is fragile, and the martial artist can give the opponent a full blow through the blessing of his fall and his own strength."

"This is the first move of flowing water martial arts, the continuous bullet technique." The blonde referee lifted his glasses and shouted.

I saw the little fire dragon in the air jump smoothly into the air, its body tumbling up and down, and the flames of its tail took up a red trajectory, forming a fiery red fireball in an instant.

"Fire Dragon Burst!"

The tail of the little fire dragon lit up with a cold light, and under the high-speed rotation, the tail brought a huge impact and smashed on the body of the stinky mud.

"Boom." The stinking mud twisted instantly, and fell directly into the ground, bringing up large pieces of debris, which were deeply embedded in the dirt.

"Smack." The little fire dragon landed lightly on the ground, panting slightly.

Obviously, that blow also cost him a lot of physical strength.

"This little fire dragon is so well trained." Many professional trainers are jealous.

Little Fire Dragon's outstanding combat literacy and learning ability are the most eye-catching to them.

If the little fire dragon succeeds in evolving, then even a national-level fighting tournament can get a good ranking, right?

There is no one who is most excited than Xiaotong's parents.

At that time, they overrode the crowd and booked a small fire dragon for Xiaotong, and the career of a genetic creature was about five years, which also meant that they invested Xiaotong's golden five years in the little fire dragon.

As it turned out, they made the right choice!

There's no creature more suitable for the Flowing Water family than the Little Fire Dragon!

"Although the stinky mud has a very good performance in the live broadcast, after such a heavy blow from the little fire dragon, I believe that the victory and defeat have been divided." The blonde referee wore a gas mask on his face and cautiously approached the stinking mud that was limping in the pit.

“10…….9…….8……..” He began the countdown.

Xiaotong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, her tense body relaxed, and she wiped the sweat on her forehead.

"Gah." The little fire dragon also breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Xiaotong.

"Muddy mud (here's your chance!!) hiahiahia）!” At the moment when the little fire dragon turned its head, he saw a purple-black liquid swimming out of the pit that had been blown up by the little fire dragon before, forming a stinky mud and two super small stinky mud.

A stinking mud with a triumphant smile on his face and his right hand on his waist.

The other two small stinking hands kept rubbing around the stinking mud's right hand.

"Huh." A small muddy yellow spinning ball instantly appeared on the right hand of the stinky mud.

The two ultra-small stinky mud immediately picked up the stinky mud and threw it at the defenseless little fire dragon.

"Mud (mystery, small yellow ball)."

"Smack." The yellow spinning ball in the stinky mud's hand pressed on the chest of the little fire dragon who turned around and looked stunned.

"Boom." The mud ball exploded, the dust flew up, and the little fire dragon's body flew backwards like a cannonball, and his legs drew a mark on the platform, and finally his body lost his balance, fell on the platform, and rolled a few times.

"Mud hehe." The stinky mud looked proud, and his hands were on his hips.

"No, no, it's incredible, it's strange, how can the stinky mud be...... How so? The referee looked at the place where the sludge had been knocked down, and the sludge lying in the pit turned transparent and disappeared.

After watching the replay, the blonde referee suddenly realized.

"I see, the stinky mud will separate its true body and merge into the dirt after the steel claws of the little fire dragon under the hard gear, and use the muddy yellow ball to sneak attack after the stand-in is defeated, good tactics, surprise, it's hard to imagine that this is a battle between elves." The blonde referee shouted in shock.

The audience was in an uproar.

"That's too high."

"Whimsical battles, is this what elves? I won't look at genetic fighting anymore. ”

Compared to the surprise of the audience, the trainers saw more: "Stinky Muddy has a lot of skills, hardening can block physical attacks, he can also decompose and shrink himself, all of which can help him resist elemental attacks, plus poison attributes and IQ, this is simply a spirit specially tailored for fighting matches." ”

Many trainers thought about it.

It's just that the stench on the stinky mud will make people a little resistant.

This is also the hardest breeding spot.

"After such an attack, I can't stand up after all." Dahan stared nervously at the little fire dragon, and the countdown of the blonde referee had already counted to three.

"Mud." The stinking mud posed in victory.

As an amateur fighter, it's nice to beat a professionally trained elf.

"Mud (I, stinky mud, sure enough)!"

"2.......1......." The blonde referee counted down seriously.

When it reached 1, the little fire dragon got up with a grunt, patted the dust on his body as if nothing happened, and showed a sinister smile at the stinky mud.

"Mud!" The stinky mud almost scared the pee.

Withstand the blow of your own full force and be unscathed?

"It's such a strong defense, it seems that this game is even more exciting than expected."

Even though the blonde referee had presided over countless matches, he was intrigued by the scorching situation at this moment, and he hurriedly jumped off the platform.

"The little fire dragon actually stood up! He hadn't given up yet, the little fire dragon's expression was full of provocation, oh no, the smell of gunpowder was too big now! So how do you deal with the stinky mud players? ”

The scene was full of cheers and whistles.

"Gaha!" The little fire dragon stretched its muscles and smirked as it approached the stinking mud.

"Mud (there is a kind of special move that you don't come, eat me)!" The stinking mud trembled with fright and screamed.

"Gaha?" The little fire dragon stopped, hugging his shoulders to watch the stinky mud show.

Xiaotong didn't stop it and let the little fire dragon play.

The little fire dragon stopped, waiting for the attack of the stinky mud, could it be floating? Although the stinky mud attack didn't hurt the little fire dragon, it was too big. Many senior trainers at the scene frowned.

"But so far, the little fire dragon has no poisoning reaction, and it seems that the elves are far more resistant to toxins than humans. If the toxins of the stinky sludge are not strong enough, then the actual combat ability may be reduced. ”

The trainers looked at the playing field carefully, and for them, it was an opportunity to test the ability of the stinky mud.

"Mud!" The two ultra-small stinky sludges behind the stinky mud trotted behind the stinky mud and dragged the stinky mud hard.

"Gaha?" The little fire dragon frowned suspiciously.

Do you have to do it all over again?

This trick didn't work for you.

The little fire dragon suddenly became a little nervous, and there must be a demon when something goes wrong.

There was silence at the scene, and everyone was waiting for the final blow of the stinking mud.

"This may become the famous scene of the Elf Competition!"

No one made a sound, not even blinking, for fear of missing a wonderful scene.

"Mud!" The milk cry of the stinky mud echoed above the arena, but I saw two ultra-small stinky mud turn around and throw the stinky mud under the stage under everyone's bewildered eyes.

"Whoosh." Dahan took out a white scarf from his arms and threw it off the stage.

"Mud!" The stinky mud skillfully took it, raised his right hand above his head, and waved a white scarf.

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