Chapter 434 You don’t follow martial ethics!
After hearing Rotom's introduction, the tossing ghost trembled, and then looked at Masaomi with a stiff expression.
"Throw..." (Trainer, you will believe me, right?)
"Of course!"
Masaomi remained calm on the surface, but his buttocks tightened and he cursed in his heart.
I bet you're awesome! No one told you that capturing Pokémon could be this dangerous!
No, you must close the door when you sleep at night.
No, the door must be locked!
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While Masaomi was still secretly complaining, Xiaoyun on the opposite side did not waste any time and quickly took out the Poké Ball.
"Come out, little soldier with a horse sword!"
A red light flashed, and a soldier with a horse sword appeared on the field.
The small but agile body squatted slightly, the blades in both hands flashed coldly in the sun, and he exuded a fearless fighting aura.
Judging from his temperament, he already looks somewhat like the Lizard King!
Without any lengthy declaration before the battle, Xiaoyun decisively issued the attack order on the spot.
"Raid!"
Hearing this, the soldier with the horse sword rushed out like an arrow from a bow, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air!
Before the throwing ghost could react, the soldier with the colt sword had already rushed up like lightning!
The blade on his arm was raised high, and he chopped it down with fierce momentum!
click!
The ghost's body trembled violently, and then he felt a sharp pain in his arm.
Looking at his opponent who was only half his height, his eyes revealed a bit of fear.
This boy has a very strong attack power!
"You have no moral principles, and the game hasn't even started yet!"
Masaomi's eyes widened, surprise and anger written all over his face.
There are still a lot of things to do... Xiaoyun complained in her heart, but still fulfilled his wish.
"Okay, I'll start then."
"Soldier with the colt sword, use continuous slashing!"
After receiving the order, the cold light on the blade of the horse sword soldier became more and more dazzling, and his arms turned into afterimages, slashing out at a speed that was too fast to be seen!
The frequency of the attacks was so high that the throwing ghost was at a loss and could only retreat repeatedly.
"Find the right opportunity, throw the ghost, and use the Batou!"
Masaomi kept his eyes fixed on the battlefield, giving his orders with full concentration.
"Throw!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the judo thrower, who was the master, turned his body while dodging the continuous slashes and immediately seized the opportunity!
It suddenly stretched out its arm, grabbed the arm of the soldier with the colt sword, and used the force of turning to increase the force of the swing, trying to throw it away.
Seeing this, Xiaoyun responded quickly.
"Hold the throwing ghost's arm and don't let it fly away!"
The soldier with the colt sword reacted quickly. He grabbed the arms of the throwing ghost tightly with both hands, exerted force on his waist, and struggled hard with his body, trying to break free from the throwing ghost's control.
"If you can't throw it out, then use the force to throw it!"
Masaomi gritted his teeth, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and continued to issue orders.
"Throw!"
The throwing ghost raised the horse sword and turned around suddenly, spinning his body rapidly!
His speed was increasing, and he planned to use his own weight and the force of turning to throw the soldier with the colt sword out!
The soldier with the colt sword was swung back and forth in the air, but he held on tightly to the arm of the throwing ghost and refused to let go.
We can’t just keep turning around, we have to think of a way.
Xiaoyun's mind was spinning rapidly, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he shouted loudly.
"Watch the opportunity and use the headbutt!"
The soldier with the colt sword was feeling dizzy. When he heard Xiaoyun's words, he didn't care about anything and just jumped down!
When the throwing ghost saw this scene, he was delighted, thinking that the soldier with the colt sword could not hold on any longer, so he also used the force to smash the opponent down!
Just as he was about to get close to the ground, the soldier with the horse sword suddenly raised his head!
Click bang!
This time, the strike hit the wrestler's crotch right on target!
You have to know that the head of the colt-sword soldier is a pure steel helmet, and he also carries a sword, so you can imagine how powerful he is!
Time seems to have stopped!
The ghost's face instantly turned from rosy to blue, and then from blue to pale.
The originally strong body seemed to have its bones and muscles pulled out, and the body suddenly curled up.
"Throw it down~" (Awoo~)
Who says boys don't have empathy?
Looking at the pitcher covering his crotch with his hands, he curled up on the court with a pale face.
The male compatriots present gasped and showed sympathy.
This must be painful...
"How despicable! You actually used such a sinister move."
Zheng Chen was so angry that he jumped up and down, pointing his finger at Xiao Yun and accusing him loudly, the anger on his face could no longer be concealed.
Just fight, what’s the point of kicking in the crotch?
Xiaoyun clasped his hands guiltily.
"Well, I apologize~"
"No one wants this to happen, but there is nothing we can do. Life is always full of surprises."
"Even if you are a father-in-law, you have to face life with a smile."
Hearing this, Masaomi almost gasped.
God damn father-in-law, God damn face life with a smile.
So it wasn't you who was beaten!
After a long while, Masaomi took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then slowly gave the order:
"Throw the ghost, throw it on the earth with all your strength!"
"Throw!"
At this moment, the throwing ghost looked at the soldier with a horse sword with red eyes, and his heart was filled with anger and desire for revenge.
It wants to avenge its own brother!
Therefore, the throwing ghost endured the pain in his crotch and rushed towards the soldier with the horse sword again, even if it meant taking the damage from the continuous slashes!
It grabbed the soldier with the colt sword, then jumped high up, creating a strong gust of wind, and was ready to smash the soldier with the colt sword to the ground!
Using the Earth's projection as a big move, do you think you are a good judge?
Xiao Yun remained calm and shouted at the moment the throwing ghost jumped up:
"It's now, little soldier with a colt's sword, the swallow returns!"
As he finished speaking, a white light suddenly appeared on the body of the soldier with the horse sword. He turned around smoothly and broke free from the embrace of the throwing ghost!
Masaomi was anxious and shouted:
"Don't let it get away, catch it and use the momentum to throw it!"
Hearing this, the throwing ghost tried his best, stretched out his arm and grabbed the left leg of the soldier with the colt sword tightly.
No matter how the Colt Sword Soldier attacked it, it just wouldn't let go. There was madness and persistence in its eyes, and it tried to dunk the Colt Sword Soldier!
Stay here, bastard!
Seeing that the toushuaigui was determined to pull the soldier with a scimitar off his horse, Xiaoyun's eyes flashed with determination, and he decided to fight with him to the end!
"Little soldier with a colt's sword, return with all your strength!"
Feeling Xiaoyun's determination, the soldier with the horse sword made up his mind and let the opponent use the force to throw him, while he raised his right leg high.
This time, the soldier with the colt sword gathered all the power of Yan Fan into his right leg.
Its right leg was like a battle axe, and the gathered power seemed to tear the surrounding air apart, and it kicked out with powerful momentum!
Boom boom!
With a loud bang, both parties landed at the same time!
The ground shook violently, and a thick cloud of smoke rose up, as if a small bomb had exploded on the field!
When the smoke cleared, the ghost had already fainted in the pit, with his arms still stretched out.
The soldier with the horse sword limped out of the pit. Although he was covered with scars, his eyes were still firm.
A true man never looks back!
The referee immediately announced: "The throwing ghost loses his ability to fight, and the horse sword soldier wins!"
Seeing the pitcher being carried away on a stretcher by Jigglypuff, the first game of the quarterfinals was over.
Xiaoyun successfully won the game.
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Then, the second game of the quarterfinals began.
Xiaozhi versus Archie.
Two and a half minutes later.
The hooded thug successfully defeated his opponent's Kung Fu Weasel and advanced to the semi-finals.
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The host Zhu Guang held up the microphone and shouted, "Next, please invite contestants Bai Lu and Kenya to the designated positions!"
"Can you please pronounce my pronunciation correctly~"
Kenny Yang complained and then entered the competition venue.
At the same time, Bai Lu was also ready, and then they both threw the Poké Ball at the same time.
"I leave it to you, King Yanwu!"
"Please, Ghost Fighter!"
The Pokémon of both teams were in position, and the stadium suddenly became quiet. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the game to begin.
Dong George stood on the commentary desk, supporting the table with both hands, and said excitedly:
"In this match, both sides have power-type Pokémon. If nothing goes wrong, it will be a fierce melee. I can't wait!"
It's called a fighting tournament, but few of the participants are serious fighting Pokémon.
What do you call this?
"Strike ghosts, bodybuilder!"
Kenny Yang had sharp eyes and gave orders loudly.
The strike ghost immediately took a deep breath, and the muscles on his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, making his already strong body appear even more sturdy.
"King Yanwu, come on, use the arm hammer!"
Bai Lu showed no sign of weakness and quickly swung her right hand downwards.
"Wu roar!"
King Yanwu roared and rushed out, his arms raised high!
The sturdy arm made a whistling sound, like a huge hammer, smashing hard at the striking ghost.
Seeing the situation, Kenny Yang shouted calmly.
"Don't panic and strike the ghost, take away the opponent's strength!"
The strike ghost reacted quickly. It dodged sideways nimbly and stretched out its hand to accurately grab King Yanwu's arm.
King Yanwu's powerful strength caused the ghost's feet to leave two deep marks on the ground, and it kept retreating.
In this scene, it seems that King Yanwu has the upper hand.
But in fact, it was cleverly caught and resolved by the striking ghost, and the latter's power was not released, just like hitting a ball of cotton.
Kenny Yang saw the right moment and shouted out orders.
"Split the tiles!"
The striking ghost jumped high, his arms like sharp tiles, and with great ferocity, he chopped heavily on King Yanwu's chest.
boom!
With a muffled sound, King Yanwu's body shook and he felt a dull pain in his chest.
The striking ghost has the blessing of bodybuilding and is not inferior to it in strength, which makes King Yanwu somewhat unexpected!
"Ah, King Yanwu, are you okay?"
Bai Lu's face was full of worry. She took a step forward and shouted anxiously.
"Wu roar!"
The second senior brother roared stubbornly, as if telling Bai Lu that he could still fight.
"It's good, let's continue."
Bai Lu frowned slightly, gritted her teeth, and gave a loud order.
"Use Push!"
Hearing this, King Yanwu stood firmly on the ground, stretched out his strong arms, and pushed hard towards the striking ghost.
The powerful force caused the surrounding air to vibrate.
"We are not afraid of close combat!"
Kenny Yang shouted excitedly with a confident smile on his face.
"Attack the ghosts, close combat!"
“Strike…!”
The strike ghost let out a roar and quickly shuttled in front of King Yanwu like an agile monkey!
Bang bang bang!
The next moment, its fists fell on King Yanwu as densely as raindrops!
Sonic booms suddenly sounded, each strike carrying a powerful impact.
"Wu Shout..."
King Yanwu could only passively resist by pushing hard, but under the violent attack of the strike ghost, his steps kept retreating.
Bai Lu was extremely anxious and shouted loudly.
"King Yanwu, use flame jet!"
There was a flame of fighting spirit burning in King Yanwu's eyes. He opened his mouth suddenly despite the attack from the attacking ghost!
call....!
A beam of scorching flame spurted out, bringing with it a rolling heat wave, and hit the attacking ghost head-on.
"Strike~"
The strike ghost was instantly engulfed in flames and let out a cry of pain.
"Good job, that's it, King Yanwu, increase the flames!"
Bai Lu shouted loudly, as if she had sounded the clarion call for a counterattack.
"Fight the ghosts and show your courage!"
As soon as Kenny finished speaking, the strike ghost broke out from the flames!
Although his body was a little charred, his fighting spirit was still high and his momentum was not diminished at all.
Kenny Yang was relieved to see that the strike ghost was safe and sound, and gave orders again.
"Keep using Bodybuilding!"
The ghost used the same old trick again and his muscles swelled up again.
This time, its momentum becomes even more powerful!
"Charge forward, King Yanwu, and use the arm hammer!"
Bai Lu was not willing to be outdone. Her eyes were full of unwillingness to admit defeat, and she once again commanded King Yanwu to attack.
King Yanwu roared, swung his heavy arm again, and smashed it hard at the striking ghost.
Seeing this, Kenny Yang shouted, "Stop it!"
After saying this, the Striking Ghost quickly raised his arm, his muscles suddenly tensed, and veins on his arm bulged.
With the help of two bodybuilding exercises, the strike ghost no longer needs to rely on force dissipation and can confront King Yanwu head-on!
boom!
This time, the striking ghost's arm was like steel, causing King Yanwu's arm hammer to remain in mid-air.
Even though King Yanwu continued to roar and press down hard, he still could not make any progress!
In the audience, Xiao Yun said calmly: "The result is obvious. Bai Lu is going to lose."
When the powerful King Yanwu is unable to put pressure on his opponent head-on, defeat is only a matter of time.
No one refuted Xiaoyun.
They could all see that Kenyan had really put a lot of effort into training this striking ghost, and its strength should not be underestimated.
"Split the tiles!"
Following Kenny Yang's order, the striking ghost's arm turned into a sharp blade again and chopped down fiercely towards King Yanwu's arm hammer.
Boom boom!
The powerful impact forced King Yanwu to retreat again and again, and his body gradually lost balance, but his attack on the ghosts was not over yet!
“Strike!”
The striking ghost leaped down from the sky, its body spinning like a high-speed spinning top.
His palm was like a knife, with a whistling sound, hitting King Yanwu on the back of the neck.
This blow seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. King Yanwu's eyes rolled back, his body collapsed, and he fainted on the spot.
The referee dropped the flag: "King Yanwu has lost his ability to fight!"
Wow!
The stadium instantly became boiling, and they were extremely excited by the fist-fighting match.
Although the fights and counterattacks in the previous games were equally exciting, this kind of close combat is more immersive.
Bang bang bang, so exciting.
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