There was silence in the battlefield, except for the pitiful screams of the man with the eyes, which filled the entire competition venue and lingered for a long time.
The black-robed magistrate on the side did not stop the stinking mud from being swallowed up. He just pressed the headset and ordered the staff to come in and clean up the scene.
"Baiduo~"
The stinky mud squirmed with its big mouth, chewing the bloody fiery monkey corpse, with a satisfied expression on its face. After eating and drinking, it crawled towards the door.
"The first match is over. I wonder who my opponent will be next?"
Outside the black iron door, stinky mud has followed. The dirty smell arouses disgust from the trainers passing by, and they all avoid it, fearing that the mud will contaminate their bodies.
Everyone's reactions were also caught in Fang Yin's eyes. He did not speak, but walked forward quietly. His face was still cold and there was no expression at all. Occasionally, a faint smile would appear at the corner of his mouth.
…
Outside the transparent glass walls on both sides, many spectators with different identities were sitting on the expensive sofa seats in the high-end competition area. These big shots with mysterious identities were watching everything on the field with great interest.
The neon lights were flashing constantly, and a group of charming girls in strange costumes twisted their waists and danced passionately in the center of the dance floor.
In the center of the arena, a burly man was fighting with a ninja wearing a black ninja uniform, holding a short sword and wearing a mask, making constant banging noises.
"Boom boom boom.!!!"
The collision of ninjutsu and martial arts, the sound of metal collision was endless, and for a while the whole space seemed to be shaking.
On the other side, Wei Li clenched his four fists, and white energy wrapped around his fists, forming a giant bubble. As the fists struck, the bubbles shattered, and a violent wave of air rolled endlessly, rushing towards the oncoming flying aircraft.
The shurikens collided with each other in mid-air, and the explosion produced a series of energy fluctuations.
Wei Li is very powerful, but the opponent is also a formidable opponent.
It was a dark black Koga ninja frog with large white bubbles on each limb. Its pink tongue was like a scarf, wrapped around its neck. Its extremely flexible body was like a dexterous gecko, leaping left and right on the ring.
Its speed is as fast as lightning, and its attack methods are even more cunning and weird. Every move is an afterimage, making it impossible to capture its true figure.
"boom!!!"
Suddenly, in the middle of the ring, Wei Li seized the opportunity, and a pair of blood-red eyes burst out with scarlet light, as if he was a demon coming out of hell.
The Koga Ninja was stunned for an instant, and it involuntarily took two steps back. It was stunned for a moment before it reacted.
However, how could Wei Li give up this rare opportunity?
Suddenly, it took a deep breath, concentrated its energy, and suddenly activated its skills.
"Guli!"
"Boohoo...!!!"
Strands of yellow lightning condensed on the four fists, and as the monster roared, four rays of lightning struck the enemy on the opposite side from various angles.
Facing the oncoming thunder, Koga Ninja frowned, and the water energy circulated crazily in his body, quickly forming a blue ball between his hands, and then threw it violently, colliding with the thunder and lightning bombarded by the strange force.
together.
The two energies canceled each other out and exploded in the air, forming a hurricane that blew up dust all over the sky and obscured the line of sight, making it impossible to see clearly what was going on in the arena.
In the VIP private box, three men in suits and leather shoes were sitting on the Kentero cowhide sofa.
"Who do you think will win this time?" a gray-haired man asked.
"Do you need to guess at this? Of course it's Nujia!" The middle-aged man with a beard on the high-end sofa on the left replied confidently, seeming to be full of confidence in Nujia.
"Oh? So confident?" The fat man holding the charming girl in his arms asked in surprise after hearing this, shaking the red wine glass in his hand.
"hehe!!!"
"To be honest, our Bass family has already listed Nujia as an important training target. I am personally looking forward to it. I hope he can kill his opponents on the field and prove himself!"
The bearded middle-aged man laughed and drank the red wine in the goblet. A trace of scarlet flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care and continued:
"If Nujia advances to the advanced division, the Bass family can also use him to visit various cities in the Kanto region and obtain the qualifications to enter the gambling table!"
After saying this, the other two senior executives nodded in agreement.
The Underground Pokémon Contest also has a very special setting, that is, the forces behind the high-level combatants can use Pokémon battles to gain huge profits and resolve any business disputes.
"I heard that some time ago, he destroyed three pharmaceutical factories of Norton Company in anger..."
"Now that I can fight with peace of mind, I'm afraid your protection is indispensable!"
The greasy fat man hugged the beautiful woman in his arms and teased her frivolously, looking lewd.
"That's natural!"
"As long as he can win, the Bass family will definitely give him a generous reward!"
The middle-aged man with a beard said with a smile.
Suddenly.
On the Kentero cowhide sofa, the gray-haired man interrupted inappropriately:
"The people in Carlos Ninja Village are not good people. A big family that has been passed down for thousands of years always has some trump cards. Although it has declined recently, it still has a lot of power. If Nujia wants to win, it will not be easy...
....”
Hearing this, everyone could not help but fall silent.
"I wonder if any good seeds have been born in the junior competition area recently? If so, please help me keep an eye on it."
The short and fat man thought for a while and suddenly suggested.
"Um!"
Everyone nodded in agreement and made calculations in their hearts.
In the past few days, the Underground Pokémon Junior Division has received a lot of news, among which several trainers have performed outstandingly. They also plan to pay attention to see if they can recruit them.
After all, the benefits brought by each fighter are no less than a high-end wealth!
…
In the glass walkway.
After a while, Fang Yin returned to the trainer's reception area, glanced at the crowd around him, then sat on his original sofa and continued to rest with his eyes closed.
In the underground Pokémon trials, he needs to win five games in total before he can become a junior fighter registered in the alliance.
Normally, there is no fixed time for the trials, and participating trainers can conduct multiple competitions in one day. Of course, the premise is that the elves can withstand the damage and the constant consumption of mental power.
Time passes slowly.
"Ugh~, it really stinks!"
“I hate the smell the most!!”
"Ah, disgusting elf!!!"
Waves of low cursing sounds came from all around.
The trainers and elves sitting near Fang Yin subconsciously covered their noses and stood up to leave, for fear of being fainted here.
"Baiduo~"
As if feeling people's malice, Xiuni lay on Fang Yin's shoulder in a depressed mood and rubbed his arm with his head.
"Don't worry about other people's eyes, just follow your heart, just keep your thoughts clear and your mentality stable!"
The sticky feeling stuck to his skin, making Fang Yin smile and comfort him softly.
The reason why he hasn't left yet is because he benefited a lot from the battle with Fiery Monkey, and Stinky Mud didn't consume much energy. It's better to strike while the iron is hot, win the second game, and then leave.
Although I don’t know who the opponent is, I have no way to turn back. Either I will become a junior fighter, or... I will be buried here!
If he hadn't been suffering from illness, perhaps Fang Yin wouldn't have chosen this cruel and bloody path. Unfortunately, he had no choice now!
"..."
"call......,"
A slight snoring sounded, and the little guy Xiuni actually fell asleep. I don't know if he heard his nagging.
"Really..."
Seeing this, he shook his head in confusion and continued to close his eyes and rest.
...
In the center of the selection venue, a wonderful battle is taking place.
"Stinky Mud, use poisonous gas to fill the air with poisonous smoke!"
Outside the rock field, Fang Yin, who was wearing a white suit, had his hands behind his back, looking down at Paraster who was fighting fiercely in the field, with a playful smile on his lips.
That's right, this time the opponent of Stinky Mud is the insect-type and grass-type Parasit. With its outstanding strength, it is a very destructive opponent.
As for Parasite's trainer, he is a teenage boy with a very childish face and mended clothes, which shows the poverty of his master.
