Earthquake? Tsunami? The shaking came and went quickly. Before the crowd could react, it stopped.

Probably caused by the crashing of the nearby waves. Or it is a normal phenomenon of crustal mountain activity on the bottom of the island.

For the tremor was not strong and did not last, so was thought in the hearts of all the people. It's normal for small islands to shake from time to time. Everyone, including the young master and the palace beauty, did not take this shock to heart.

Only Jelf kept an eye on him, and his intuition told him that it was not that simple.

If it weren't for the fact that the scope of the 'circle' in the pocket world was narrowed to the extreme, the entire new island would have been covered with his own thoughts.

The anomaly of the castle did not disturb the two people who were fighting, including the palace beauties, as if they did not hear it. Perhaps the battle in front of them was clearly more important in the eyes of several people.

"Ancient Armor!" Like Cradle Lily, he is an ancient elf armor of the Ultra-Ancient Elves, and he has the same appearance as an ancient crab, but in human form.

"Don't give him a chance, Fire Fang!"

"Protection"

The young master did not rush to attack, but instead issued a defensive order instead of normal. Originally, for the tyrannosaurus, which consumed a lot of physical strength, it was supposed to be the best opportunity to recover its physical strength.

However, as if he was stunned, Mikoli not only gave up the steady and steady way, ignored the panting tyrannosaurus, but also blindly adopted a policy of forcible attack.

When he was killed by the telekinetic earth puppet to the limit of a string of fours, Mikeli's mood was already chaotic.

In a few moments, the Tyrannosaurus was exhausted.

Naturally, the young master would not let go of this opportunity, seized the opportunity between the attacks of the tyrannosaurus, and used the primordial power of the primeval armor to fight back in one fell swoop.

There was only one elf left.

Menas is worthy of being Mikoli's trump card, a beautiful and powerful existence. It's just that the young master is not an ordinary trainer, and he wants to defeat the opponent's three elves in a row with Menas alone.

Unless the young master has a sudden convulsion, the probability is almost zero.

The Tyrannosaurus's defeat was a sign that Mikoli had buried his last chance with his own hands.

Unsurprisingly, Menas defeated the primeval armor and defeated the young master's fifth elf, Bosco Dora. Finally face the opponent's trump card, the giant gold monster.

In his heyday, Menas faced the giant gold monster, and the strength of the two sides was only in the middle of the two. Menas, who can consume a lot of physical strength, is facing the giant gold monster in its heyday, and the result... Naturally, there is no suspense.

"Lose... Lost...? Menas fell in front of the young master's giant golden monster with a mournful scream, and Mikoli fell into the ring in a distracted manner, as if his soul had been drained.

"It shouldn't be, it's weird." Sirona had an expression of disbelief: "Although I don't like Mikoli, I still know him as a person. He's not the kind of man with a vain mentality. On the contrary, there is a firm heart beneath his pompous surface. ”

"That level is simply not enough to break down his psychological defenses. Even the way of fighting has changed. ”

As Sirona said, in the past, Mikoli's battles were both gorgeous and powerful. Mikoli, who adopted strong offensive tactics, did not say that the battle was gorgeous, and there was not even a trace of beauty.

It is not in line with Mikoli's usual approach.

"I see."

Sirona sighed softly when she heard a voice on the side, and quickly turned around, only to find that it was Jelf who spoke.

"Does Mr. Jerph know why?"

Instead of answering Sirona directly, Jelf threw the question to another person behind him: "I'm sure Mr. Chisato can see it too, right?" ”

"Mikoli didn't lose unjustly."

Chisato's determined face was full of solemnity, and Sirona could see a hint of it... Wrath?!

"It's the same way that the champion will use this method."

The sarcasm in the words couldn't be more obvious.

Yes, Chisato dislikes Mikoli as much as Sirona. But when it comes to trainers, they agree with Mikoli's strength.

If they had defeated Mikli, they wouldn't have said anything...

"Mental power clay puppet..."

Chisato only spit out four words, after all, he is a champion-level powerhouse, and after Chisato prompted him, Sirona instantly understood. There was also a warm anger on her face.

The change in Mikkeli's fighting style began with the appearance of the telekinetic earth puppet.

Mikoli... It's shaded.

At the moment when the telekinetic earth puppet fell, a skill was also used. The target is none other than Mikkeli.

'Parting Gift'

"See?" After being exposed, the young master did not feel any discomfort, but praised him: "You are very good. ”

"Then you'll be my next opponent."

"I can't ask for it." Chisato didn't have any expression on his face, but Jerf could clearly sense that he was really angry.

It's just that the game is an unlimited elf battle, and there is no rule that the trainer himself cannot be attacked.

So the young master's approach is not considered a foul.

"Get out of here." Chisato passed past Mikoli, who was half-kneeling on the ground, without even looking at him.

"At the end of the day, it's your own carelessness. As a trainer, if you lose, you lose. ”

"If just losing a fight makes you decadent, then you don't qualify for the Fortune Championship at all. I will tell my son to stay away from you. for his master's instrument is no more than that. ”

After saying that, he ignored Mikoli.

Mikoli, who was originally blind, had a slight ripple in his eyes. Apparently it was Chisato's words that worked.

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is none other than your enemy.

Chisato and Mikoli's relationship is definitely not a good friend, especially since the two have a disagreement over the cultivation of a certain imp called Ruby, and they are definitely enemies.

The kind of mortal enemy!

"Don't think about it, that's my beloved disciple."

"Hmph."

...

Qianli clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at the young master with his eyes, compared to the aura of Mikli, the phantom master of water, the momentum of Qianli was like a mountain, and the people who were pressed were breathless.

"Your elf had better take it for treatment, I can wait for you."

"If you want to face me with the remnants of your army, I'll let you know what regret is."

Chisole's always domineering approach has put himself in the position of the master, and said unceremoniously.

This remark sounds a bit noisy.

However, there is one thing he did say, there are few elves in the young master's hands who have the strength to fight again. After all, Mikoli is not a vegetarian, and after defeating him, there are few elves in the young master's hands that can fight. If you rely on this, there is basically no suspense for thousands of miles.

Qianli has the title of the strongest trainer in the Fangyuan region.

"Heh..."The young master chuckled, and saw the palace beauty who was originally standing on the referee's bench slowly walking towards the young master with a plate at this time. On the plate were a few Poké Balls with strange shapes, which at first glance were not ordinary.

He was prepared.