I'm no elf

Chapter 379 Defeat Ye Yue and advance to the quarterfinals

"Oh my god, the flame chicken is too fast!" The commentator exclaimed.

Indeed, the speed of the flame chicken is quite outrageous. When the flame chicken comes at full speed, ordinary people can only see countless afterimage tracks on the field.

The flames of the two fists became more and more fierce, and the flame chicken came to Chaomeng in the blink of an eye and punched continuously.

"Good come!"

Chaomeng also condensed a translucent spiritual blade from his left arm, and crossed it with his right arm in front of his body for defense.

Bang bang bang!
The flame chicken swung three punches in the blink of an eye, and all the huge fists burning with flames hit Chaomeng's sharp blade.

"Flame chicken, stop!"

After discovering that the attack had no expected effect, Ye Yue quickly changed his words.

After the flame chicken heard this, his eyes changed, and he withdrew his last punch, ready to pull back a distance.

But if you want to leave after hammering someone, how can you get such a good treatment?I saw Chaomeng swinging the knife quickly with lightning speed, and the spiritual blade in his arm swept towards the flame chicken like lightning.

Ye Yue didn't react at all, but the flame chicken responded by relying on the instinct of the body.

The arms are subconsciously blocked in front of him, but this can only play a negligible role.Chaomeng's mental sharp blade drew a beautiful arc, hitting the flame chicken's arm and torso.

"My God! Chaomeng's spiritual blade hit the flame chicken!" The commentator was stunned after reacting, and shouted.

The flame chicken was hit, and Ye Yue could see it clearly now, and his heart that had just let go was suspended again.

"Flame Kick!"

In this case, exchange injury for injury!Ye Yue became ruthless, and simply continued to give the order to attack.

Enduring the severe pain, the flame chicken roared, and the next second, a flaming whip leg on its right foot swept towards Chaomeng.

However, Chaomeng seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and the sharp blade on his left arm stood up, miraculously blocking the unexpected attack.

The whip kicked on the sharp blade with a muffled sound, and the strength was perfectly blocked.

Seeing this, the flame chicken's heart turned cold. It can respond to such an attack. What kind of monster is the opponent?

So, the flame chicken gritted its teeth and attacked to the end. It was clutching its chest, its right foot did not retract, but it maintained this posture. With a strong effort on its left foot, its body rose into the air, and its two feet entangled Chaomeng in the air. The left arm was raised up, wanting to be ruthless.

The flame chicken, known for its well-developed legs, is confident that it can use this move to inflict severe damage on Chaomeng's arm. If it goes well, it is even confident that it can directly wring the opponent's arm.

"What kind of trick is this? In desperation, the flame chicken jumped up and twisted Chaomeng's arm!" The commentator also said frightened.

"Flame Chicken!" The eager Ye Yue couldn't help exclaiming, he didn't expect that Flame Chicken would use this trick by himself.

With Chaomeng's left arm clamped between his legs, the flame chicken turned over forcefully and twisted his feet.

Click!

With the crisp sound of the blade breaking, the flame chicken's move smoothly shattered Chaomeng's spiritual blade.

"Chaomeng's sharp blade is broken!" Seeing this scene, many viewers stood up from their chairs.

That is an incomparably vigorous Chaomeng. Could it be that the legend of this game ends here?
"Successful?!" Ye Yue himself couldn't believe it.

However, Chaomeng's unresponsive figure and the invisible face covered under the hood made him feel bad.

They have already been broken by their opponents, how can they be so calm?

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, the flame chicken on the field retracted its legs, endured the pain, and adjusted its posture in the air to land.

It knew at close range that the blow just now not only shattered Chaomeng's sharp blade, but also twisted the opponent's arm to an incredible angle, and it was most likely broken.

Thinking of this flame chicken, he couldn't help letting out a long breath, his previous efforts were finally not in vain.

But just when it was about to think of a way further, Chaomeng moved.

The left arm drooped to one side weakly like that, a sharp blue light flashed in Chaomeng's eyes, and the sharp blade of the right arm attacked like a ghost, picking up from below, and towards the throat of the flame chicken like lightning.

Clean and neat movements without the slightest hesitation.

The flame chicken's pupils shrank sharply.

impossible!Does this guy have no reaction when his arm is broken?

The body desperately wanted to retreat subconsciously to avoid it, but it was too late, the sharp blade pointed directly at its neck, and it was about to stab itself.

Perhaps it was too hasty to retreat, and the Flaming Chicken lost its center of gravity in fright, and it accidentally fell to the ground clumsily with its left foot mixed with its right foot.

It was like a dream, the sharp blade changed from stabbing to chopping, and the azure blue sword light drew an inverted "V" shape in the air, cutting through the air to the flame chicken's head.

It's all over.

This was Flame Chicken's last thought.

Originally, he thought that by disabling one of the opponent's arms, he could take advantage of it and turn defeat into victory, but he didn't think that the opponent was a monster at all, with his arm twisted so horribly, and he could attack at an unabated speed.

Mewtwo is so terrifying!
The translucent sharp blade that was getting closer and closer, as well as the endless pressure like a tide, filled the flame chicken with fear.

It is now sitting on the ground, without the arrogance it had at the beginning.

"Stop! I admit defeat!"

At the critical moment, Ye Yue pulled his neck and roared.

It was said that Chaomeng didn't intend to make things difficult on purpose, and the blade stayed less than ten centimeters away from the flame chicken, pointing steadily at it.

The blue light in the hood dissipated a little, as if the battle was over.

"Because Ye Yue surrendered, Chaomeng won this round!" The referee raised a small flag, and he couldn't get enough of the wonderful close combat.

Hearing this voice, Chaomeng withdrew his knife and turned around.

The flame chicken let out a long breath, and fell limply on the ground in relief, panting heavily with lingering fear.

It almost thought it was going to die just now.

"Flame Chicken, are you okay?"

Ye Yue hurried to the side of the flame chicken, and checked its injuries with concern.

It's just that he was hit head-on by the spiritual blade a few times, so it's not a big problem.

The flame chicken stood up with Ye Yue's support, and couldn't help looking at Chaomeng. It was curious about what kind of expression this guy had under the hood.

However, this glance made it a little stunned.

Chaomeng was standing in place at this time, the originally distorted and deformed left arm shimmered, and then, like a superb healing trick, the left arm slowly returned to its original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This time, Chaomeng made his own decision, did not use mental power, nor used self-recovery, but only used the spiritual blade to fight the flame chicken.

After trying to swing his left arm twice, Mewtwo stretched his recovered left arm back under the cloak.

What kind of resilience is this?The flame chicken was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Did the opponent still have reservations about his feelings in the match just now?

"Contestant Ye Yue lost all six Pokémon, so contestant Zi wins this game!"

On the big screen, only Zi's profile picture remained.

"Let's congratulate player Zi for advancing to the top eight!" The commentator shouted loudly.

Symbolically standing up and beckoning, Zi Kan didn't look at the sighing Ye Yue, and slowly walked out of the battlefield with Chaomeng.

"Let's go, flame chicken..."

Slightly supporting the flame chicken, Ye Yue also started to leave.

He knew that his trip to the Silver Conference ended like this, and regrettably stopped at sixteen and eight.

The flame corns moved, looking in the direction where Chaomeng left, with mixed feelings in his heart.

It still wants to say something, but it's stuck in its throat.

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(End of this chapter)