This elf world is a bit strange

"Nero!"

The pit was neither big nor deep. The swimmer, who was suddenly shocked, just pushed with both hands and rushed out with wet mud all over his legs.

But this simple action caused it to lose half a move again.

"Emperor Nabo, the swallow returns!"

Firio would not miss any window of opportunity. As soon as he gave the order, when the Mosquito-Repellent Swimmer was still in the air, Emperor Nabo's wings had already swung over.

"Swish"

In an instant, Emperor Nabo flew past the mosquito-repellent swimmer, and his sharp wings cut across its waist, leaving two long and narrow wounds.

Using speed to defeat slowness, as one gains strength while the other loses strength, Emperor Nabo, who was already much faster than his fellows, at this moment showed his sharpness and swiftness that completely crushed the mosquito-repellent swimmer.

And all it paid for was a feather that had just fallen to the ground.

"Mosquito-repellent swimmer, don't give it a chance to distance itself! Stick to it, and the abyss will roll!"

Korni's response was timely. Just when Emperor Nabo was taking advantage and preparing to create distance and display his fighting skills by relying on his huge body and wings that were an inch long and strong, the Mosquito-Repellent Swimmer shook himself up, shouted angrily, and rushed straight in front of Emperor Nabo.

"bang"

The sound of muscles colliding spread throughout the venue under the recording of the aerial camera Rotom, making people's blood boil.

Despite suffering a powerful blow to the back, the Mosquito-Repellent Swimmer implemented Cornelia's strategy without hesitation, knocking Emperor Napo to the ground and engaging in a head-on hand-to-hand combat in which both sides suffered losses, thus eliminating Emperor Napo's footwork advantage.

However, just as the two Pokémon were entangled in the mud, something unexpected happened that Kornie had not expected.

A flash of white light shone from the body of Emperor Nabo, and then a cold aura surged out from his body.

"Is it actually a weakness insurance? No wonder the Emperor let Nabo deal with the Mosquito-Repellent Swimmer... Now that little girl Korni will be in trouble." Yan Kai, who was whispering with Zhimi, fixed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned his head with interest, and looked at the situation on the field.

"Empe!——"

The small card hidden under the heavy feathers disappeared in the light. The Emperor Nabo, whose energy suddenly increased, jumped up instantly. In the contest of strength, he forcibly turned the tables and pulled the mosquito-repellent swimmer who was lying on his abdomen down with all his strength.

The mosquito-repellent swimmer who had just been wrestling with Emperor Nabo on equal terms felt an unstoppable and powerful force falling on him. His center of gravity was unstable and he rolled to the ground. Before he could get up, the sharp horns flashing with cold light stabbed at him.

"Swimmer, hold on!"

"Emperor Nabo, peck the diamond!"

"puff--"

A faint white light attached to the mosquito-repellent swimmer's body surface, barely blocking out the sharp corners of the crown that were deeply embedded in the body.

A huge pain and a feeling of weakness enveloped the whole body of the mosquito-repellent swimmer, making even he, who had a strong character, unable to withstand it.

At the critical moment, it gritted its teeth, and grabbed Emperor Nabo's head, pressing it tightly against its body, its eyes firm and resolute.

Feeling its determination, Korni gave an order: "Mosquito-repellent swimmer, Batou!"

"Nero!"

Gathering up his last bit of courage, his short and thick limbs now showed their unique characteristic of being an inch shorter and more dangerous. He entangled Emperor Nabo tightly, put on a strange fighting posture, entangled him with all his might, and then pushed him towards the sky.

"Bam—"

The twisted muscles burst out with their last bit of energy, pressing against Emperor Nabo's abdomen, which had just been injured by the rolling abyss, and pushing it up into the sky.

"Nero..."

Watching the red light disappear from his sight, the mosquito-repellent swimmer sighed with relief, his consciousness faded like the tide, and he fell to the ground completely.

In the last ray of sight, it saw a giant dragon rising into the sky.

"Mosquito-Swim has lost his ability to fight! The winner is King Nabo! King Nabo has been rotated out due to skill restrictions, and Firion's next Pokémon will be Dragonite! The score is now 1-0, Firion is leading, please ask Korne to replace the Pokémon!"

On the big screen, with the referee's decision, Filio scored the first goal, and warm applause broke out in the stadium.

The crowded Miami Arena instantly split into two distinct camps.

From the manipulation of details at the beginning, to the use of weakness insurance, to the pecking drill to turn defense into offense, Firio's command and Emperor Nabo's on-the-spot reaction were perfect. They successfully defeated Corny's vanguard at the cost of only abdominal injuries.

But at the last moment, relying on instinctive reaction and firm will, Korni and Mosquito Swimmer's counterattack made Firio's pre-match plan of "at least one against two" fall into vain. With the end of the rotation, the effect of the weakness insurance also came to an end.

With the experience accumulated from thousands of battles, Korni's flash of inspiration helped her to minimize the losses.

The clash between rationality and sensibility, tactics and momentum, was fully demonstrated from the first match.

The two people with two completely different trainer styles also won thunderous applause.

But for this battle where all cards are bound to be revealed, this is just the end of the prologue.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dragonite. Well done." A red light flashed, and Dragonite was taken back into the Poké Ball. Korne held it tightly in her palm, her tone full of encouragement and comfort. Then, she raised her head and looked at Dragonite flapping its wings and flying in the sky.

There was no sight of the Mega Stone, nor was there any intention to try to evolve, which means... the Mega Hand in this battle was not it, but Kotaku!

After a moment of thought, she had made a decision.

With a flick of his fingertips, a new Poké Ball appeared in his palm.

"Wrestling Eagle, it's decided to be you!"

Like a wrestler about to compete on stage, the wrestling eagle spread his wings and struck a heroic posture.

Wrestling Hawkman

Gender: Female

Attributes: Fighting, Flying

Features: Lightweight

Energy accumulation: 57

It has gorgeous feathers and a nimble yet strong body. Although its size is only a fraction of that of Dragonite, its imposing manner is no weaker.

A year has passed, and it, which has been with Korne day and night since the Pokémon egg, has made rapid progress. Not only is its extreme speed something it is proud of, but even its strength, which it was not very good at before, is now enough to compete with large Pokémon.

A gleaming golden orb was tied around its waist, and its tactical purpose was clear at a glance.

"Come on, Firion! I'll show you my quick attack!" Korni was full of fighting spirit and shouted, "Wrestling Eagle, use throwing!"

"Hey Summer!"

"Swish"

With a wave of his sharp claws, the thin rope around his waist broke immediately, and the huge golden ball was held in the palm of the wrestling eagle man, who aimed at the direction of the Tyrannosaurus and threw it with all his strength.

The golden sphere flew through the air with great force and was unstoppable, proving that you get what you pay for.

Faced with such a swift attack, Firion did not dare to be careless at all: "Volatile Dragon, hold on!"

A green light curtain stretched across the body of the Dragonite, like an indestructible rock barrier, firmly blocking the incoming golden beads.

But this is just a feint by the Wrestling Eagle. If it works, that would be the best. If not, it would just be a little bit of icing on the cake.

As the huge golden bead was thrown out, the light equipment feature was triggered again, and the speed of the wrestling eagle man climbed to the limit, almost exceeding the limit of human eye capture.

Unlike the unfamiliarity it had a year ago, at this moment not only has its absolute speed increased significantly, it has also already completely mastered this power and will never lose control due to extreme speed again.

The red and green afterimage flashed by, and without any trial, it reappeared in front of Dragonite.

"Right now, charge forward, brave bird attack!"

The huge speed difference made it impossible for the Dragonite to react. With a "bang", the ferocious dragon head tilted to the side under the impact of the Wrestling Eagle Man. When the dragon's tail swung, the Wrestling Eagle Man had already pulled away, stopped in the sky, and roared with his head raised.

The speed advantage that Firion had not had time to experience just now was utilized to the extreme by Korni at this moment.

But what neither she nor the Wrestling Eagle Man noticed was that an extremely terrifying phantom of a dragon head was quietly condensing behind the Wrestling Eagle Man.

Since there is such a huge speed difference, it would be difficult to catch up with Dragon Dance, so we must play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses, and limit the speed of the Wrestling Eagle Man.

When the wrestling eagle man noticed the stagnation of energy flow in his body, the die was cast.

It's [Ghost Mask].

Fast and slow is the art of fighting.

The scene of the battle between the dream demon and the wrestling eagle man in the past appeared in the minds of both of them at the same time.

"Flying Dragon, Dragon Wave!"

"Wrestling Eagle Man, Divine Bird Slam!"

The speed gap narrowed, and the two of them decided to change their tactics at the same time.

The sky was filled with rain of light, weaving an impenetrable net.

But in the ambush from all sides, the wrestling eagle man still relied on his agility to dodge and move, rose to high altitude, and with the help of the sun's cover, escaped from the pursuit of the Tyrannosaurus.

In the blink of an eye, the momentum of the divine bird's attack was complete, and the wrestling eagle man rushed towards the violent dragon with a flash of cold light like a divine weapon unsheathed.

"Violent Dragon, go forward and hammer with your mind!"

Seeing that even with the restrictions of Ghost Mask, the Wrestling Eagle's speed was still far beyond his expectations, Firion no longer hesitated and made a prompt decision to exchange injury for injury.

The blood-red wings flapped vigorously, and in an instant, the speed of the Tyrannosaurus reached the extreme. Even though it was far inferior to the Wrestling Eagle Man, it should not be underestimated. It rolled up a whistling gale and caught up from below with great momentum.

"boom--"

The airflow and energy intertwined, just like a speeding train colliding in mid-air. The sharp sound of breaking through the air and the deafening explosion merged into one. A huge fireball rose due to the collision of energy, setting off a rolling air wave, penetrating the barrier of the energy barrier and blowing so hard that the people in the stands could not open their eyes.

But in a moment, in the fireball, the figure of Wrestling Falcon rushed out first, followed by Dragonite. The smoke marks of the explosion were clearly visible on the bodies of the two Pokémon, but it was completely unable to stop their fight.

The two Pokémon used Dragon Dance, Sword Dance, and High-Speed ​​Movement to the limit at a speed that was barely visible to the naked eye. They fought back and forth in the air dozens of times, fighting for every inch of land.

......

......

On one side is an aerial assassin who prides himself on his speed and can move freely and swiftly.

The other side is an extremely powerful beast that does not take ordinary attacks seriously.

In the stands, spectators from all over the country who rarely had such an experience of watching a game could only see afterimages separating and merging in the air and hear the sounds of muscles colliding one after another, but they all shouted that it was exciting.

Only a few experienced enthusiasts with dynamic vision and rich combat experience could see some of the clues.

The brief but unprecedentedly fierce confrontation looked very lively, but in fact it was more like a lot of noise but little results.

Just as Dragonite and Firion were wary of Korni and Wrestling Eagle's mobility, the opponents were also wary of the powerful attack power that Dragonite was proud of. The unstoppable dragon claws were not just beautiful ornaments, but real killing weapons.

After dozens of attacks, the sharp teeth and claws of the wrestling eagle left countless scars of varying sizes on the body of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, but he was never able to launch a decisive winning attack. He could only accumulate advantages little by little in the mutual attrition of physical strength, but instead made himself exhausted and out of breath.

The price of maintaining flight at the maximum speed is several times the physical energy consumed by the Tyrannosaurus. Space and energy are fair, and the loss increases with every additional meter flown. Even though the wrestling eagle man has a light figure, the constant sudden stops and turns, offense and defense, will quickly drain his physical strength.

But it did not dare to be careless at all, because facing it was the ultimate physical monster in the true sense of the word.

Even if it succeeds countless times, a single powerful attack from the Tyrannosaurus Rex will make it unbearable.

"Swish"

The afterimage passed by, leaving another shallow mark on the abdomen of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, which connected with the previous dozen or so crisscross wounds, like a big net.

It's not that we don't want to expand the damage, but we are powerless to do so.

Feeling a sense of emptiness in his body, the Wrestling Eagle Man hovered not far in front of the Tyrannosaurus Rex. His chest heaved violently as he took deep breaths of air to cool his already burning internal organs.

Looking at the wrestling eagle man who finally stopped flying and took a breath, a cold smile flashed across the corner of Tyrannosaurus' eyes, and he took a bite of the pomelo fruit hidden in the inner layer of the armor.

With a sudden pang in his heart, the Wrestling Eagle realized that something bad was happening.

Under its gaze, the momentum of the Dragonite, which was nourished by its vitality, rose again.

The burn marks and scars all over its body are like medals of manliness, making this victorious dragon even more bold.

"Boman!——"

Roaring angrily, the Tyrannosaurus attacked again, chasing after the Wrestling Eagle Man.

"Violent Dragon, use Dragon Wave again!"

The same command conveys completely different signals.

Although it did not fully understand Firion's intention, it completely trusted its trainer and chose to do as he was told without hesitation. It opened its mouth wide and spewed dazzling white light into the sky.

In a blink of an eye, countless tiny beams of light separated from it and bombarded the wrestling eagle man one after another, forcing him to speed up again.

But things are different now. The physical strength of the wrestling eagle man can no longer support the extraordinary speed that completely reaches or even exceeds the limits of his race.

The flight trajectory was no longer as artistic as at the beginning, and the circling posture was less relaxed and at ease. Facing the fierce energy attack, the wrestling eagle man looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

Dense beams of light exploded on the grass, raising countless pieces of charred grass and soil. The wrestling eagle man's body was covered in sweat and his eyes were filled with fatigue.