Elf: Opening plan flashing golden monster

Chapter 45 Sandstorm Competition, Start!
Because all the games are to be completed in one day, only one elf can be used in the whole process.

Therefore, trainers have nothing to hide from their elves.

North-facing nose, Kodora, Longlong stone, etc. are very common.

Occasionally, there are two diamond-horned rhinoceros and tree monsters, which are considered rare species.

Mingzheng's Gala Gala is relatively rare, so it has attracted a lot of attention.

But soon, the appearance of several elves immediately attracted the attention of all the players.

Dragon + desert dragonfly on the ground!
The final evolution of Cocoa Dora, Boss Cocoa Dora!

The sense of oppression is max, the big steel snake of steel + ground!

Mingzheng only felt that it was a feast for his eyes, and he was secretly looking forward to the mighty and domineering after the evolution of his iron dumbbells!

"A quasi-god, a quasi-god!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and everyone's eyes were drawn to it again.

Mingzheng was no exception, he had even guessed in his heart.

Is it Bangeras, Biting Land Shark, or Metagross? !

"Oh~ the metal monster hasn't evolved yet."

Discussions sounded again from the crowd, and the contestants heaved a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's just a metal monster.

Everyone thought so in their hearts, but they all put it on their faces, not wanting to be so obvious.

Mingzheng didn't care, he ignored everyone's scrutiny and walked straight towards the metal monster.

He simply wanted to see what an ordinary metal monster looked like.

Then, Mingzheng was attacked by the metal monster...

The trainer next to him caught his attention.

Zvqi Dawu!
Why is he here!

Mingzheng couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and even wanted to turn around immediately!
At the critical moment, a pink-purple light lit up in Mingzheng's spiritual world, quickly calming him down.

The line of sight that seems to be sizing up is more direct than anyone else's.

Dawu noticed it, and then turned his head.

Mingzheng had calmed down at this moment, kept smiling and nodded.

Dawu stared at Mingzheng for two seconds, then at Galagala, then nodded and turned his head away.

The first meeting between the two of them in a century passed so calmly.

In order to appear normal, Mingzheng didn't move his ground, just stood there quietly and waited.

Seeing that nothing happened to the two of them, everyone could only turn their heads in disappointment.

On the contrary, the eyes still yearn for the metal monster from time to time.

There is no quasi-sense, and it is good to have an eye addiction. If you knew it, you should be thick-skinned and learn from the one who stood up!

Finally, the preliminary round begins!
The radio began to call numbers loudly, the order of calling numbers was completely disrupted, and the frequency was very fast.

Soon, Dawu was called first.

Mingzheng memorized his race number.

88!

It's really a number that fits his identity!

Three minutes later, Mingzheng was called.

233 number.

...Suddenly I don't really want to participate in the competition.

After being urged by the broadcast for the second time, Mingzheng hurriedly walked to the competition channel.

Coincidentally, Dawu, who had just returned from victory, happened to be encountered in the competition channel.

Mingzheng nodded subconsciously, maintaining the acquaintance of nodding.

Unexpectedly, Dawu stopped in front of Mingzheng.

"Ok?"

"The metal monster said that it smelled the breath of the same race."

"Ok!"

Mingzheng was shocked, even letting the purple light in the spiritual world keep flashing, he couldn't be slowed down.

"It's a chance to exchange ideas on cultivation."

Fortunately, Dawu continued to speak, revealing a little friendly attitude in his words.

Mingzheng breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to say more.

"Okay, I'll go to the game first."

After speaking, Mingzheng walked quickly to the arena.

When he stood on the podium, he had completely recovered his composure.

No matter how I deal with Dawu in the future, the most important thing now is the game.

Can't live up to Ga La Ga La who has been working hard!

On the arena, the sky was filled with wild sand.

Gala Gala carried the bone stick and walked in calmly
On the opposite side, a one-horned rhinoceros that was furious for some reason was scratching its hooves, wishing to bump into it immediately.

"The game begins!" shouted the no-nonsense referee.

In the next second, the one-horned rhino rushed over, and even Kuangsha couldn't weaken its offensive.

Mingzheng crossed his arms and did not speak.

Gala Gala just stood there and waited quietly.

Until the one-horned rhino runs halfway.

"Tread again!"

"Gah!"

Ripples surged on the ground, and the one-horned rhino was pushed to a stop directly, unable to touch it at all.

The next moment, the bright white bone club roared towards it, its trajectory difficult to follow under the cover of the sandstorm.

state!state!
The bone boomerang hit consecutively, and the one-horned rhino was directly beaten to the ground!

Maybe it was because the sandstorm was so loud that Mingzheng couldn't even hear what the trainer shouted.

It doesn't matter anyway.

When the bone boomerang was thrown out, Gala Gala had already stepped forward and approached the one-horned rhino.

Charge up, jump up, and catch the bone stick.

The next moment, Gala Gala held the stick with both hands, blessed the strong ground-type energy on the bone stick, and knocked it down hard.

state! ! !
Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and was quickly blown away by the sandstorm.

The one-horned rhinoceros rolled its eyes white and fell to the ground with a big broken hole on its head.

Gala Gala carried the bone stick, turned around and left the stage without even looking at each other.

"The one-horned rhino loses its ability to fight, Gala Gala wins, and number 233 advances!"

"..."

So, why not name it.

Gala Gala took three consecutive sticks, and he solved the opponent neatly and won the first victory.

It's a pity that there were no spectators in the preliminary round, only the referee looked at it twice in surprise.

Mingzheng took Galagala out of the arena dillydally, still thinking about how to deal with Dawu.

He is not short of money, and has a friendly attitude. The probability of approaching his goal is what he said.

Exchange ideas.

But flash iron dumbbells are not something you can buy with money!
Changing to Mingzheng, he would definitely be moved.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Rock Mountain again and again.

Will Dawu be a gentleman?
Even if it was, Mingzheng didn't dare to gamble!
'Got to find an excuse, find a reason! '

Ten minutes later, when Mingzheng walked out of the passage and returned to the waiting area, he inevitably met Dawu's eyes.

The two sides continued to nod to each other, and neither had any intention of communicating on the spot.

Mingzheng let out a breath, it might take a while.

The frequency of the preliminary competition was extremely fast, and the players went back and forth, and soon there were half of them.

The time was only 08:30, and the preliminary round was over.

At this point, there are basically no elves in the original form in the waiting room.

It seems that the so-called random 1V1 was also carefully matched by the organizer.

half an hour later

The stadium gradually became lively.

The players could hear the noisy sound in the training room, and they all geared up.

The host outside is passionately organizing the opening ceremony.

Mingzheng could even faintly hear the words Miss Joy, the owner of the library Dong Gang, the head librarian Andrew, and so on.

Apparently, there were plenty of celebrities in attendance too!

Finally, the announcement in the waiting room rang again, and Dawu at number 88 was the first to be called!

Everyone paid attention one after another, either with envy or jealousy, but they had to lament the organizer as a chicken thief.

The quasi-god elf appeared in the first scene, who wouldn't be thrilled to see this!

Fortunately, there is also a broadcast screen in the waiting room, allowing the players to see the scene.

Soon, amidst a tsunami of applause, the first round of the Sandstorm Tournament began.

Officially started!

(End of this chapter)