Elves come: I sold a quasi-god at the beginning

"Roar!"

After a while, a huge head emerged from the pool.

He was dressed in red scale armor, and under the soft light, he looked very mighty.

The strong body of the Gyarados appears to be so intimidating at this moment.

The ferocious face also makes people dare not easily offend.

"Gyarados, look at you, you've gained a lot of weight."

Locke looked at the burly body of the Gyarados and shook his head helplessly.

The length of the tyrannosaurus has not grown much, but it has gained a lot of weight.

It used to look quite strong and mighty, but now it looks mighty and domineering, but it feels a little short.

"I am growing and becoming stronger!"

Gyarados said confidently.

"This is breakfast for you two." Locke threw the food he had prepared to them.

The food is thrown on the water and unfolds instantly.

The Gyarados spat lightly into the pool water, instantly freezing the water under the food to form ice cubes.

A simple frozen table is ready, and the food is placed firmly on it.

The Gyarados opened its mouth wide and ate a lot in one bite.

The croaking frog came to the side and enjoyed his delicious food to the fullest.

Locke sat cross-legged in mid-air and supported his body in suspension with a waveguide.

He started his morning exercise.

Although he is lazy, he is still quite dedicated to improving his strength.

His waveguide at this time is obviously much stronger than before.

Through daily exercise, his waveguide power is improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His elves are so strong, it is naturally impossible for him to fall down.

After meditation, there is physical training. With sufficient nutrition, his body is gradually getting stronger.

The eye of insight can arrange the most suitable training method for him, with the most suitable nutritional meal for him.

He looks like just a sunny boy, and his muscles don't even stand out much.

But his strength is not small at all, it can already be compared to some lower level fighting elves.

Give him another period of time, I am afraid that Liu Long's wrist strength will no longer be his opponent.

After eating and drinking enough for training, he took Pokkisi to the designated venue.

"Pokkisi's game is a gravity flight competition. I think it should be fairly easy for you. You do gravity training every day. This should be your strong point."

Locke said.

"I will definitely make it through."

Pokkiss said.

"Okay!" Locke nodded.

Now there are only [-] contestants left, and the number should have dropped drastically compared to yesterday.

But those who can stay are basically not the weak.

However, the staff has not arrived yet, and the game will start in 10 minutes.

Two more came one after another, and there were already 19 people, and there was still one more.

Soon a referee spoke with a microphone.

"Now that everyone is almost here, the game will start immediately. Let's call the roll now."

"Liu Li, Li Yuan, Zhao Xiaodong, Locke..."

"Okay, all nineteen people have arrived. There should have been twenty people participating in the competition. It's just that one of the contestants had an accident this morning. The elves had a bad stomach. So congratulations, you lost one competitor."

There was an accident!

Locke turned his head to look at the other [-] personnel, and one quasi-king-level personnel was missing to participate in the competition.

Good guy, it's really a match to eliminate a quasi-king-level player.

Neither the crossbat nor his trainer were present, his biggest concern.

So now there is only one owl nighthawk who is a quasi-king-level elf.

The game has already started, and Pokkisi is waving his wings forward like a fish swimming under this gravity.

It is more leisurely and smoother than the 40-plus elves around her.

It went smoothly to the last game.

This kind of gravity didn't put too much burden on Pokkisi at all.

In the last game, if he can win the championship, he will be able to get a sharp beak.

Locke clenched his palm slightly, he wanted to win, but it was difficult.

The quasi-king-level owl is much, much faster than Pokkisi, and this level has undergone a potential transformation.

It is not so easy to be leapfrogged by low-level elves.

Especially this one that relies purely on physical fitness.

In the last flight competition, Locke also got the information of the competition.

Short distance flight competition.

This level mainly examines the explosive ability of elves.

On the 1000-meter flying track, as long as someone can win the first place, he can win the race.

There are no other additional rules.

There are no roadblocks, no blindfolds, and no gravity.

It is the most basic flying game.

The game started at two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Pokkis performed quite well, and there is only the last game left in the afternoon."

"Without that owl, you should be able to win the championship."

Locke gently touched Pokkisi's soft body.

Lockdis's eyes narrowed slightly, enjoying Locke's touch.

Champion?

Isn't the effort of these two days just to win the championship?She must be the champion.

Pokkisi secretly made up his mind.

Chapter 151 Victory, Flying Department Secret Realm

After a short break at noon, the game started again.

Locke looked around, his eyes full of surprise.

The game started immediately, and there was one less person.

The owl player hasn't come yet, so is there something wrong with him?

Locke thought subconsciously.

Then he shook his head, it can't be such a coincidence!

"Okay, the race will start soon, please get ready and go to your respective tracks."

"I hope you can compete seriously and get good results."

Locke narrowed his eyes slightly.

This competition has already started, and there is one less member.

"Come on Pokkisi, there seems to be something wrong with that owl, and there is no way to come to the competition."

"Although the other elves are much higher in level than you, with your ability, I think you should be able to win."

Locke's mood became slightly excited, it was almost like giving him a reward.

Just hearing the sound of a command gun, Pokkisi flew quickly, like a white light.

Although the elves behind her were also chasing after her closely, they never surpassed her.

In the end, Pokkisi won the championship.

Locke felt a little too smooth, almost unreal.

The owl, which was able to participate in the competition in the morning, did not come in the afternoon.

Locke shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. Anyway, if he won the championship, he could get a sharp beak.

Then went through a short introduction interview, a series of activities ceremony.

Locke finally got the sharp beak he had been longing for.

Pokkisi's strength can be greatly improved.

"You are the champion of this competition, are you interested in going to a flying-type secret realm?"

The master who awarded Locke the reward suddenly asked.

"Flying-type secret realm?"

Locke was puzzled.

"Yes, I found a flying-type secret realm in the East China Sea that only allows flying-type elves to enter it, and the level of entry is restricted. Only elves below the quasi-king level are allowed to enter it."